Far, far I go from the eyes of men Far, far I go from the ears of the profane Who call Him falsely 'the Devil' With rabid hunger I beseech Thee, Hearken! To Thee art directed my most sincere orisons, For my belief comes from Thy seed And it expands from my heart's Deepest centre, to the farthest horizon. Within the temple that my skull is The Serpent cometh and saith: "Fear not, be brave! This path is crooked and steep, But the retribution is, oh, so high and great!" Oh, Moon most bright, oh Moon most dark With open heart to this journey I now embark To fields by night I go, through forests and murky trails To increase my body of light, and make one of phallus and kteis. Oh light, shin into this night I draw you from the Stars, To the centre of the Earth Stars to Earth, Stars to Heart From my brow unto my nave! From one hand unto the other To infinity in all directions Grant me power and protection! This Road has to be walked The Torch has to be borne Until all chains are Shattered And my soul free from thorns. So mote it be!