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The Stone
06:56
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In The Night
05:42
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In the night the time sets still
Soaked in blood, it stops to kill
In the night the soul runs dry
Waiting for the time to die
Don't ask how, don't ask why
Each hello is a goodbye
Sighs the witch, cries the crow
We're all heading down below, way down below
In the night the killer waits
Sharpened knives, laid out baits
In the night the reaper creeps
Blackened bones, satin lips
Don't ask how, don't ask when
Time's not going back again
Trust the witch, chase the crow
We're all headed down below, way down below
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Shabbathai
11:18
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"The Eyes of Pharaoh" by Aleister Crowley
Dead Pharaoh's eyes from out the tomb
Burned like twin planets ruby-red.
Enswathed, enthroned, the halls of gloom
Echo the agony of the dead.
Silent and stark the Pharaoh sate:
No breath went whispering, hushed or scared.
Only that red incarnate hate
Through pylon after pylon flared.
As in the blood of murdered things
The affrighted augur shaking skries
Earthquake and ruinous fate of kings,
Famine and desperate destinies,
So in the eyes of Pharaoh shone
The hate and loathing that compel
In death each damned minion
Of Set, the accursed lord of Hell.
Yea! in those globes of fire there sate
Some cruel knowledge closely curled
Like serpents in those halls of hate,
Palaces of the Underworld.
But in the hell-glow of those eyes
The ashen skull of Pharaoh shone
White as the moonrays that surprise
The invoking Druse on Lebanon.
Moreover pylon shouldered round
To pylon an unearthly tune,
Like phantom priests that strike and sound
Sinister sistrons at the moon.
And death's insufferable perfume
Beat the black air with golden fans
As Turkis rip a Nubian's womb
With damascened yataghans.
Also the taste of dust long dead
Of ancient queens corrupt and fair
Struck through the temple, subtly sped
By demons dominant of the air.
Last, on the flesh there came a touch
Like sucking mouths and stroking hands
That laid their foul alluring smutch
Even to the blood's mad sarabands.
So did the neophyte that would gaze
Into dead Pharaoh's awful eyes
Start from incalculable amaze
To clutch the initiate's place and prize.
He bore the blistering thought aloft:
It blazed in battle on his plume:
With sage and warrior enfeoffed,
He rushed alone through tower and tomb.
The myriad men, the cohorts armed,
Are shred like husks: the ensanguine brand
Leaps like a flame, a flame encharmed
To fire the pyramid heaven-spanned
Wherein dead Pharaoh sits and stares,
Swathed in the wrappings of the tomb,
With eyes whose horror flits and flares
Like corpse-lights glimmering in the gloom
Till all's a blaze, one roar of flame,
Death universal, locked and linked: —
Aha! one names the awful Name —
The twin red planets are extinct.
Copyright © Ordo Templi Orientis
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GOTOS
07:12
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Time
07:17
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Time erases every thing,
Pain and memories that sting,
Monuments return to sand,
Time brings all things to their end.
Slowly weary Time will pass
With his scythe and hourglass,
Drawing closer, striking true,
One day Time will erase you.
This, unless you change the scheme,
Turn the pointer widdershins,
Climb the world-ash wonder-tree
Like the agile Mercury,
Turn Time's lead obscure and old
Into bright and pure Gold,
Drink the Elixir of Life,
Arouse the splendour coiled inside,
Shoot enraptured ecstasy
Into starred Infinity.
Thus, Old Time must stand defeated
When the Great Work is completed,
Thou hast proven once again,
That there is no god but Man.
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Cultus Sabbati
06:13
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One Star In Sight
10:12
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"One Star In Sight" by Aleister Crowley
Thy feet in mire, thine head in murk,
O man, how piteous thy plight,
The doubts that daunt, the ills that irk,
Thou hast nor wit nor will to fight—
How hope in heart, or worth in work?
No star in sight!
Thy gods proved puppets of the priest.
“Truth? All’s relation!” science sighed.
In bondage with thy brother beast,
Love tortured thee, as Love’s hope died
And Lover’s faith rotted. Life no least
Dim star descried.
Thy cringing carrion cowered and crawled
To find itself a chance-cast clod
Whose Pain was purposeless; appalled
That aimless accident thus trod
Its agony, that void skies sprawled
On the vain sod!
All souls eternally exist,
Each individual, ultimate,
Perfect—each makes itself a mist
Of mind and flesh to celebrate
With some twin mask their tender tryst
Insatiate.
Some drunkards, doting on the dream,
Despair that it should die, mistake
Themselves for their own shadow-scheme.
One star can summon them to wake
To self; star-souls serene that gleam
On life’s calm lake.
That shall end never that began.
All things endure because they are.
Do what thou wilt, for every man
And every woman is a star.
Pan is not dead; he liveth, Pan!
Break down the bar!
To man I come, the number of
A man my number, Lion of Light;
I am The Beast whose Law is Love.
Love under will, his royal right—
Behold within, and not above,
One star in sight!
Copyright © Ordo Templi Orientis
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Silence & Strength Tel Aviv Yafo, Israel
In 2004, driven by a fascination with the occult, Israeli musician Stephan Friedman embarked on a quest to channel mysticism's essence through music. Mixing dark folk, ambient, industrial and electronica within conceptual albums, he aimed to transport listeners to realms beyond the ordinary, birthing Silence & Strength—the name inspired by Liber AL vel Legis. ... more
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