In Terms Of The Golden Dawn

The sex magic backfired on me
I forgot to use the 33
The hexagram split down the center
And i spilled the bowl of human placenta

The stage is set for world war three
To the beat of the eastern ovary
Big brother tells me what i believe
With a mouthful of oreo ice cream

Forever 21 the american dream
The pants are bulging at the seams
The screen separates us from reality
And i never heard of a particle beam

In the spiral of the garden snail
The second triad opens up the veil
Fluid shining like antimony
As the sephirot reverses polarities

Illuminate us in maternal waters
Washed in the blood of salamanders
We are all devoted to aton
But that's in terms of the golden dawn

Behind the ritual of the inverted triangle
Release the light of the dying candle
The lightning strikes the primordial broth
In the name of the thirteenth sephirot

Shaping into the final manifestation
By the will of the unseen constellation
Vibrating light of the six rayed star
We never even knew what we are

The appropriate ritual of the sapphire temple
Passing through you into the elemental
Suspend the lamp above the altar
The sephirot is getting hotter

In the back of your head, in the primitive parts
And the shooting stars inside your heart
Between the pillars of the eye in your mind
The material world has made us blind

I wanna turn on all the lights that sleep inside you
Feel the sephirot start flowing through you
It's only for you that i sang this song
And that's in terms of the golden dawn

Behind the ritual of the inverted triangle
Release the light of the dying candle
The lightning strikes the primordial broth
In the name of the thirteenth sephirot

Shaping into the final manifestation
By the will of the unseen constellation
Vibrating light of the six rayed star
We never even knew what we are

The appropriate ritual of the sapphire temple
Passing through you into the elemental
Suspend the lamp above the altar
The sephirot is getting hotter

Elevate the chalice, visualize the pillars
Blooming rays of aton in all the colors
The light shines forth and fills the temple
It's a fundamental monumental

We both know it's not coincidental
A geometrical transcendental
It's a matter developmental
And maybe something sentimental