| Come ye Sons of Celestial Fire, — Descend as of Olde!
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| To mix your seed with mortal kind and sire unlawful progeny divine
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| As unto Qayin, at crossed-roads three, the bloodline of wisdom, pass unto me
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| For with this, my sacrifice, self unto Self, I am led
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| Into the Witching Fire of Tubal-Qayin!
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| Come ye Daughters of Ancient Night, arise and behold!
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| The path of the Blessed Serpent bright, — Fallen from heavn’s black light
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| As unto Calmena, at crossed roads three, — The bloodlin of wisdom, pass unto me
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| For with this, my sacrifice, self unto Self, I am led
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| To imbibe the envenomed Graal of Lilith!
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| «In the brazen Citadel, in the Hall of Flames
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| I call upon Thee, Goat-Angel of the Golden Horns
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| Master of the Primal Fire, Azazel-Qayin, appear in Thy brilliance!
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| O flame breathing Daemon and Wizardly Smith
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| Who forgest the iron weapons of victorious liberation
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| Hearken to me, who am of thy cunning seed, the hidden house of Azazel!»
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| From the bellow’s breath, the flame is born, that tempers the blade,
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| forged by the Lord
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| The hammer strikes to shape the blade true, through furnace and flame born anew
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| Wielded now with steady left hand, to pierce the hearts of woman and man
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| All Hail, Sword of Judgment, cut to the core, strike fear in your enemies,
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| sword of war!
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| Rise, O flame, ever higher, burn to ashes all within this pyre
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| At the Forge of Tubal-Qayin
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| Come ye children of forgotten Gods born, recall what was told!
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| The promise made in gardens of Eld, when with the Wise Serpent, converse was
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| held
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| As with Seth, upon the Olde Serpent’s Tree, the fourth road of wisdom,
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| shall set me free
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| For with this my sacrifice, self unto Self, I am led
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| To embrace Death, the Master’s revelation!
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| A conflagration of All, yet within detritus most foul arises
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| A crown and a might beyond Law!
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| Unum adversas omnia, the Opposer’s path revealed
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| All-Otherness resolved and in one thing sealed |