Page 60 - Microsoft Word - Belicena respaldo

O Pyrene,

Thou once gavest us

The Seed of the Cereal

To sow it in the groove of Infamy,

Killest that Created Life!

And putest into the Heart of thy Chosen Ones

The Gelid Seed of the Stone that Speaketh!

O Pyrene,

White Goddess,

Showest us the Naked Truth

By Kâlibur in thy Gaze

And we will be not Men but Gods

Of a Heart of a Frozen Stone!

Kâlibur, Thy Chosen Ones claim to Thee!

Kâlibur, Thy Chosen Ones Love Thee!

Kâlibur, Death released!

Kâlibur, Seed of Frozen Stone!

Kâlibur, Naked Truth Remembered!

All occurs quickly, as if Time had stopped. The Warm Fire of the Animal Passion
becomes Terror again. But now is a Terror with no limits what overcomes, a Terror which is
Death Itself, the Death Kâlibur of Pyrena, the Needed Death that precedes the Naked Truth.
The Chosen Ones are paralyzed in Terror and with the Heart Frozen of Fright. They
contemplate absorbed the Countenance of Pyrene while still resonates in the air the last
Kâlibur...! Of the Hierophant: The Eyes of the Goddess seem now the Doors of Another World!
A World of Infinite Blackness! a World of Essential Cold which is the Death of the Warm Life!
Can't be traversed those doors without dying of Terror: but if something overpass, such thing
lives in the Death! And if something survives to the Kâlibur Death is due to such thing
consists also in the essence of the Cold of the Infinite Blackness.
The Kâlibur Death fascinates and attracts towards a Naught which will be the Matrix of
60