Pan Satyros – Behemoth

rise I through ye spiral light
follow’d I ye path ov a’yin,
where ye all-begetting eye rests
across ye cascade ov sensations
and ye consciousness ov body
volcano ov emotions am I
ye ring ov saturn –
two thousand years am I and more

by ye four powers ov sphinx
ye book ov albion open’d –
and four cherubic beasts
each in one quarter
wander’d across ye world

ye holiest gathering ov souls
ov ye fool empty sight –
ye devil – wild laugh
and my mourning, as snow white
paradox ov meanings


Lyric Pan Satyros – Behemoth