De Heptarchia Mystica Songtext
von Rannoch

And so all is dark
Mists swell upon Mortlake
And by candlelight and liberty imbibed
Again we set forth upon our path


Through the glass we shall converse with angels
Seeking occult truths
Document knowledge delivered on tongues of demons
Witness the horror
Souls upon the precipice
All we give
Damnation eternal
They must never know this heresy
Still we press on into darkness

She sings
Beauty
Mournful
Madini

Through the shew-stone Kelley utters forth dark secrets


What you ask of us now
No sin could be greater
But we know what must be done
Blasphemy
My dear think not of his flesh
As I unto hers
For the ultimate truths we must lay
Unholy sacrament