I stand in the center of the summit sphere I wait for the sound of the clouted bell - the warning sign
This vagueness has not been named, Yet i see hands which testify the vow Exposing the uncalled, unknown and unsettled
My destinies marked!
[chorus:] I confirm vigor of the wise by stealth With this spell, non-foul, creating combustion I form the glow Of the oath, circles are blood and birth renewed How keen the free star prevails - a strike of thrust I forever reach
I seek doubled chains of orgia's durableness!
[chorus]
I'm told by the garlanded that atu and tiphareth… I'm told by the conquering they remain introducing:
The mentors of the above The forgers that speak below The savants of the numbers The solders of the circuits
[decree] I'm Aeons tenable Mark my words Of the oath Seven I'm Treasures to the stone Hear my lead In the oath Seven
