Shine thru me
Come forth in war
Come forth in peace
Bring down the sun
Extinguish all the stars
Let me remain
In splendor ov thy light
Bornless One
As darkness bright
Found not in tongues
Found not in light
Bring down the rain
Drain waters ov Styx
Faustian luminary
Redeem
Blaspheme
Like a day without the dawn
Like a ray void ov the sun
Like a storm that brings no calm
I'm most complete yet so undone
Agathos Daimon
Ov plague and fever
Thy name is nowhere
Thy name is never
Liberate me
Ignite the seeds
Bind not to guilt
Ignis Gehennalis
O Father
O Satan
O Sun
Let the children come to thee
Behold the morning star
Akephalos
Shine thru me
Come forth in war
Come forth in peace
Like a day without the dawn
Like a ray void ov the sun
Like a storm that brings no calm
I'm most complete yet so undone
O Lion-Serpent Sun, The beast that whirlest forth,
a thunder-bolt, begetter of life!
Thou that flowest! Thou that goest!
Thou Satan-Sun, Hadith, that goest without will!
Thou Air! Breath! Spirit! Thou without bound or bond!
Thou essence, air swift-streaming, elasticity!
Thou wanderer, father of all!
Thou wanderer, spirit of all!
Hear me, and make all spirits subjects unto me;
so that every spirit of the firmament and of the ether,
upon the earth and under the earth,
on dry land and in the water
of whirling air, and of rushing fire,
and every spell and scourge of god
may be obedient unto me.
Thou spiritual sun! Satan, thou eye, thou lust!
Cry aloud! Cry aloud!
Whirl the wheel, O my Father, O Satan, O Sun!
Pamenu kokiais 1985ais kai Lietuvoje dar nebuvo Dievo, rimtesniu baznyciu, renginiu, katinas leopoldas buvo pirmas krikscionis neses Dievo zinia i dar sovietine sali.
Jei esi geras – viskas lengva kelyje,
O kai atvirkščiai – sunku ir tamsu darosi tiesiog.
Pasidalink su kiekvienu džiaugsmu savo tyru,
Sėk aplinkui juoką skambų ir tyrą.
Jei dainas dainuoji – linksmiau pasidaro,
O kai atvirkščiai – nuobodu ir pilka, be gal
Daina Jei esi geras leopoldas.
Lietus basas per žemę nubėgo,
Klevams per pečius tapšnojo delnais.
Jei diena giedra – gera ir miela,
O kai atvirkščiai – liūdna pasidaro visai.
Girdis, kaip skamba aukštai danguje
Saulės spindulių stygos šviesios.
Jei esi g