Liber XLIX

<p>God take me now Hide my soul from the shadow But don´t leave her body Laid on dirt. Don´t leave her name to be unheard.</p><p>"As I become an abyss &amp; A temple for the weak and frail, Lift me, babylon &amp; holy grail To begin a new genesis."</p><p> “Thou hast called me, oh accursed and beloved fool My joy is the joy of eternity, And my laughter is the drunken laughter Of a harlot in the house of ecstasy.” ("Scream my name to fill me with life")</p><p>Oh, and something grotesk is looking through the glass... Something old trying to pass The man has become... The sleeper as awaken From the surface of imperfection.</p><p>"Come. I´ll show you the anatomy of my skin All the deep silence that crawls within From the lust that was left to die. The morningstar brilliantly silent Above a lost titan´s cry..."</p><p>This beast of venomous brilliance - A spear of light from the tomb of christ - Comes forth in all it´s might As I look into the mirror of deliverance. Une nouvelle decadence Cadence des rythmes du soleil.</p><p>"Shy away Don´t turn your face to me Go and shy away Rebuild yourself from the ashes"</p><p>Rise between the mountains Rise between ego &amp; soul Temper my flesh with your taste, Seven vessels for me to waiste</p><p>Time is ticking away Into a kingdom of dismay Can you dig enough into the blood That lays in your godless hands?</p><p>Silence! The gates are closed. The gates are trembling Under the vibration of our voices. Let my flesh become stone A temple white as bone I open the gates of east, south, west &amp; north I open this world to thee, babylon My body, an eschaton A watchtower of lust</p>