"Touching The Spheres Of Sephiroth" lyrics
"Touching The Spheres Of Sephiroth"
Draw the strength with each
And every breath of consecrated air
Recipes for ritual, the scent of occult
Ten spheres and triple magick towers
Quiver with force, gateway to the scource
Three glowing triads of seraphic plains
Induct the core to the Chaldee secret doctrine
The flaming sword and coiled wisdom serpent
Materialize on paths amid the orbs
The realm of ninety nine percent is revealed
Foundation of all, the Tree of Life
I stretch my hand
Reaching for the chosen sphere
It's cold, it's pure, it's liquid
Discovering the dark archetype
Exist with the concept of Sfirot
Qliphoth the antithesis
I embrace your presence
Amaranthine realm, ceaseless scope
The flaming sword and coiled wisdom serpent
Materialize on paths amid the orbs
The Realm of Ninety Nine Percent is revealed
Foundation of all, the Tree of Life
Enter the sphere, leave the mundane realm
Draw magick from the cosmic helm
Believe in all
Believe in none
Enlightened by poison, Paragon!
The flaming sword and coiled wisdom serpent
Materialize on paths amid the orbs
The realm of ninety nine percent is revealed
The flaming sword and coiled wisdom serpent
Materialize on paths amid the orbs
The realm of ninety nine percent is revealed
Enter the sphere, leave the mundane realm
Draw magick from the cosmic helm
Writer(s): Alexander Kay Katz, Murat Cenan
- AZLyrics
- M
- Melechesh Lyrics
album:
"Emissaries" (2007)
The Scribes Of Kur
Extemporized Ophthalmic Release
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