Lyrics Ritual 777 - Twin Temple

Ritual 777

[Alexandra Mariel Lee &
Louisianna Purchase
«Babalon is known as the scarlet woman, the mother of abominations,
the sacred whore.
Seven are her names and seven are the lambs beside her bed.
She is guarded by seven swords and in her grail are seven streams of blood.
Seven are the heads of the beast whereon she rides: the head of a sinnr,
the head of a saint, the had of a poet, the head of adultery, the head of vow,
the head of a satyr and the head of a lion serpent
In her left hand she holds the reins and the passion that unites her and the
seven headed beast, in her right hand she holds the grail aflame with carnal
pleasure and death and in her cup are mingled the elements of the sacrament,
of the eon
She is bathed in the foam of the sea and drinks libations of blood.
Seven letters has her unholy name.
Seven points has her star.
Seven are the
seals upon the ring that is on the forth finger of Babalon and it is these
seals upon the tomb of those who she has slain for around her waist she carries
the sword which she weals to shatter bone and crush skulls, to swallow souls,
to rage against unspeakable wrong and spill their blood in tribute
We ask that you join us, oh Babalon, Astarte, Isis, Ishtah, Kali!
Lend us your fearsome powers, help us destroy opression and shame
Great creatoress, we ask that you birth within us self liberation and
empowerment, grant us dominion over ourselves to rule over our own bodies,
our sexuality and our imagination
To be initatied into the mysteries of Babalon you must cross the abyss,
the great wilderness of nothingness and disillusion, you must free yourself
from the meaningless world of illusion.
Babalon awaits upon the other side of
this abyss.
You must give yourself to her, you must pour your blood into her
grail to be reborn for Babalon gathers up every spirit that is worthy and
weaves them into her vast dress of flame for she is the mighty sorceress and
the lust of the spirit
By her dancing she gathers for her mother Nuit the heads of all who are
baptized in the waters of life.
Those adepts that partake in her feast shall
know truth
Louisianna Purchase, are you ready to cross the abyss and spill your blood?"
I am ready.
«Then please, repeat these, your oaths after me: Io Babalon!»
Io Babalon!
«I hail thee.»
I hail thee.
«Lend me your powers…»
Lend me your powers…
«…to end guilt.»
…to end guilt…
«…and shame.»
…and shame.
«To end patriarchy…»
To end patriarchy…
«…and opression.»
…and opression.
«Free from the binds of ignorance…»
Free from the binds of ignorance…
«…from the world of illusion…»
…from the world of illusion…
«…and lead me through the abyss…»
…and lead me through the abyss…
«…into your arms.»
…into your arms.
«I pour my blood into your unholy grail.»
I pour my blood into your unholy grail.
«In nomine Babalon!»
In nomine Babalon!
«Lousianna, your oaths are complete.
You’re born as the babe of the abyss.
You now know truth and are free from disillusion.
Now drink from the chalice
of Babalon herself
Babalon rises!
Glory unto the scarlet woman Babalon, the mother of abominations,
she who rides upon the seven headed beast, the sacred whore, for she has spilt
our blood in every corner of the Earth and she has mingled it in the cup of her
whoredom.
With her breath and kisses has she fermented the wine.
It has become the wine of the sacrament, the blood of the Sabbath and in this
unholy assembly she has poured her blood for her initiations and we have become
drunk upon it so that we may know truth.
Thus are we made worthy to become
partakers of the mystery of mysteries of her unholy vessel and the blood that
is life
So she sits from age to age and the righteous are never weary of her lust and
by her murders and fornications she seduces the world and ushes in the new eon
In nomine Babalon!"