Triangular Tattvic Fire - Melechesh

I see the Sylphs in my stunned mind

The right-side triangle turns upside down

A circle of stellar blue sterilizes my system

As images have Paralda come and go

The animal of the ether, the oval of the Sphynx’s eye

Has reflected light outside of the triangular axis

I hear the renewal of a vacuumed, swallowed void:

Time spirals downward, projective, redemptive

The thought of a triangular, Tattvic fire

Is scarlet like smoke from the Djinn’s lamp garnet

Perhaps stars and desert plains are equally desolate

And like the fire, solar and forsaken

So I lionize your names

So I listen to your words

So I arraign to your nerves

So I lionize your names

So I listen to your words

So I redirect your seal

Back to the Intelligence

The animal of the ether, the oval of the Sphynx’s eye

Has reflected light outside of the triangular axis

The thought of a triangular, Tattvic fire

Is scarlet like smoke from the Djinn’s lamp, garnet

Perhaps stars and desert plains are equally desolate

And like the fire, solar and forsaken

So I lionize your names

So I listen to your words

So I arraign to your nerves

So I lionize your names

So I listen to your words

So I redirect your seal

Back to the intelligence