In Nomine Babalon

Thou virgin so pure, it is Thee I adore, Thou art seven in one and one in four! O mother of nature, I thee call upon; - As the moon reflects the light of the sun, We also reflect the light of the One! As each of our stars forever shines on, I raise up the cup and adore Babalon! - O Babalon! Babalon! Thou mighty mother That ridest upon the crowned Beast and no other! Drunk on the wine of Your fornication, I raise up the cup and adore Babalon! Thou art one earth, the mother of all! Thou art the womb from where man did first crawl And where he returns when his life is gone! I raise up the cup and adore Babalon! -- Lady of night with Your serpent You dance, Entwining me into a mystical trance. Your voice singing sweetly, a siren wanton; I raise up the cup and adore Babalon! The stillness of water, a lullaby sung; The truth is inverted and motionless hung On the cross of the dying god’s crucifixion! I raise up the cup and adore Babalon! --- Love one another, love without shame! Unite with each other in Her holy name! Feeling the serpent in its ascension, In Her love chant She is calling to all — The beast and the man, the great and the small. Listen within and you will hear Her beckon! I raise up the cup and adore Babalon! When all becomes No Thing, when all aeons close, When Gabriel’s golden horn finally blows, When all become two, become one, become none, I raise up the cup and adore Babalon! -- One hundred and fifty six is Her name — The number of all those who live without shame! Who carry Her message forth hither and yon I raise up the cup and adore Babalon!