Lyrics

Falling away to the Anima cycle
I see the forms in their crystalline glow
Now the rite begins as you dissolve
So let the blackening in
With higher worlds on call

Nephalem phasers are spreading out
Into the spiralling arm of your mind
You wait for their light to run
Down from the air
Into your design

Align oracular rooms
Of your own delight
Articulations fall to Nigredo
Divine within your own time
Parallel to mine
The everlasting fire of Mind

Scenes and engravings
Are held in the Alterwood
Free from harm when the altar is shown
You’re alive within when death departs
To make your evolution
The sacred inner art