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Given to crescent moon / Chaldean echoes of spectral gloom / Like a pen pal of the gods / No horns no reply Flowers of sorcery / Like pearls before the swine / Defying space and time / Sez the pineal gland of mine Like, Given to dreaming witches' lie / It's sweet to close your weary eyes / Given to pentacles and more / Drunk with the blood of the whore Gimme some Metatron / Damn my immortal soul / But show me something that I don't know / Gimme some Metatron Given to waning moon / Septuagint whispers of impending doom / Cautes and Cautopates / A shit load of bad ass deities / Wore out my shovel / Burying monsters where they popped up / And it's OK / Doesn't matter anyway For Babalon above / For Babalon below Gimme some Metatron