Novemportis Lyrics

Novem Portis. From where stood nothing. I'll erect an edifice and declare: "nine gates, open!" And my thoughts will abcise like semen in a cervix baptized to fertilize fermanent with the filament of the shattering casius. Ireous Nexious, let us tear aside the scarlet drape, and see the face of this leper Jehovah! Lord of death, of flesh, of sin, of will, of lord of death. Ad Infinitum. Amen.

Their tapestries are all woven from roots of aconite and their pews are carved from ivy brances. All their prayers are thorns in the crown of their lord, and their very being is spice in the spearwound. I bring not tidings of peace, betwixt the minds of men but a sword. And with it I draw the great dividing line. As a flaming circle surrounded I declare contentment. As I may strike in any direction.

Tuba mirum spargens sonum
Per sepulchra regionum,
Coget omnes ante thronum.
Novem portis, adon olam!