Risen from Below - Sabbath Assembly

Raising its horns

Proudly lifting

The hooves

In denial of decay

The moon like a white rose glares

Flowers of fear

Fertility like a shadow

Fading crimson

My memories

The sun falls and the world grows dim

'Tell us, how will our end come?'

‘Have you found your beginning

That you are looking for the end?

The end is where you started'

'Tell us, how will our end come?'

‘You who stand at the beginning —

You will know the end

And not taste death.'+

Birth is pain-filled

Death is rebirth

Like a bloom withers at night

Sleep until the moon and stars die

The Pentagram, engraved and luminous

A Word of Truth, the Night Star

Burns aside the Invisible

Mystery, the Shadow of the Night

From the Earth is drawn the blood that’s Risen From Below

+Gospel of Thomas, Logia 18