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[#1]

Under the nightshade

The pit of restrinction appears

Lit by lurid phosphorescent glare

of corpses aflame as candles

Pulled through the Dark Arts

Embraced in the trapezohedron

Death, disruption of the soul,

Became a dead nightmare.

[Brigde]

I am the one to bring forth

the light of self-creation

Transfiguration of the Cold Dark Night

Overcoming fears of the unknown

Hover beyond The Gates of Death

Alone in the silence of the Shadows

Holding the scythe of Chronos

The Great One of the Night of Time

[Chorus]

Furnace Entrance

In the precinct of the Temple

Isis is riding into Outer Space

Furnace Entrance

Dance around the altar

Towards the spiral black light