Attuned with mists of solemn sage
Chiseled by winds rising from pain
Creep in me moss of the inner world
Blood of mountains coalesce with my being
Speak in me
Black magick being
Guide to me
White light mastery
Synchronized with the word of my soul
The only truth worthly of being known
Speak in me
Black magick being
Guide to me
White light mastery
Listless foul
My touch unnatural
Illusion covered
Smothered being
Shedding these remnants
Of the kiss bestowed
Emitting sick cursed throne
Deconstruct me to the roots
I no longer need a voice to wound
Speak in me
Black magick being
Guide to me
White light mastery
Step into the temple when you reach
The multi-universe everlasting
I am you guiding myself unto itself
The power of the planes
Reverent from age
Flowing through you and all of space
