BLACK PILGRIMAGE from BLACK PILGRIMAGE by OLD THRASHERS REUNION

UNKNOWN GOD

HALLOWEEN 1936
FROM THE EAST COME REVELATION STEEDS
MOJAVE NATIVITY
FOR THE BEAST 666

I LIT THE CANDLE FOR THE WHOLE WORLD TO SEE
SOME WAY TO CARRY US BEYOND HUMANITY
THE BLACK BROTHERHOOD WANTS TO SNUFF OUT YOU AND ME

I AM A GOD OF GREEK FIRE
I AM A SHOT ACROSS THE SKY
INTO THE SERPENT OF THE NIGHT
I AM RA GOING DOWN TO DIE

McCARTHY’S TRIAL CONDEMNED ME AS A RED
THE LAPD TRIED TO GET INSIDE MY HEAD
ALL THE PROPHESIES FROM THE EGYPTIAN BOOK OF THE DEAD



WE ARE THE WITCHCRAFT

INNOCENTS OUT OF SEASON
WATCHING THE BLIND CATTLE IN CHAINS
THERE IS ONLY REASON
AND THE GLOW OF THE CHATTEL IN FLAMES

DOCTOR DEE AND ME ARE SCRYING THROUGH THE GLASS
FROM THE BEGINNING OF THE PAST
WE ARE THE WITCHCRAFT

IN CHINA AND THE YUCATAN
WE DANCED IN THE SACRED GROVES OF GREECE
IN KANSAS AND KURDISTAN
AWAITING THE FALL OF CHRISTIANITY

OUR HANDS WERE ON THE OLD STONE CIRCLES,
MONOLITHS, AND THE DRUID OAK

WE SANG THE FIRST HUNTING SONGS
WHEN HUMANITY STOOD NAKED AND AWOKE

WE WERE GUARDIANS AGAINST THE DARKNESS
RUNNING WITH THE WOLVES WHEN THEY CALL
WE WERE HELPERS OF THE LEFT HAND PATH
WATCHING EGYPT RISE AND FALL

WE SANG THE CRADLE SONGS
COMFORTED FROM THE TERROR IN THE SMOKE
OUR WAY IS THE SERPENTS UNDERBRUSH
OUR KNOWLEDGE IN THE EYES OF GIRLS AND GOATS


THUNDER PERFECT MIND

I AM BLACK AND I AM BLEAK
WITH OLD DISASTERS
I WAS A BEAUTY
BUT NOW AM LESS
ALL THE PALE AND PETTY MASTERS
THAT LEAVE YOU IN THE WILDERNESS

ANYTIME YOU SEE THE SIGN
FOURTY NINE
THUNDERING PERFECT MIND

WHEN WE WANDER IN THE NIGHT OF PAN
ON THE COLD ARROYO SAND
TRIBULATION TIMES AT HAND
WE STILL WAND’RING THE NIGHT OF PAN


PHARAOH'S CHARIOT

PHARAOH'S CHARIOT IS BREAKING FREE
TO THE HIGHEST STARS OF HEAVEN
INITIATION INTO THE REALM OF GODS
AND THE STARS POINTED SEVEN

THIS AINT NO HY
THIS AINT NO MOSES
THIS AINT NO FIFTEENTH DYNASTY

BEHOLD THE ANKH GLOWING IN YOUR DESTINY
HEAR IT CALLING FROM THE TOMB
IN THE SONG OF EGYPTIAN MYSTERIES
BEHOLD THE SACRED MUSHROOM

THIS AINT NO CRUCIFIX
THIS AINT NO ROMAN HOLY SEE
THIS IS THE SACRED NARCOTIC
THIS IS BREAKING FREE

THIS IS MY NATION
ALONG THE NILE
MY ILLUMINATION
CAN BE SEEN FOR MILES
YOU ARE MY NEGATION
THIS IS MY TRIAL
THE PYRAMIDS ARE PATIENT
AS MY MYSTERIES BEGUILE


BABALON IS A SEVENFOLD STAR

WHY IS THE FACE OF GOD TURNED GREY?
AND HIS ANGELS ALL GROWN WHITE?
WHAT IS THIS TERRIBLE STAR
THAT BURNS DOWN THE CRIMSON NIGHT?

O POPES AND KINGS AND LITTLE GODS
ARE SICK AND SAD AND WAN
TO SEE THE CRIMSON STAR THAT BURSTS
LIKE BLOOD UPON THE DAWN

WHAT IS THE BEAUTY FLAMES SO BRIGHT
ATHWART THE AWFUL DAWN?
SHE’S TAKEN FLESH, SHE IS COME TO JUDGE
THE THRONES YE RULE UPON

PRIESTS HAVE CLUTCHED HIS ROBE
BLOOD STAINED HIS LINEN GOWN
VICTIMS OF HIS BROKEN HELL
TO DRAG HIS KINGDOM DOWN

I HAVE WALKED THREE BLACK NIGHTS
IN THE HALLS BEYOND DESPAIR
IVE GIVEN MARROWN AND MY TEARS
AND BLOOD TO MAKE HER FAIR


DER ANTICHRIST

MY WORK IS ACCOMPLISHED
TODAY I GO NO FARTHER
I SHALL BE BLOWN AWAY
UPON THE BREATH OF THE FATHER

IN CHORAZIN
WHERE JESUS CURSED
DER ANTICHRIST IS BIRTHED

I HAVE SALUTED
THE PRINCE OF THIS PLACE
CYCLOPEAN RUINS IN THE WASTE

BABALON INCARNATE
MOONCHILD HUMUNCULUS
MERCURY FULMINATE
LOS ANGELES ERUPTS

TOWER OF BASALT
BLACK RAMPARTS
ABOVE THE GULF OF STARS

MY LAST WORK
FROM AGAPE LODGE
ON A BLACK PILGRIMAGE

THE FAILURES OF FOUR PAST LIVES
I BEHELD IN MY VISION
I DEPARTED IN A FLASH
BUT THE ROCKETS ARE NOT DIMINISHED
CRATERS ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE MOON
ARE STILL BEARING WITNESS
I HAVE LOOSED THE ANTICHRIST
AND SAID “IT IS FINISHED”

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