The Soul Of The Worlds

In a constant circle of the Timeless Serpent
Darkness embraced the slumbering waters
Rays of the Black Light pierce the fiery husk
Vibration thrills through the boundless space
Unbridled power of the billions of suns
Spat out from the mouth of the Dragon of Wisdom
Cosmic sculptures rise from the dust
Released from the depths of the yawning Abyss

Seed starts to burst!

Dark matter’s exhalation born of the essence divine
Breaking the rings of the Father, Mother and Son
Secrets of seven powers disguised within the stars
Tempest of the astral fire sails through the naught

Seed starts to burst!

Empyreal miasma of the eternal cycle
Creation’s born out of Chaos
Supernal matrix descends into flesh
Heralding the dawn of new aeons

Here is the circle of nothingness

Abraxas is bending his bow
To unleash the arrows of horror
To recall the dead worlds into being
By the force, duration and change

Here is the circle of nothingness

Primordial endless thought!
The spirit of thy flame
Still burning in my eyes
As the ocean without light
Thou shalt forever be
As Thou wert before
And knew no change
When time shall be no more