Decaying Observer

The death posture takes us to the outer limits
 Nullification of the reflexes and senses
 Initiatory journey with a kiss to the Amethyst
 Our sign is a black flame within the flower of death
 Your works will be written in blood with a kiss to the Amethyst
 Our works are omen, the willing death lets me into a new conciseness
 We raise a golem in her honor and it is you whom I'll consecrate
 The fat of the babe seethes within the wine of our Sabbath
 We dream now within the Body of the Witch
 Within my heart the horned serpent is coiled
 These poisons flow in my veins with a ravenous hunger
 Phainein! Phainein! Beneath the decaying observer
 A portal human gorged by wolves In the incoming current
 Phainein! Phainein! Servants to your vision
 Come now as you are in the incoming current
 We gaze upon Thy body with oleaginous eyelids beset by the work of the Unguentarrii
 Phainein! Phainein!
 Libation of our hearts shall efflux and incubate incoming seasons
 Phainein! Phainein!
 Come now as you are, shine forth in our libation of Seasons