In the heart of temple
Energy transferring
From sun to stones
From stones to life

The burning altar
Made of stones
The rite of purity
Before the entering

The flesh of gods
Consumed to disintegrate

The one who fears not
Will open the doors

Path of the black sun
To the grace of the void

Slowly smoke fills
The chamber of truth
Expanding the senses

The walls of flesh
Will now collapse

Deforming the essence
To a river of blood
Flowing as snake

King serpent emerge
In the circle of nine
With horns as a crown

The black arts revealed
To deliver ego death
In divine elation

Inner sun swallowed