d the senses readily receive the scent of prey
The shepherds fear its madness and their lambs do flee
For they know a secret: She is the wolf - The wolf is she!

Roaming the night
In splendour profound
Revel in delight
By darkness abound

Graceful thy cruelty
Ruthless the claw
Crowned with a beauty
That none can withdraw

A gold-horned moon hung high - her blood began to flow
Ordained to be a mortal sin - phenomenon from head to toe
Jewel-crowned huntress - mother of all
What secret spell did her enthral?
Human nature - wolf at heart
Who seized that fire? Whose work of art?

Roaming the night
In splendour profound
Revel in delight
By darkness abound

Graceful thy cruelty
Ruthless the claw
Crowned with a beauty
That none can withdraw

A gold-horned moon hung high - her heart began to beat
with the fire of her eyes no ember could compete
Her sinews twisted fury - desire's her portray
and her senses readily receive the scent of prey
She is the wolf - the wolf is she!


3. The Demon Of The Mire

In the murk of the firs and depth of the ponds
a nameless horror did swell
From whence it came and whither it shall go
not the wisest man could tell
Just one shuttered light through the darkness shines
a lonesome hut at the fetid moor...
It is filled with fright and with hopeless whines
from a boy, young and pure

Wind howls - evil prowls
at the chamber door
Fog rolls - dead souls
in the dark galore

Wood crack - pitch black
at the chamber door
Swamps brew - clouds spew
in the dark galore

It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore
Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore
Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore
The boy it did consume, forever he will dwell
in the malice of his doom...

Wind howls - evil prowls
at the chamber door
Fog rolls - dead souls
in the dark galore

Wood crack - pitch black
at the chamber door
Swamps brew - clouds spew
in the dark galore

It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore
Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore
Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore
It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore


4. Introduction

["The Black Pharaoh Trilogy" Part 1]

Hail! The Black Pharaoh!


5. Part I: The Shining Trapezohedron

["The Black Pharaoh Trilogy" Part 2]

An ancient shining crystal of non-euclidian form
Made of no earthly matter in a primal cosmic storm
It flew amongst the chaos in a time before the light
Until it reached these planes in the foulest of all nights
To the ice we call Antarctic it was brought
and treasured there and the secret of Lemuria
could not withstand its stare
It had sunken with Atlantis to the deepest of the sea
And now the greed of Khem's merchants at last sold it to me

Shine! The starry light may
Shine!
So wisdom shall be mine
from all space and time
Shine!

O haunter of the dark
My soul shall now be thine
Thy knowledge must be mine
I gazed into its window and saw the three lobed burning eye,
The titan blur on black wings - Now I am it and it is I !
Black Pharaoh they call me though Nephren Ka's my name
And amongst the folk of the Nile
I spread my poison reign


6. Part II: The Vault Of Nephren-Ka

["The Black Pharaoh Trilogy" Part 3]

In a valley of no sound, buried under desert ground,
enclosed by night without one star lies the vault of Nephren-Ka
Where isolation dies alone, an ancient deathless does throne
Shun by the light of Amun-Ra, that is the vault of Nephren-Ka

It calls... And calls...

This Nether-Netherworld is crowned by rotten sorcery abound
Where on old bones the ghoul-fiends gnaw
In the vault of Nephren-Ka
And the unsound fingers still grasp a crystal by its will
Bedded on an ill altar
The remains of Nephren-Ka


7. The Eldrich Beguilement

In the veil of the night I wandered about at the bole of a tree it did light
I deemed it a stone at first glance, no doubt something in me was lured by its sight
First feeble and dim but then it did shine in the shade and the colours of gold
Thither I hurried, no longer I strolled
Methought it was something divine
Firmly I grasped and now i beheld
No precious did someone bequeath, I tossed it from me and terribly yelled
...a skull with a golden teeth!
First feeble and dim but then it did shine in the shade and the colours of gold
That thing of aghast it rolled and it rolled till it stopped at one place of malign

Led by a dream
by light deceived
Light-hearted I strolled
through the night

But what the horror
of that ghastly thing?
It is just a burial site...

God may know why I frantically graved, where that death's head
did cover the ground - but what did I see!
Unsound and depraved, my remains and their burial mound

But the horror
of that ghastly thing
did show me my burial site


8. Evil Is Of Old Date

From the ice of the poles to the dry lands in the south
It was written on old scrolls or has been spread
by word of mouth
In the forests of the old world, it crawled among the mist
and in the desert dunes, its legends could persist

Evil is of old date
You should learn
To set ablaze its fire...
Let it burn!

Evil is of old date
Let us praise
Its glaring myth
we set a ablaze!

In primordial bogs and mires it dwelled without form
but still it is far older it is the dark's firstborn
What to some is evil to others is a strive for glory,
inspiration - our impetus of life


9. By Our Brotherhood With Seth

Thou, dweller of the nightsky whose voice is thunder and storm,
thy allies are chaos and glory, thy realm is darkness adorn
Thou, slayer of apophis who died a thousandfold death
Bringer of light - blessing and bane

Six is thy number,
thy name is Seth

Adversary of the onesided
Grant us thy magical will
Great is thy power - ferocious thy wrath
Thy brilliant endeavour - we shall fulfill

Seth Io!
The old typhonic beast
Seth Io!
To thee we are sworn...

By our brotherhood with Seth sacred to us
is thy glorious strife!
Patron of rebellion!
The great Horus Eye - it is ours...
By our brotherhood!