Space and time are one devices Millenniums of enlighted minds Tried to conceive the absolution But every creation leads to an end Every beginning is doomed to decay Futile existence to conquer the Throne of Nothingness They are the seven uncreated formless daemons of the apocalypse Seven serpents – seven shells of eternal gestation Procuring humanity the gift of the unexistence They are the Zephyrus blowing human hopes away They are chained in hidden shells over the skies Fed by abysses of frustration Constantly growing into the Uncreation They are the Holy Snake They are the Unholy Dragon The furious beasts bringing plagues Seven and One Nihility made flesh Awaking the seven serpents! "Adad-Jahad! Amon-Jahad! Irra-Jahad! Namrat-Jahad! Nunn-Jahad! Beuu-Jahad! Nergal-Jahad!" Will be your last evocation Onsets became prophecies