From the Great Deep

the veil of qemetiel broken
a breath of negation exhaled
roots of the column of wrath
forming anew what once failed
the veil of belial cracked open
a godless formation is born
fragments of worlds of pure evil
the unified ain soph to ban
from the great deep tannin raised it’s head, pushing all reason aside
from sterile and dark waters so dead rushing a chaotic tide
a sip from the poisonous oceans of old for each man and woman to take
ripping the first veil to evil unfold… creation, now embrace the snake
from the great deep negation arose, the other, the hostile and black
mother and father, birthgiver of those preparing the final attack
demons of old, dead worlds born anew, the dragon in fragments alive
a wellspring of power known only by few, on chaos and evil we thrive
the twingod of chaos is crowned
cosmic severity born
secrets of kingdoms aborted
the womb of the dragon now torn
from the great deep our powers arrive, from vovin, the lord beyond lords
the current of death to keep us alive, books without words as our swords
from the great deep our cups overflow to poison the meak and benign
the void that gave birth to our lord the great foe is our spiritual food,
our mine
from the great deep tannin whips it’s tail, a pulse from the outside within
the darkest of currents we follow and hail to lead us to ultimate sin
edomite rulers from whom we derive now balanced and vital in us
qliphotic tunnels into which we dive are pathways to our final cause