Horns Ov Baphomet - Behemoth

Rise thy horns

For I’m at one with the dark

Divine presence ascends

Touching the forehead ov god

Hark!

I was not, I have become

In rapture, in vengeance, in blood

From word into flesh

From man into god

«Strive ever to more»

So spake the wisdom ov snake

«Hold up thyself»

Sayeth the law ov the brave

Beyond all I am

Let it be known

Within my blood fire stirs

Thee I invoke, The Unspoken One

As the wolf among sheep yet cower I do not

Victorious, glorious, constantly thirsting

And as the anger fuels my heart and will

No longer fear that which feeble men fear

«No rest for conquerors!», Legions of Typhon Seth await

Conquering child ov Mars breathes out war formula

«Ain Soph Aur

Protect my ways

Enlighten my paths

Consume me with thy rays»

I, the heart ov Tiphareth is waiting

The centre and secret ov the Sun

I invoke the Sothis rites, as day and night I’m reborn

…We shall all be one with the flames, from above…