'For your hair was full of roses, and my flesh was full of thorns, And the midnight came upon us worth a million crazy morns.' (Aleister Crowley)
I opened the abyss I, child of Saturn Brother of my resolutness In amatory gratification I touch the bitch's of passion
I opened the Third eye The blazing one, put on the Scarlet woman's bosom In crimson submerged 'The first blood in the cup of our lady, Babalon!' Sages whisper...and my tear
I open the heart Of Psychonaut - traveller in eternity Looking for home, I don;t own Paralysing bliss of the light I found Carezza!