Transmigrating Beyond Realms ov Amenti

"Paint me as a dead soul
The flesh, the image, the reflection

There is a flame untamed
Deep in my heart
Unyielding, pure Ain Soph
'tis measureless
Our right divine:

Aspire to all horizons
To seek nature ov things
Retreat within yourself
To find the primal breath

Slaves ov the dead gods
Martyrs ov the falsehood
Your life is death now
Engulfed by the wake ov a million years

To perceive means to know
To possess means to deny
Concealed within deaths vaults
Pure vibration lies
Nitya-samsarins
Travel to the house ov empty words
Am-Heh! devour their hearts!

Slaves ov the dead gods
Martyrs ov the falsehood
Your life is death now
Engulfed by the wake ov a million years

Jerusalem is falling!
Falling! falling!
Jerusalem is falling!
Yerushalaim nehereset!