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  • Текст песни Vintersorg - Fran Materia Till Ande

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    “Transformera eder till levande Filosofiska Stenar” – Dorneus

    Exoterisk var metoden som blev till kemiska förgreningar
    Pa ytan var malet att transformera kvicksilver till guld,
    Men det esoteriska ändamalet: kroppens och själens huld

    Symbolikens hemvist,
    Moder till psykologisk analys
    Driven av en ivrig animism,
    Att finna de besjälade tingens dialys

    Ande och natur der förlovade helhetstillstandet
    Dock har mangen sökt dess skatt och förlorat förstandet
    Evighetens lycka vilar I cirkulär destillation
    Likt Paracelsus tanke som Newton tog som en instruktion

    Fran materia till ande, fran tingens trysta sfär
    Jag följer elementens stigar bortom: nu och här
    För att finna ämnenas hemligheter, i yster reagens
    I kemins breda degel och skada gatans essens

    Utvecklingsprocessen av prima materia är tänd
    Jag väpnar mig mot projektionernas mästare
    ”Tills den merkuriska ormen ligger ärrad och bränd”
    Gisslad är illusionernas frestare

    Mitt Opus är fullgjort men snart sinar drömmen
    Aterskapandet av helheten maste hallas vaken
    Den lilla konjunktionen skall väckas fran dess gömmen
    Medvetandets sol slukas av den vinglösa draken

    Ur kärlen proväde ormen att fly
    För att förmörka min inre försoning
    Min ande, som nu skall stiga och gry
    Fran logosprincipens boning

    [English translation:]

    FROM MATTER TO SPIRIT

    "Transform yourselves to living Philosofical stones" - Dorneus

    Exoteric was the method which turned into chemical branchings
    At the surface the goal was to transform mercury to gold,
    But the esoteric purpose: the care of the body and the soul

    The home of symbolism,
    Mother of psychologic analysis
    Driven by an eager animism,
    To find the dialysis of the animate things

    Spirit and nature the promised state of entirety
    Yet many has sought its treasure and lost their sanity
    The happiness of eternity rests in circular distillation
    Like Paracelsus' thought which Newton interpreted as an instruction

    From matter to spirit, from the things' silent sphere
    I follow the paths of the elements beyond: now and here
    To find the secrets of the elements, in frisky reagent
    In the wide crucible of chemistry and to behold the essence of the riddle

    The evolution process of prima materia is lit
    I arm myself against the master of projections
    "Until the Mercurian serpent lies scarred and burned"
    The tempter of illusions is lashed

    My Work is fulfilled but soon the dream runs out
    The recreation of the entirety must be kept awake
    The tiny conjunction shall be awoken from its hiding places,
    The sun of consciousness swallowed by the wingless dragon

    From the vessels the serpent tried to escape
    To darken my inner reconciliation
    My spirit, that now shall ascend away and rise
    From the dwelling of the logos principle

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    "Transform yourselves into living philosophical stones " - Dorneus

    Exoteric was the method that turned into chemical ramifications
    At the surface was ground to transform mercury into gold,
    But the esoteric purpose : body and soul The home

    Of symbolism ,
    Mother of psychological analysis
    Driven by an ardent animism ,
    To find the vagaries of things dialysis

    Spirit and Nature der Promised helhetstillstandet
    However, subscriptions, pending its tax and lost the first force
    Eternity happiness rests Circular distillation
    Like Paracelsus thought that Newton took as an instruction

    From matter to spirit, silent sphere
    I follow the paths of the elements beyond : Now and Here
    To find the secrets , the frisky reagent
    In chemistry, wide pot and behold the essence

    The development of the prima materia is lit
    I arm myself against the master of projections
    "Until the mercurial serpent is scarred and burned "
    Scourged are illusions tempter

    My Opus is completed but soon dwindle dream
    Aterskapandet of the whole must be kept awake
    The little the conjunction must be brought from the treasury its
    Consciousness sun swallowed by the wingless dragon

    From the vessels tested the snake to escape
    To darken my inner reconciliation
    My spirit , which is now to rise and dawn
    Fran logosprincipens abode

    [ English translation: ]

    FROM MATTER TO SPIRIT

    "Transform yourselves to living philosofical stones " - Dorneus

    Exoteric Was The method Which turned into chemical industry insertion
    At the surface the goal was to transform mercury to gold ,
    But the esoteric purpose : the care of the body and the soul

    The home of symbolism,
    Mother of psychologic analysis
    Driven by an eager animism ,
    To find the dialysis of the animate things

    Spirit and nature the promised state of entirety
    Yet many has sought its treasure and lost Their sanity
    The happiness of eternity rests in circular distillation
    Like Paracelsus ' thought Which Newton interpreted as an instruction

    From matter to spirit , from the things ' silent sphere
    I follow the paths of the elements beyond : now and here
    To find the secrets of the elements, in frisky reagent
    In the wide crucible of chemistry and to behold the essence of the riddle

    The evolutionary process of prima materia is lit
    I arm myself against the master of projections
    " Until the Mercurian serpent lies scarred and burned "
    The tempter of illusions ice lashed

    My Work is Fulfilled but soon the dream runs out
    The recreation of the entirety must be kept awake
    The tiny Conjunction Shall be awoken from its hiding places,
    The sun of consciousness swallowed by the wingless dragon

    From the vessels the serpent tried to escape
    To darken my inner reconciliation
    My spirit , That now Shall ascend away and rise
    From the dwelling of the logos principle

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