Nereid tide of Neptune’s Rudra astride of Ursus Minor A cerebral cord is torn a universe of opposites is born Within a serpent Sun thirteen Gods to witness unable to sworn
A line of Stars and a conquest of Eternity to align The Constellations beyond the moons of Mars O Harlot of Harlots beseech my dream and ignite the fires astride my grave The fires astride my monuments
O Mother of all Abominations Thou canine spider of Canaan rip my heart and break the ribs Form the Sigil of Neptune O Reptile mistress Sink thy Cuspids and fill me with your lucid Venom
Lord of Gehennah I ride the chariot of the sun For I hath become the bringer of the Light I hath become Neptune’s Son Worshipped and adored, as the ultimate adversary Breed of Pan and spawn of Sobek the centuries I wield aside my grasp To invoke Kings As formless shades to life The Moon of Nereid is risen before me, to ignite my Eye
O Rudra Rudra Bhudeva O Rudra Rudra Gurudeva O Neptune Rudra Sanatana
Form this Gate of before Me Grant me Entrance to the paths beyond the tides of Nereid Mahesha! Rudraksha! The Voice of Chaos I Hath Become
