And so all is dark Mists swell upon Mortlake And by candlelight and liberty imbibed Again we set forth upon our path Through the glass we shall converse with angels Seeking occult truths Document knowledge delivered on tongues of demons Witness the horror Souls upon the precipice All we give Damnation eternal They must never know this heresy Still we press on into darkness She sings Beauty Mournful Madini Through the shew-stone Kelley utters forth dark secrets What you ask of us now No sin could be greater But we know what must be done Blasphemy My dear think not of his flesh As I unto hers For the ultimate truths we must lay Unholy sacrament