Grave Miasma
Endless Pilgrimage
1. Yama Transforms to the Afterlife
Three nights will suffice
At the altar of soul-sacrifice
A hidden fire burns
Reflecting infinite worlds
Where the answer revolves
In union complete
Which Loka will return
To see the rebirth
Words transmute
To alchemical form
We are elevated beyond
Eleven mortal gates
Banish now! Banish now!
Thoughts of unending return
Reason is detached from the yonder
Our shackles are borne to this earth
Messenger of light
Exalt the virtues of the deceased
Uphold beliefs
Negation heeds no reward
The universe is death manifest
The sage shall urge
Submission to this state
Heed the sacred words of Yama
Transform to afterlife
No return
I shall fulfill my prophecy
I call to the depths
The depths shall call for me
To the light I'll forever fade
Unborn I shall forever be
Blessed are the words spoken
In this eternal night
Blessed are the lost embers
Of the sacred fire's light
Condensed
Is the revelation's meaning in truth
For essence evolves all
So shall it be known that "I" will evolve
Glory is beheld to the chosen Of Atman
Journey into the unknown
In the grip of afterlife
Banish now!
Three nights will suffice
At the altar of soul-sacrifice
A hidden fire burns
Reflecting infinite worlds
Where the answer revolves
In union complete
Which Loka will return
To see the rebirth
Words transmute
To alchemical form
We are elevated beyond
Eleven mortal gates
None shall recoil to see the return
We will not wonder from death to death
2. Utterance of the Foulest Spirit
Pythian vapours emit from the cavern
Effluvial wisdom oracular fissure
All that is immersed
At the naval of the earth
At the side of Mount Parnassus
Prophetess and mediums of serpents
Always congregated to decipher
With rigid bodies and bright fixations
Utterances in tongues
Fumes of exaltation
Preside over the ground
Graveside rites
And reversed burial tonight
Vigils to the eye of Prajna
Revived souls' flight
Ancient sacraments
Arouse the communion
In wake of the living apparition
The stone of tombs, my laurel branches
Tabernacle stone, over the resting bones
The farthest star radiates brighter
Traces of the firmament made clearer
Sanguinary voices raise foreboding
I have trespassed the realm of the undead
I have lain in forbidden citadels
With warnings, not prophesies
Utterance of the foulest spirit
Pythian vapours emit from the cavern
Fumes exude through orifices of man
We shall known the bodies are but vessels
Of oracles channelled by unearthly hands
A bone protrudes through the earth
No longer caressed by the worm
Sanguinary voices raise foreboding
I have trespassed the realm of the undead
I have lain in forbidden citadels
With warnings, not prophesies
Utterance of the foulest spirit
3. Purgative Circumvolution
Emetic ways
Ratri falls
As Kalaratri dawns
Purgative rites
The hidden truth
Avidya cast aside
On this seventh night
Purgative circumvolution
The once written
Once told prophecy
We devour our own flesh
As the serpent meets the head
Shedding skin in adoration of sin
I shall become
Purgative circumvolution
Our mantra, our just reward
The head and the yes that stare
To the crescent moon of Shiva
We shall crawl
Copulate to defile
Yield no heart towards desire
Cast perception into the fire
Shiva does not end in Shakti
Feast on the breasts of Kali
This is the rite of Shiva
At one with the way I have become
To exert is not to suffer
Follow the voice of fleeting images
Where foundations are sightless winds
The black pearl grows unabated
Seen only by those initiated
The visions of the grand mother
Emetic ways
Ratri falls
As Kalaratri dawns
Pearls of wisdom adorn
Our chain of searching
Will transforms to a black stone
Heralded by the great yearning
From an origin of time unknown
This is the pilgrimage of wandering
The temples are of sand not stone
To the crescent moon of Shiva I crawl
Crawl to the crescent moon of Shiva
4. Glorification of the Impure
Gathering, summoning of ancient ones
From ancient times
To offer a sacrifice
Into mystic climes
A corpse arose, unburied
For centuries lost
In glorification of the impure
The corpse arose
In the blessed name of Shiva
The corpse is rising
Revealing death's curse
Which reigns supreme
Manifesting all which that is holy
Impurity
Doctrines I invoke
Upheavals I practice
Sermonising invocations
This is the aura of my existence
I glorify His name
I glorify the ancient ways
Evoking ancient beliefs
5. Full Moon Dawn
Verily the dusk will approach
The one which revels with a shapeless scythe
Oft the waves of truth will lead me to bind
The hands of faith under the cloak of unrest
To sleep beneath elemental slumber
A gleam of surrender will unfurl
Nearing nocturnal isolation
Chants of winds and of silent streams
Dissolve the unending meridian
Climes and steppes coalesce
As the sentinel abides
Towards the crepuscular dawn
Begotten from his mind
The moon; and from his eye
The sun had birth
Wearily observing the lunation
Inviolably casting allegiance
To sidereal projections
Rest shall not overtake
The pilgrimage to the unholy grave
Towards the crepuscular dawn
Return the source, the veil of night
Implore the return of the old gods
Full moon dawn, the womb of night
Mounds, languid, converge with the ether
Transfigured branches hang
Testimony to ones which stood
And cast over the air
Peace rests nevermore
Self-abandonment is involuntary
To relinquish a human sense
To permeate into infinite earth
Contemplating the frozen veins
Of rejuvenation
Under the ruminant oaks
Where sages once lay
To claim their renaissance
Boundless river shine
One last surge before the dawn
Tides ever flowing
Under the incandescence of the sun
Return the source, the veil of night
Implore the return of the old gods
Full moon dawn, the womb of night
Return to the source
The veil of night
Embrace the full moon dawn
Verily the dawn shall awaken us
Engulfing, rapturous nocturnal isolation
Open the unending meridian
Separated by this frozen hour
As the sentinel abates
Under the full moon dawn
I shall be free
Under the full moon I stand
Beneath the empress of man
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