It is the great Arcanum For what is certain but the certainty of Death? It is true when they say hope is an illusion Eluding and leading the blind to their grave But this is Fate and Destiny - or so they say! For they see not beyond the dawn that is approaching With eyes that are fiercely focused on the end Whatever is written, whatever is said - Lies! From the abyss to the great beyond, the man of the cloth denies Across the Qliphoth and beyond the layers of dimensions Every fallen Shell is shattered Every remaining spark is Divine Remanifest in Sunya Anatta, the anti-realm of flesh Inside the walls of this temple The mysteries of the ancient lord portrayed Erect the pillar of Severity Of worship and demonic necromancy All bow and pray for the day has come Climbing the abyss and in darkness reveal The mysteries that the angel has sung All Life and Death, Holy deed and ancient evil One!