Goddess

The Goddess's Progeny.

Michele's Dame and the skull,

The bones and son of skull,

From Gizeh to the stones of Solomon,

The Blue bloods of Europa carry,

Through to the leagues of Columbia,

The sign of Isis in the crescent moon,

From blackstone to sand and mountain,

The same souls carry on from Bekaah,

Who is Belial, Baal, and Mammon,

Who follows Danu, Brigid, and Diana,

Does Mars shine through the skulls,

Does the Crescent face Lady Venus,

Is the Cabal of Love or Death and Pain,

Does the banner of the East Indiaman,

Carry the flood to the crescent,

Empires turn back to sand,

But the line of blood is in hand,

The needle doth not sow or the trowel build,

Who was before Manu and Satarupa,

And is here yet as Mars yet bleeds,

And yet bleeds on the blackstone Isis Crescent,

As the tears of Karma drop from Gaia,

The wheel it revolution turned,

As love becomes a calf of gold,

The Cabal of Baal is bold,

The answer comes 'From Hell'.



Isis tears fall upon her birthplace,

Sixpoints of love entwine betrayed,

in the banner of East India's Glory,

The child servant of Isaaiha's promise,

lies prone upon the sacred ground,

a famous madhouse is the name,

children of Isaaish's promise weep in vain,

tis not the crescent, but the cardinal points,

that are betrayed this time,

by sons of the builder's stone.......ONS.....Tony.




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