Turning, and turning in the widening gyre,
The Magickian longs 2 C,
The Centre cannot hold;
Things Fall Apart -
One chants out between 2 Worlds,
mere anarchy is loosed upon The World,
The Best are full of shame and doubt,
while The Worst are seized with a furious intensity,
Fire, Walk with Me.
What rough beast is this?
It's hour come round at last,
slouches towards Bethlehem, To Be Born....
I'll cut You with my Death Bag !!
You may think I've gone insane,
But I promise You -
"I WILL KILL AGAIN"
Wer mit Ungeheuern kämpft, mag zusehn, dass er nicht dabei zum Ungeheuer wird.
Und wenn du lange in einen schwarz Rekord blickst, blickt der schwarz Rekord auch in dich hinein.
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