Father ov Terror!
Aba ol-Hol
enter the pylon [bad word]  the galleys ov past [bad word] ov night
into the starry womb 

slay, slay!
Asar un-Nefer
we have no fear
our time [bad word] our will is done 

dance, dance!
O Mighty One
in the fields ov Aqert
and spit
upon slaves ov death 

War God!
trample all weakness
this is your day ov pride
draw Thy flaming sword
cut the umbilical cord
to set me free from eternal sleep 

...step by step
Khem: evolution: spiral vibration
can you hear?
can you touch?
can you see?
can you really see? 

we charm all jins –
automata, inprinted realities
they creep like snakes
and all we feel
is painful bliss
as we burn forth
like winged globe
like solar disk...
...and penetrate eternity 

Slaves shall serve!