Eater of the Black Lead

Inexorable Death! Thine eminence above man is the very countenance of the Devil
I would make an altar of thine aspect
I would speak thy true name with an act of silence
I would come to be before thee by way of stillness and the Serpent eye,
that I might know baptism within thy waters
Death is thy name, yet I name thee God, for there is no other
To thee I give my body like foddr to the grave and offer brath that hath become
as the Serpent"s hiss
I exhale from my mouth the flame of an inner fire, the greater «I» becoming,
and let my husk be filled with the wine of the abyss
I am the child of death and dreams who passes beyond death and dreams
Consummation with thy essence, I shall consume mine own death until I hath
become the conqueror of death, the Eater of the Black Lead
I am the lampadiphor within the hidden chambers shinning with profound darkness
I am within Death and Death is within me