Born from a dream to create a reality,
We are absolved
Of effete morality.
And through deliberate
Transgression
Is hallowed essence revealed.
The destruction
Of purity,
The destruction
Of worthlessness,
Though mighty and glorious and terrible,
Is but the pennon upon the sacred lance of the Will.
It is written in the Book of the Law that this deep,
Mysterious secret
Is a sacrament of the Will,
And to profane it is the greatest offense.
The shocking evils
Which we all deplore
Are principally
Due to the perversions
Ennobling presence
Exposes my weakness.
And we expire
In boundless bliss.
All and None in One.
