Luyện nghe bài hát Tenebrarum Oratorium (andamento I / Erudit Compendyum)

The horns of Baphomet
are indeed our occult banners up in the air!
The androgynous light of
is our noble passion, most and rare!

Oh! Faustian spirit of
May be thy in this infimious battle
Against the Arauts of
who step with muddy feet
the sapient of our cradle.

To our strengthening I proudly

I worship thee, for are my weapons to hurt god.

Oh! Great of Beelzebuth
you honour me and lay the head
of a son of Caym, in the soft of Manitou
Where I'll sleep under neophyte Sky of Anxiety.

For the dawn of Knowledge has a Southern
Delfos will once desveil its light
And those eyes will drink this precious wine
But for the blind, Ignorance be the only sight!

To our strengthening I re-affirm:

I thee. They are my Shield.
And message I shall reveal.

"Quod sciptum, Scripsi!"

And Southern blend of esoteric sapience
sensual Mediterranic Philosophy
Will be the only and holy
And these both dream and prophecy!

"Ecce Homo!" - Those you'll the Wise
Who destroy this pitiful hole of common
of disrespect for the true occult devise
Those who from, the lambs, shall
the spears of Intelligence!

I thee. "Quod sciptum, Scripsi!"
I thee. "Consummatum est!"