Acherontas - Beyond The Mazeways To Ophidian Gnosis

It’s blindness what your warrens became Lest you descend to depths you can’t fathom Fragments of Yetzirah to feed the circle If more is less then you’ll become all Why to embrace a dreamland perishing? Well, I abandoned my sight so I can See To shun the false light, Yaldabaoth Garden of Assiah under his rule tyrannical Cause-mos wherein the false mirror’s idol Shall be chocked by the dimness of its own I self trail to anti-law’s course, As a stream to its fountain lead As a seed that matures, Since its roots from non matter are fed Body of clay, body fragile, Such shapes lie beyond your grasp My spine like a serpent it slithers Masked under my nature’s husk Climbing reversed to Antichton and what stands below Warmth coiling around my beinglessness acausal It’s not for the blind to see my mercurial body glow! O what a glow, For I am the Sun and the world is my shroud!