As the black sun of depths illuminates the nightside And as the dragon has risen upon it’s face And the sea at her feet has turned red with poison Dripping from her wounds I hold the rosary black as her ravens And drink from those crimson waves The great mother’s wine of liberation The consummation of flaming witch’s blood I sing and I raise the cup of heresy The womb of Luciferian revolution In the shadow which is the opposite of life The holy light of the other side Spiritual path, stony and throny Towards the mother of dark sorcery Bloody footsteps behind me Speak of it’s lifeless story The fires upon the throne of Thaumiel Create the feminine shadow of Lucifer Mirror to the black sun’s light Salve my awakened spirit Primordial…Blood-Mother! Umbra Luciferi