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