Via Tortuosa Songtext
von Nightbringer

The perfected will of the sojourner of the serpent′s path
Is the will of Lucifer crowned, triumphant.
It is the fulgurous diamond
Resplendent above the crowns of gods.
Rapt in the burning catharsis of this enigma,
Feed all fears and desires
To the flames of a rising conflagration of the soul,
In a rite of self-immolation,
A sacrament of cleansing fire.
The flesh is the furnace of sacrifice
That bathes the dark of the abyss
In brilliant illumination
So that one may behold
The very face of the Devil
Who in turn is God,
Who in turn is "I",
Engendered by naught but the radiance of the Absolute.
Through the successions of descending chambers, Chase the shadow of thy deific self
Through the sins of innumerable trespasses.
Pit thyself against the Black.
Let all violations be devoid of revulsion and adoration
That they may conquer and seal the quintessence
Of their elemental forces within the "I".
The evocation and possession of all transgressions,
Sins and passions
Is a means to claim the Serpent's tongue one′s own,
With which one might proclaim "I am!"
In fulmination before all pantheons.
The naked will of the perfected sorcerer
Is the anathema of god,
For the nimbus of immutable being
Engulfs all divinities like a radiant inferno
Casting a deathly shadow
Across the face of the world.