Luyện nghe bài hát The Sun Of Tiphareth

Join us hresholds of moonless light
Xekonaphim your worshipped wheel of flames
Magi Hortus Rosarum

Black roses, laced silver,
are now the of Heximeth
The sten stars of wonders
why the meadows are

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

Join us into tresholds of moonless
paints your worshipped wheel of flames
Incedere Hortus Rosarum

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

Tiphareth!
Your lordship is the sixth
that teh jagged blade
it downward to a rusty point
...and burn the earth as burn in the meadow

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

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

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

I am the snake that kissed own worm
I giveth knowledge and to the ones

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