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Light all of your sanctified candles this solemn Night

Son of the East, scarred in Scarabaeus-Y

In front of this tomb that lies vacant, wide open

Forsaken from death's embrace, you are so long anointed omnipotent

Within this Dream, the world you weave

Dreamer you are, creator and god

and if you elate on the whirlwind of this blazing paradise

On unending ecstasy you are granted, suffused from the Untamed

So place upon the altar of the First and the Ninth

Our skulls of your forefathers for behind the niches we can still see

And by the time you will choose this shell to rest and jump into another

Your place in the Circle will be filled and the mystery completes

Circle of Skulls

Together we breathe blood

Together we bleed fire

Circle of Skulls

When on black rose grows no thorn

The bloodpact is renewed

Circle of Skulls

Upon the altar of eternal bliss

The night's breed conspire

Circle of Skulls

For a flame never ending

For a sun upon eclipse

Yet as long this gleaming skin you keep in pulse and grace

Dive into the mirrored well where stars in silence shine

Your eyes above oblivion awake in times when in flesh we reigned

And hark the Hermit's stammering poem and what four winds shall sing

The words you read on crystal wall when reached in astral palaces

And the notes from his Lyre, the first Melody, can be gathered into order

Now chant this Hymn, the Song of the Dream and whistle it back in starry oceans

The guiding light through the labyrinths, the Memory's golden fire

Keep this treasure sealed in secrecy, for none must ever know

The Skulls that will forever laugh, the remnants of your bloodline

By the second candlelight, Our halos will shape in unity

And as you whisper the unspoken hex, the answers will unfold

So place upon the altar of the First and the Ninth

Our skulls of your forefathers for behind the niches we can still see

And by the time you will choose this shell to rest and jump into another

Your place in the Circle will be filled and the mystery completes