Spoken Word #2

Let us pray

Our father who dwell not in heaven
But who dwelleth in the abyss
In the universal symbol of the hexagram
Positive and negative, above and below
Admonish our bodies so that we may do our will
Our father who dwell not in heaven
Give us power to smite the Christians
Give us the power to use our words as our weapons
To bring an end to the aeon of slave religions

So mode it be

For we are soldiers in a journey of times past
The great mysteries that have unveiled themselves
Like a blind person seeing for the first time
But knowing nothing but braille
Let our cause be right and fit
Even if it earns us a spot in what they call hell
Our seeds grow in your offices
In your officials and your presidents
Only by a ruling elite class
Was the seed given to those that inherit him

So mode it be

And now that you have been cleansed
Embraced by the love of Babylon through the new aeon
Only after a force of destruction may you be reborn
Be it your soul is torn and left to mourn
The scorned god of two horns
Now the formula is given
Always remember that every tree even in death has roots
And in order to grasp complete understanding of ones self
Those roots must be found
Put into a formula from deep underground
Be it a vision or be it a sound
This formula has been
And so this formula is now written and now said
So let us pray