Apo Hsu (Apo Ching-Hsin Hsu) (Chinese: 許瀞心) is a conductor born in Taiwan and resident of both Taiwan and the United States. Hsu served as music director of the National Taiwan Normal University Symphony Orchestra and the Springfield Symphony Orchestra in Springfield, Missouri. Her past appointments include serving as artistic director of The Women's Philharmonic in San Francisco, California, and conductor of the Oregon Mozart Players in Eugene, Oregon. She has been a mentor for many young conductors on both sides of the world through her work at NTNU and at The Conductor’s Institute at Bard College in New York. Her performances have been featured in national broadcasts in the United States (on National Public Radio), Taiwan (on International Community Radio Taipei), and Korea (on Korean Broadcasting System).
Join us into hresholds of moonless light
Xekonaphim paints your worshipped wheel of flames
Incendere Magi Hortus Rosarum
Black roses, laced with silver,
are now the ashes of Heximeth
The sten stars of Assiah wonders
why the meadows are torched
The holocaust of Atu brings down the pyre of Chokmah
Chokmah fills lust into the virgin stream (silent waters)
A Heximethian spirit looks below the edge of a cliff
...and watches the thieves of serpents
(worm of the eight-fold-star)
Join us into tresholds of moonless light
Xekonaphim paints your worshipped wheel of flames
Incedere Magi Hortus Rosarum
The sun of Tipareth's circle arouses the warlock and seed
Sephiroth plants your heart to grow his oak of VITRIOL
Sepher Yetzirah is the deepest root of Atu
the sun of Tiphareth's circle dances until it falls
Tiphareth!
Your lordship is the sixth sword
that triumphs teh jagged blade
Strike it downward to a rusty point
...and burn the earth as roses burn in the meadow
"Come forth, o serpent, and take your fill of poison"
I am above you and I am inside you
My fierce eroticism is in yours
"For he is ever a sun,
and for he is the winged secret flame"
I am the snake that kissed Gehenna's own worm
I giveth knowledge and delight to the ones
Black roses, laced with silver, are now the ashes of Heximeth