Aion Of Drakon

Time, the three-faced mistress
Is waiting on the threshold
To disappear

When the realm of eternity is
Descending from the mouth of nox
Take away the veil of isis,
Pass through the womb of hel

Cut the silver cord
With the scythe of thantifaxath
The spider web of time
Covers the cavern of the most holy

The sulphurous breath of drakon
Your intoxication
Your elixir of life