The Seed ov I

From the top ov the highest mountain

Prior to descent, my fall for Thee

My weapon is silence

I, bringer ov light

To burn this goddamn Eden down

Behold! I rise from primal silence

As a storm crushing dismal shores ov Acheron

My weapon is violence

From the mud ov the earth

Back to the womb ov Babalon

Sink in the stream ov woe

Acheron!

Rise above the eyes ov God

Necromanteion!

I am the oracle

I am the grace ov God

I am the stream ov woe

I am wrath from above

From Neptunian realm arisen

Babylon the great I praised

With the voice ov silence

I called the genii ov the heights and depths

I came down as the raging Mars

As volcanic fire god

Totality and I are one

In the absence ov light

Infinite I shall become

Sink in the stream ov woe

Acheron!

Rise above the eyes of God

Necromanteion!

Sink in the stream ov woe

Acheron!

Rise above the eyes of God

Necromanteion!