Vacuum (The Complexity of Entering the Vaults of Death)

Arriving at the peak of the almighty work of life
The glory of all this, the glory surrounding us
A golden vision shining on us all
Will fade into darkness and despair
All will see that even the last battle will be lost
All was too corrupt and wasted to continue
This is the tide turning
The hourglass lies broken
Dust cannot be captured
The onset of a new stage
Tenebrositas
A preliminary union of opposites
Prima materia
We will be blessed in the darkness of purgatory
Exercising both a divine and demonic force
From our thrones we can see
The reversal of roles will begin
A universe turned upside down
Rending in pieces high
Bring destruction below
Taste this bitter venom of gods
Bolts are fallen, fastenings are placed
That which has been worshipped as holy
Becomes a twinkle of an eye a monstrous horror
The cup with the elixir of life
Will transform into deadly poison
All will raise the darkened grail
The king united with his bride will wither
In their beds left as terrifying creatures to rot
As death and darkness descend
On a landscape formerly lit up by the golden vision
The key of eternal youth will be a skeleton key
All flesh that is derived from the earth
Must be decomposed and again reduced to earth
Celestial resuscitation
Hollow men lying at the bottom of a precipice
Where the sun never shines
All thoughts will turn black
Heaviness expressing the lower spirits
The black phase of our work has started
We will enter the lower qliphoth now!