When madness is the shade of wisdom
Fiery Day celebrates his Death
Scribe of soul and ancient symbols
Awed with thought for last purpose.
Bring Thy Poison...

And I have seen by Time's fell hand defaced
The rich proud cost of outworn buried age;
All that has been born and yet linked with all the laws
Just commenced a path yet bound to die with woe.

Upon Gan Eden - Atziluth, born causes field
Where in eternity, devotion achieved unanimity.
In a glare and blazing diadems alight
Freedom of will expression
The first drop of poison has become.

More separating from his begetter
In fierce defiance Samael's essence has been come.
He saw through existence and primal
And profound loathing increased.
He adopted perceived fear and pain
That make the fruit bitter
So sweet nectar of triumphs.

And as simile semper parit simile
Close to being archived on his ancestor in most details.
Once being a part now bearing its own sense
Then like same poles of a magnet repel.

Bring thy knowledge Samael, ungodly, insane and outstanding.
And on ruins of illusions we will light the fire of truth

There was voracious man
In yearns to know of Divina pati
How long it goes, how strong was thirst.
Feel waspish love, engrossing hate
Took closed him to knowledge Gate
Like next to you, like Asmodey, vigilantly ever secrets saves.

The Deep that hidden once
With First mystery illuminated in one
Then man who knows with the second poison drop
Broke down shackles his to see and to come!

Ave Samael, Princeps Tenebrarum!
Es Diabolus Magnus senior dei lucis,
Bring thy poison Samael, wise Seth, ancient Typhon!
Third drop will an antidote to life begotten of god.