Rites of Geburah

Tomorrow, yesterday-through all times past

If was the dawn of magic - forever it will last.

The sorcerer the magus, and rite priest

- About them flames the pentagram

The fire of the old

All the summon power

Through rituals they've been told.

In solitude where no man tread

They praise the Tree of Life...and the dead.

Flesh behind - astral mind

Now on flight towards

The fifth great branch of GEBURAH

Strengthened by the light

Of the celestial warrior

The five wings spread wide - outshining the sun.

The Ritual of the Pentagram has begun!

Endless perfection of Sumerian age

Geometrical gate of the Ancient Ones

Water and earth, lire and air

All culminate - in omnipotent Spirit.

Sun worship, grounding the power

Tip pointing high

Two feet on ground

Symbol of fertility

Number of divinity

Turn the tip down

Hear darkness sound - the coming of witches

The Goatlord grins

His facial form - burnt into the flesh of virgins.

Free Man of Cosmos

Spread your arms and legs

Step naked into the Pentagram

Become one with it - with All

Obtain mastery of Fate's call!