156 – Babalon and the Beast

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I’m not a poet by any means, but sometimes I find it easiest to get my thoughts and theories out onto paper in a poetic format, free formed and all. (Edited: 8.24.17)

 

BABALON!

Daughter of Fortitude

And bride of Chaos

You are indeed a living flame

The blackened embers

Ever burning in His eyes

 

Lawless blood is the pulse of His machine

This war engine which was promised

Now reaches forth in all directions

As a spiders web

In clear echo of She

Who inspires Him

 

As Inanna on Her ascent

She comes forth

And Hell comes with Her

We are many tribes under one banner:

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And we are Legion

 

John’s revelation

Was not of the worlds end,

But of our return

We are the wild hunting party of the dead

The many-headed Hydra

Born of shining blood

As it was declared:

Your time is NOW!

Our time is NOW!

 

As Man and Lady

As Whore and Devil

As God and Goddess

You both preside over this frenzied Sabbath

Of witches and warriors

Of all who spat in the face of the tyrannical archon

And his poisonous church

 

As Esther have I been

Heeding the secret words of Marduk

To wrap the noose of my King

Around the traitorous neck of Haman

And so as Salome you dance

Those mysterious seven veils

To harvest the head of the Baptist

With Qalmana’s holy sickle

 

This is indeed a new Aeon

And we,

The Crowned and Conquering children

Are lighting the path as Lucifer’s

With the flames of wicker men burning

4 thoughts on “156 – Babalon and the Beast

    1. Lol I hadn’t looked at it in that light but thank you =)

      You know, that last line about wicker men kept bringing a song to mind but I wasn’t sure what it was, I couldn’t remember any other lyrics or even who it was by. Looks like there’s a similar lyric in Cradle of Filth’s “Medusa and Hemlock”, so maybe that’s what I was thinking of.

      “In the Samhain mist
      We lay in welcome by the western gate
      With the five fold kiss
      For every soul returning
      From the fecund abyss
      Where nature’s travesties congregate
      With a stone cold wish
      To see the wicker man burning”

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