The mysteries of the unknown
Myths and folklores untold.
Every site thine eyes see,
Tis one more everlasting key.
Truth so twisted and trapped in space and time,
Behind the doors of Hecate and Chaos in divine prime.
Sacredness turneth to Sacriledge obtained in the wrong hands,
For thou nothing is original and in the abyss if not the void.

Of the Ancient and Old
Upon the the wonderous mysteries unfolded in the Akashic records.
Intimidating and uncomprehendable in heart of a star,
The sacred Crystal Tower of knowledge awaits thee in the dark matter,
Seeking the holiness of the Godhead and the Angels.
In the Abyss lies Hades and his black shadowed demons,
For there is fire, but also eternal peace with foundation of thyself.

Unlocking the inner worlds of thyself and knowing thy craft,
These are the two first gates to reach the word “Eternity”.
For thou art not alone in the endless walk in the honeycombing road,
A puzzle, a maze, caught in thy life full of confusion.
When this intrusion and unpredictability arises, tis Nuit.
Goddess of the hollow night and darkest part of the universe.

Of the Ancient and Old
Give thee “truth” and “understanding” with mundane reality.
No thoughts neccesary, no mental ill opinions, Just the “truth”.
Carry us with your arms of glory and exalt us to the Kether!
Of the Ancient and the Old.