The waters have turned to flame And the earth and air invert The sun becomes the moon at day And the moon, the sun in nocturne Hell hath frozen over, heaven's ablaze Yet the earth betwixt is still In the creation of a Magickal age Live long by "do what thou wilt" From creation must come destruction And from destruction comes creation. Ouroboros rebirths, freed from death Occultism's light shall lead our way Where The zephyrs sigh their breath And the tears of Abzu are the dew of a new day Seven princes in seven kingdoms Magick ones we shall praise Set, master of doom and abandon Soon will lead us through stormed haze Babylon shall rise again from its dust And the throne shall turn to gold from rust. Voices of primordial gods echo beyond Tiamat, the mother of creation, sings her dirge Doth the wind cry once more, to its Mother Tiamat, from spawn Tiamat's womb now pierced with scourge From chaos may come order And from order may come chaos Energy is but one facet of disorder As we witness the fall of the cross Opposites dance, Indulgence and abstinence Existence and its partner, Mortis. From breast of man birthed the sword From breast of woman birthed temptation From seeds of death now comes a tree of life, onward And knowledge from the serpent Faust's pleas of knowledge beyond eternity Once answered, now erode And from ashes of his soul we see Monuments erected in stone Of Baphomet, the hermaphrodite With Darkness in its left hand and lightness in its right. Hear Pan's soli on the flute As Apollo decrescendos his tune. Solve et Coagula, dissolve and coagulate Solve et Coagula, dissolution and coagulation Circle of destruction, cycle of creation.

Many moons have passed each day Over the graves (that I lusted for) Till the moonlit sky fell by silent dagger... ...Till it befell... By the Spirit of Inanna By the Spirit of Ishtar The light of the night My light of the night Dawnbringer Daughter of the night sky Spirit of Ishtar lifting me high May she be my altar I will fornicate on the goddess Goddess, I shall be thy altar Self sacrifice to the art of lust I am... Lustful sacrifice Of you, a queen of night Voracious appetite Enchanted I have befallen Yes, I could sing to her One thousand incantations Until eternity's end Taken by the night queen Artistry of deified lust Recite, I shall to her A thousand evocations of my fantasy Thee I invoke Thee I worship (From the book of Leviathan) "COME forth, Oh great spawn of the abyss and make thy presence manifest. I have set my thoughts upon the blazing pinnacle which glows with the chosen lust of the moments of increase and grows fervent in the turgid swell. Send forth that messenger of voluptuous delights, and let these obscene vistas of my dark desires take form in future deeds and doings. From the sixth tower of Satan there shall come a sign which joineth with those saltes within, and as such will move the body of the flesh of my summoning. I have gathered forth my symbols and prepare my garnishings of the is to be, and the image of my creation lurketh as a seething basilisk awaiting his release. The vision shall become as reality and through the nourishment that my sacrifice giveth, the angles of the first dimension shall become the substance of the third. Go out into the void of night (light of day) and pierce that mind that respondeth with thoughts which leadeth to paths of lewd abandon. " (Dedicated to Tara)