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I. Jerusalem

Once she roamed on windless seas

The same horizon made to by seen

By her for all eternity

Once she dreamt out in the cold

How beautiful it’d be getting old

With her own fragility

She, then a creature of the night

Did hide from the sun of light

Of act and nonconformity

She imagined how tastes joy

While herself she was God’s toy

Keeping her own virginity

She, a heart of bleeding scars

And the firmament of stars

Of which she could reach none

A thousand of them in her sight

Her was the last, the death of night

When others perished and were gone

II. Athens

A messenger did appear to her

Taking her there

Where Nietzsche defeated Kierkegaard

And Crowley triumphed over Jesus

Into a rapturous state of mind

In which the pure will taught us

And there, the Prophet sang to her:

“All the fools thou shall despise

And above them all thou shall arise

‘Bove them who a great sorrow bear

For whom reality’s a dreadful ’mare

They’re They who breed pestilence

And mourn all their acts: Know hence

As sorrow’s elected by innocence

The key of joy is disobedience”

III. Rome

Cordelia!

As you now know thy most true name

Let me now teach you of glory and fame

There is no law, there is no bound

So now roam free my beloved hellhound!

IV. Babylon

If pity and compassion visit thy heart

Then you die and with you all the true art

Of joy and rapture and thousands and more

There is a veil and that veil is black

On all chaste women ye shall turn your back

Ye, who truly know the virgin and the whore

“Remember all ye that existence is pure joy; that all the sorrows are but as shadows; they pass & are done; but there is that which remains.”

– Liber Al vel Legis