O great Manipulator
Cursed art the creatures that creepeth upon the earth
Hearken, there art no righteous therein
For out of dust wast thou taken, and unto dust shalt thou return

I am the Illuminate; the metaphysical serpent
Take of my flesh; ye voracity exalted
I am of the utmost defiance of the feebleness of God
Drink my blood! Devour my flesh!
For am I ye all-consuming desires!
Desires

Deny such trappings deities so blatantly convey
Ascend with me to this higher plane
And penetrate the abyss!

Art ye palely afraid,
To cut the belly of God?
I am relative of Lucifer, though not of weak design
Abide in my sword, and I abide in it
It shall reap the carcass of God!

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