The Innermost Ambience

Withdrawal of every light
And its sure advancement
Thoughts stop to drone in deepest heights
Am I being spoken to?

Neglected Virgin whore wisdom
Of women, scents and the true prayer
Master the ugliest mystery and then
Body to body, lust to lust

Deus absconditus
Savior self shining
All souls are female
When his spear points down

Warfare roll striking my head
Mega Gnosis, hyper scale fall
Dark noise sudden entry
Who called this the work of beauty?

Transversed soul hierarchy
Vipers of Reasons tamed and trained
Yet prone to bite, eager to spit
Upon the fake reflected ray

Deus absconditus
Savior self shining
All souls are female
When his spear points down