Like the Serpent

Blessed are those Spirits from the Air
 Who came unto Me to Posses my Mind
 So that I could write these Lines
 Black is the Lodge
 Which undress The Magdalene
 Highly pure is the most precious Blood
 That we drink from
 Ghastly are the Wings that appear
 From the Shadows of the Night
 Ghostly are the Hands which seek the Wise
 Because there is no Innocence
 In the Holy Kingdom of Unknowable Light
 There is no Law ruling the Earth
 And no Sin that does not claim Redemption
 Children being Sacrificed to the Ancient Gods
 Brothers and Sisters having Sex
 In the Sight of the Father
 Both Male and Female
 United in Blood Ecstasies
 Under the Purple Candlelight
 The Trial By Fire!
 When the Grail of Three
 Awaits to be filled in Cold Gloom
 As in the Oldest Times
 And the Christ be the Serpent of the Beginning
 And the Angel of Light breathes the Dust of Men
 At the End of the World
 You Shall See
 And Behold thy Horror!
 Witness Thy Beauty after it burns your eyes
 There is no Good and Evil
 But the Quest for Light that will set us Free!
 Darkness shall finally overcome the Sun
 And Peace finally be unto you
 Fools! those who pretend to be Mighty
 By accepting the Law of Men
 Fools! those who follow God and no Other
 Fools! those who search in the Light of Violence
 And feed themselves with Fear and Superstition
 Fools! those who Keep the Faith in Dead Idols
 Or trust the Path of Salvation
 Oh Yes!
 Fools! all those who have Faith without Wisdom
 And Fools all those
 Who follow the Lamb of God!
 When They Could Be Wise
 Like The Serpent!