The Seed Ov I

[Glory unto the Scarlet Woman, Babalon the Mother of Abominations, that rideth upon the Beast, for she hath spilt their blood in every corner of the earth and lo! she hath mingled it in the cup of her whoredom."
Aleister Crowley]

from the top ov the highest mountain
prior to descent, my fall for Thee
my weapon is silence
I, bringer ov light to burn this [bad word] Eden down!

behold! I rise from primal silence
as a storm [bad word] dismal shores ov Acheron
my weapon is violence
from the mud ov the earth
back to the womb ov Babalon!

sink in the stream ov woe
Acheron!
rise above the eyes ov god
Necromanteion!

I am the oracle
I am the grace ov god
I am the stream ov woe
I am wrath from above

from Neptunian realm arisen
Babylon the great i praised
with the voice ov silence
I called the genii ov the heights and depths

I came down as raging Mars
as volcanic fire god
totality and I are one
in the absence ov light
infinite I shall [bad word] 
sink in the stream ov woe
Acheron!
rise above the eyes ov god
Necromanteion!