Texty:
Alghazanth Wreath Of Thevetat

That which from chaos surfaced in chaos shall eventually drown buried in the same restless womb from whence it once crept out Be it the most majestic

As one rope loosens, another then tightens far too long we've been strangled and tied this sick circle of shame must now finally break so that honour

cape of Neptune conceals our stars Inside a circle we form another out of flesh awe mires with confusion as the planets align gathered around him that bears the wreath

Like puny insects without a destination in the mud of Malkuth these bodies crawl but our eyes are fixed beyond the horizon where our sidereal thrones