Septic Flesh Ophidian Wheel
Where the crossroads meet is the axle Of the grand wheel The heart that reverberates my beat I wear the talisman of Thoth The sign of our unity Because it has a part of the universe A part of me And my love is strong because nothing can divide Me from the object of my ultimate affection The ophidian wheel When the moon steals the crown from its rival Night enters day. Bring forth the eclipse The schism that reconstructs my lucid kingdom And all my children by their birth right Wear proudly my crown, my horns of power And those who sense my circle thoughts are all witnesses
