Serpent Noir

Al Runa

Serpent Noir

Erotomysticism


Falling stars from the full moon night
Monday in autumn on the execution site
Semen from the hanged man has dripped to the ground
You hear barking dogs in the wilderness
A life is born in the underworld
Rooted in the cemetery soil
Mandragora, the draconian root

It is a key to secrets, to the runes of Hel
It is the potion of love and poison of death
Hyoscyamine, scopolamine, and atropine
The hanged man is criminal, but also the savior
The searcher of the concealed, the alchemist
In the womb of the prostitute the child is born
In the athanor eternal life takes form

Man has become a creator, the promise of the Serpent
But will Man handle the creation?
Nine nights Odin hung on the tree
To meet the runes and the mysteries
In the tunnels of Hel and the caves of Lilith
You can drink the nectar of Ambrosia
With Gematria and knowledge of letters

The golem is born and will serve your cause
The Daimon appears on the crossroad of Hecate
To reveal the riddle long lost to Mankind
Adul Runa, the gate of the Sphinx
Is shining bright above the two towers

We are the homunculus of God
But if we eat the fruit we will be divine
In the realm of death you find the key of life
To become a creator, to become a god
This is testimony of the noble runes
This is the truth of the Al-Runa
The truth of the Al-Runa

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