Lnvoke the fourth light. In dark rite. To balance the One Hidden chakra. As' above is below The inverse of Tiphareth. Yet entwined in the seed As the fallen Daath cometh, a reflection lurking beneath He is royal - He is blessed All is devoured in his caress He is the extinguished globe of light Swelling in the seas of Leviathan From a seed ruptured an adversary like no other An opposing force arisen from Sitra Achra At last when I open my eyes... I see I wear the crown of the Deceiver He, the bearer of wisdom Of all things seen and unseen The Forbidden. The Unknowable. A Revelation The Rites of Black Mass The Lust of Divine Rot Deep in Necromantic Curse A ritual of Concealed light