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Abra-Melin
Contributed by
ArdRi79
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Monday, 15th December 2003 @ 02:39:58 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Do what thou wilt
Through temporal mists
the meaning twists
I thank my father for,
the horror, of what I am
made in his likeness what can I be,
but paternally hatefilled and rotten
eternally empty and ascended
the great beast brought low
no longer Frater Perdurabo
I will not endure
Fools, hippocrites and liers
that is my goetia
Aiwass awakened me from slumber
and this is my book of the law
through sons hands the
fathers justice is due.
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ArdRi79
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2003-12-15 14:39:58]
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Re: Abra-Melin
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by jme on
Monday, 15th December 2003 @ 04:01:00 PM AEST
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| Well written! You have a great way with words. |
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Re: Abra-Melin
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by full_blur on
Monday, 15th December 2003 @ 06:46:15 PM AEST
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| dark and powerful, your words put forth both a directed hatred and a very real suffering. beautiful and scary at the same time |
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Re: Abra-Melin
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by CrucifiedAndLeft2Die on
Friday, 16th January 2004 @ 01:46:32 PM AEST
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| Very well done, i agree you have an amazing way with words. |
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