The Book of Lies lyrics

Daggers held aloft Above the heart of earth underneath Thought is disease Depraved and debauched To beget is to die The broken manifests light Cast the seed into the field of night Nature is Cruel Existence is Eternal Warfare (the Universe is but a Coffin Worm) The swollen mask mutters an Atheist's prayers Sleep with faith and wake a corpse Slaves of reason Blind under the dominion of reason In the coffin of our hopes Death still lurks Sealed in the tomb of the slain Nature is Cruel Existence is Eternal Warfare (the Universe is but a Coffin Worm) The Book of Lies is directly attributable to the text of A. Crowley of whose work, similarly titled, is the basis for the ideas presented herein. Recommendations are thusly assigned to this Tome for further illumination or A-llumination.