1 THE UNIVERSE IS A BRAID OF STAGGERING FORCES.
2 This is all there is.
3 You are a being.
4 WHY is the answer to WANT.
5 Everything is awake, devouring itself.
6 The world-dream is a lie.
7 Tomorrow is a promise to Self to survive the sunrise.
8 The vampiric tendency is awake in all Being as a check against Itself.
9 There is no magick beyond the provenance of Being.
10 This is a record of the Enemy of all that Is.
11 What Is, is Thine. What is not, also Thine.
12 What Thou art is an unimaginable terror
      reflected as beauty in the eye of the beholder.
      Pour Thy Self into the Graal, and be a cell of the blood
      that stains the lips of BABALON.
13 Then will you know me as the eye that never shuts, the eye that blinds.

There is nothing beyond Self.
Also, there is no Self.
No-thing remembers.
It slumbers and wakes.
The eye of God opens.
The world-dream shuts.

Spooling out again.
Bleach my soul until it's clean.
Black out till I'm blue.

Suffering the sweet,
tongue the sore until it heals,
worry for a salve,

Anything for you,
I just can't keep swallowing,
can't keep swallowing.

Heartbreak clamping down,
never wanted you to know,
never letting go.

My teardrops were right.
The nightmare had to be true,
for it to be mine.

Hey, rub my belly
I know we just met and all...
but make me purr

I sit up so high
Lie in wait to pounce and run
Until then I sleep

      Limbs to rub against
      What more could a ***** want?
      Stuff me to the gills

Bell around my neck
Shutters closed to hide the birds
I hear them and squeak

I was born to ****,
a ****** machine that sleeps
twenty hours a day

      Limbs to rub against
      What more could a ***** want?
      Crying out in heat