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

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

Oh! Faustian spirit of
May be thy allied in this infimious
Against the Arauts of
Those who step muddy feet
the inscriptions of our cradle.

To our I proudly confess:

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

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

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

To our strengthening I will

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

"Quod sciptum, Scripsi!"

And this blend of esoteric sapience
This Mediterranic Philosophy
be the only and holy science
And these lines dream and prophecy!

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

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