Praise to thee - Sabbath Goat
Rising from the smoke
Entheogenic god

Dwelt in inbetweeness
In quadriga sexualis
Thou art mysttery unveiled


On the sun we fed
Worshiiped spirit in matter descended

Through the mists ov the highest mountains led
Out ov darkness ov ignorance
Into the light ov reality


Touch and say:
"This is the flesh and blood ov mine"

Look: Atmospheric "I":
Blessed be who have seen


Fools in the slime
Their world shrills with fear
Kali Yuga: shells ov gliphoth manifest

Decline! Decline!

Beyond the dead words

Going across the gnostic waste
Drifting in infinite experience
From Nowhere to Nowhere

In the dreams ov eld heard we atavistic chant:
Zos Kia Cultus: Nagual-Hoor-Lam
Certainty, not faith

Instinct - desire - and will!
Naught in all, all in naught


Touch and say:
"This is the flesh and blood ov mine"
Look: Atmospheric "I":

Blessed be who have seen

By the Fire and Force

I command thee, spirits ov the deep
Thoughts - theriomorphic shades
Creep and obey me!

Demons - perfected dissolution
"In non - atomic fact ov universality"
This is my sweet solitude