The Chant Of Mighty Offspring
By saros vulcanic i am led
Towards all perfection of darkness
To the heights of hell…
…and the depths of heaven
I am the mightiest offspring
In slavery i was bred
Brought up by the sword
And mothered by the dead
And thus i danced
For the hate and love bound within my soul
With epithemus and the sphinx
Prometheus and the lynx
Lo, grant me thy namesake
Slayer of the pantheonic
«here i am!» blessed of the left hand
Guardian of the secrets of the forest
Grant me shining eyes and silent ways
…i have come for asherah!