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I who wait and writhe and wrestle |
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With air that hath no boughs to nestle |
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My body weary of empty clasp |
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Strong as a lion and sharp as an asp |
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Give me the sign of the |
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Open Eye And the token erect of the thorny thigh |
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And the word of madness and mystery |
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Scapegoat |
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I am a man |
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Do as thou wilt as a great god can |
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I am awake |
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In the grip of the snake |
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The eagle slashes with beak and claw |
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The gods withdraw |
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The great beasts come |
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Scapegoat |
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Goat of thy flock |
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I am gold |
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I am god Flesh to thy bone - flower to thy rod |
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Thrust the sword through the galling fetter |
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With hoofs of steel |
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I race on the rocks |
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Through solstice stubborn to equinox |
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All-devourer - all-bequetter |
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And I rave |
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And I rape and |
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I rip and |
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I rend Everlasting - world without end |
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Scapegoat [From "Hymn to Pan" by Aleister Crowley] |