Luyện nghe bài hát The Sun Of Tiphareth

Join us hresholds of moonless light
Xekonaphim paints your wheel of flames
Incendere Hortus Rosarum

Black roses, laced silver,
are now the ashes of
The sten of Assiah wonders
why the are torched

The holocaust of Atu brings down the pyre of
Chokmah fills lust the virgin stream (silent waters)
A spirit looks below the edge of a cliff
...and watches the thieves of
(worm of the eight-fold-star)

Join us into tresholds of light
Xekonaphim paints your worshipped wheel of
Incedere Magi Hortus

The sun of circle arouses the warlock and seed
Sephiroth plants heart to grow his oak of VITRIOL
Yetzirah is the deepest root of Atu
the sun of Tiphareth's dances until it falls

Tiphareth!
lordship is the sixth sword
that triumphs teh jagged
it downward to a rusty point
...and burn the earth as roses burn in the

"Come forth, o serpent, and your fill of poison"

I am above you and I am you
My fierce is in yours

"For he is a sun,
and for he is the winged flame"

I am the snake that kissed Gehenna's own
I giveth and delight to the ones

roses, laced with silver, are now the ashes of Heximeth
The ten stars of Assiah wonders why meadows are