Of Moon, Blood, Dream And Me
Another Enochian theme is inspired by A. Crowley's book bearing the same title, where the Beast
recorded what he saw and heard during the desert operations in 1909. The visions consitute
almost a complete map of the Astral, including the most unreachable Regions of the Spiritual.
Each vision literally sparks with intensity of expression that is powerfully impressive even to
the uninitiated and profane. The influence of Vision and the Voice can be clearly seen in all
occult masterpieces Crowley wrote after 1909, for its content summarize the Arcanas of all
mystical, mythological, and religious emblems.
recorded what he saw and heard during the desert operations in 1909. The visions consitute
almost a complete map of the Astral, including the most unreachable Regions of the Spiritual.
Each vision literally sparks with intensity of expression that is powerfully impressive even to
the uninitiated and profane. The influence of Vision and the Voice can be clearly seen in all
occult masterpieces Crowley wrote after 1909, for its content summarize the Arcanas of all
mystical, mythological, and religious emblems.
Inseminating the cunts of dozing whores
Testing the fruits of forbidden bid
Making their dreams the sperm-wet seas
Not an incubi of your infantile knowledge
Much more than you're to understand
Testing the fruits of forbidden bid
Making their dreams the sperm-wet seas
Not an incubi of your infantile knowledge
Much more than you're to understand
Much more than you will ever kill
Of moon, blood, dream and me...
Of moon, blood, dream and me...
Making the vaginas tense as the coldness touches
To leave the female race satisfied 'til death
Hurrying taste the feel
Of woman's lips clenched in sucking the juices
From Nephilim's beings, impatient as Hell itself
To leave the female race satisfied 'til death
Hurrying taste the feel
Of woman's lips clenched in sucking the juices
From Nephilim's beings, impatient as Hell itself
Really much more than you can understand
My children of Moon, you are
My children of Moon, you are
Rise to join me at the night
With head down I penetrate
Their minds before I go too deep
SUcking your lives from the chakras
Defenceless in the nightly daze
Only a few will feel my semen
With head down I penetrate
Their minds before I go too deep
SUcking your lives from the chakras
Defenceless in the nightly daze
Only a few will feel my semen
The freezing jewels real as flesh
My children of Moon they are
WIll rise soon to join their father
My children of Moon they are
WIll rise soon to join their father
Astral shapes with sin written into every more
And with love to me, who gave them wombs
Of women naked, in sleep too deep
To sense their weight and breath on hair
And with love to me, who gave them wombs
Of women naked, in sleep too deep
To sense their weight and breath on hair
While the spectres sink between the legs
Of belles dreaming their sickest dreams
My children of Moon you are
Join me!
Of belles dreaming their sickest dreams
My children of Moon you are
Join me!
Making the vaginas tense as the coldness touches
To leave the female face satisfied 'til death
Hurrying taste the feel of
Woman's lips clenched in sucking the juices
From Nehpilim's beings, impatient as Hell itself
To leave the female face satisfied 'til death
Hurrying taste the feel of
Woman's lips clenched in sucking the juices
From Nehpilim's beings, impatient as Hell itself
Really much more than you can understand
My children of Moon you are
Rise to join your father
Rise!
Your're children of me!
My children of Moon you are
Rise to join your father
Rise!
Your're children of me!