Watain

I ascend.
As thy light descends –
Darkening the I to reveal the Self.
The rays of Gnosis are burning yet liberating.
In a blissful imposition of the primal paradox.
Ultimate and all-embracing.
For as above – so below.
As I am lying beyond where mental winds blow.
Release me now, oh saviour of Anti-Cosmos.
Ignite in me the fire of the storming triple 6.
Now oh god of wrath,
Unchained in you to burn,
Rape and destruct!
Astaroth open my eye!
And let the beast regain his sight.
A gift from Azerate.
A path way back – to thy Thoughtless Light!
Legions of the Black Light!
Chosen sons of snakes.