The Witchfires of Tubal-Qayin

May you be the firebrand of the furnace of the Earth

Come ye sons of celestial fire
Descend as of Olde!
To mix your seed with mortal kind
And sire unlawful progeny divine

As unto Qayin, at crossed-roads three
The bloodline of wisdom, pass unto me
For with this, my sacrifice, self unto self, I am led
Into the witching fire of Tubal-Qayin!

Come ye daughters of ancient night
Arise and behold!
The path of the blessed serpent bright
Fallen from heaven's black light
As unto Calmena, at crossed roads three
The bloodline of wisdom, pass unto me
For with this, my sacrifice, self unto self, I am led
To imbibe the envenomed Graal of Lilith!

In the brazen citadel, in the hall of flames
I call upon thee, goat-angel of the golden horns
Master of the primal fire, Azazel-qayin, appear in thy brilliance!

O flame breathing daemon and wizardly smith
Who forgest the iron weapons of victorious liberation
Hearken to me, who am of thy cunning seed
The hidden house of Azazel!

From the bellow's breath, the flame is born
That tempers the blade, forged by the lord
The hammer strikes to shape the blade true
Through furnace and flame born anew

Wielded now with steady left hand
To pierce the hearts of woman and man
All hail, sword of judgment, cut to the core
Strike fear in your enemies, sword of war!

Rise, o flame, ever higher
Burn to ashes all within this pyre
At the forge of Tubal-Qayin

Come ye children of forgotten gods born
Recall what was told!
The promise made in Gardens of Eld
When with the wise serpent, converse was held

As with Seth, upon the Olde serpent's tree
The fourth road of wisdom, shall set me free
For with this my sacrifice, self unto self, I am led
To embrace death, the master's revelation!

A conflagration of all, yet within detritus most foul arises
A crown and a might beyond law!
Unum adversas omnia, the opposer's path revealed
All-otherness resolved and in one thing sealed