Kathaarian Life Code - Satyricon

Desert… night…

Coyotes feel the cold wave of the dark

Red eyes eat through

The vast nocturnal landscape

A strong light — the only light

This is where he made sculptures

From the visions that created the force

Baphomet in steel for the flesh of cain

A throne made by remains

Of 12 holy disciples

New disciples rose,

One by one, ten by ten

All met under the desert moonlight

Knowledge fired across the landscape

Sparks that mixed with coyote eyes

Diabolic forces in a ceremonial union

And each beast of the land

Took it’s own way in living

(the) seven forbidden things

Were eternally desecrated

Kathaaria was built — world without end