Cup of Hemlock

Consternation cast up from pyre roaring; providential senate amok
Ye seminal, arte of word and sword

As auroch unto cosmos as acosmos, so then serpent unto word as a sword

Holy spirit, by the triaga immolated, dileneate your diaspora
Holy spirit, by the low left leg of the Red Dragon, dismantle the courthouses of Jove

Irridescent cadence from brilliance of tambour
Downwardly decree; bereft of sulphur ordinance
The taurictonious vow; to take of the bull
Recant even the helm of the Mitræ

Blessed peacock, thrice of Moloch, feed the Auroch root of Hemlock
Anadramoloktawshaytan!

Saraf Samael Adonai!

The craft in the circle- the adept engulfed by the Nightswork
To destroy the incumbent houses, and the regency therein

Taurus fading
Speak now the name of the olde enemy
I give you my word
If you give me the cup of Hemlock
Moloch rising!
Speak now the true name of God!
I give you my word
If you grant me the grail of Adramalech!

Imbibe the hemlock
Drink deep of manbain