Behemoth

Praise to thee - Sabbath Goat
Rising from the smoke
Entheogenic god
Dwelt in inbetweeness
In quadriga sexualis
Thou art mysttery unveiled
On the sun we fed
Worshiiped spirit in matter descended
Through the mists ov the highest mountains led
Out ov darkness ov ignorance
Into the light ov reality
Touch and say:
"This is the flesh and blood ov mine"
Look: Atmospheric "I":
Blessed be who have seen
Fools in the slime
Their world shrills with fear
Kali Yuga: shells ov gliphoth manifest
Decline! Decline!