Glorior Belli - Fivefold Thought

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Come forth dawn of the Self!
Wicked power and glory bright
Hear the music of the World;
Awake, (awake!) 'O dreadful God
Thee with fervor I glorify;
From thee I draw my nature true!
Thy thousand hosts are spread
Embattled over darkened skies;
We the faithful on life feed
Lifting now thy mighty flame on high!
Thou who seek out the prophet false
To purge his kin and fallacy
Hurling him down from his towers above
As a thunderbolt to Hell!
Bestow me with power & Will
In secret lies the five-pointed splendor
With Knives & Candles I embrace
An avatar of thy greatness
Thee with fervor I commend;
From thee I draw my nature true!
I lift up my voice and all livings tremble
I unveil my face and all that liveth is no more
The WORD is broken up… There is Knowledge!