Lyrics

When The Spirit Of All Spirits
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When the spirit of all spirits
Gently blows aloft… the sweet fragrance of the soul…
From where the voice of all voices comes forth,
The capacity for becoming … spreads along the four winds!

One ascends to this side, the other descends to that side,
The third enters between them … into the space so wide.
Two adorn themselves with three crowns, two dissolve into one,
That (then) radiates six colours, very much alike the sun,
And six more descending, to very soon … reflect of the moon…

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Six go in… to twelve, arousing twenty-two:
Three Mother letters,
Seven twofold,
Twelve common letters…
Divine begetters… of old!
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Woe to those who do not care, who even dare… to slumber unaware!
Woe to those of the very worst kind: those who ignore conscience and mind!
Woe to them, for they have no creed!
Woe to them, for who for them will plead?!

Woe to them, for they will fall into the hands of Doomah:
The keeper of the souls of the dead, the Overseer of Hell!
Dor va dor - Generation after generation, in the hottest fire they will dwell:
In sorrow and regret, in anguish and in pain,
They will scream and jerk their chain,
But it will all be in vain, for eternally they will remain
In Hell!

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