Alghazanth - Drakomorphos Lyrics
The source of splendour in forms manifoldin whom the fathomless arcana turn aglowEosphoros - The brightest heavenly eyeeach tempest of doubt His grandeur makes subsideAll aeons entwine for He did arisethe flame that without loss endlessly devideslike the sharpest sword is His unchallenged blazethat cuts from our way the cobweb of restraintHeralds, disciples and serpents we arethe object and the channel for His powersdriven forth by the undying lustto surpass the frailties of oursand to go beyond every Ring-pass-notThe true wisdom besmeared in blackwaiting to be once unravelledby the insightful and the daringto be finally discoveredWhereas He is the circle, we are at the centertoo abstract to be defined, too concrete to be deniedAll aeons entwine for He did arisethe flame that without loss endlessly devidesyou call Him Satan, the prince of darkness and deathwe call Him Satan, the eternal fountain of strengthWhereas He is the circle, we are at the centertoo abstract to be defined, too concrete to be denied
