Оригинален текст
An act of darkness is in us
Holy times and sacred season sites
Oh, black hole empty God
Let them devour their own light
An elevenfold cross eclipse
Symmetric fourness not to be found
Brightness protons vibrate outside
The 10th Aire very unGod
Blind larvae of moonlight souls
Trapped in the saliva of Times
Root their lairs in mucus of the void
A name of none and nothing
An elevenfold cross eclipse
Symmetric fourness not to be found
Brightness protons vibrate outside
The 10th Aire very unGod
A non-form of all-forms is
The paradox of the Highest Monads
Haughty Lords, Gehenna below
Govern those who govern
An elevenfold cross eclipse
Symmetric fourness not to be found
Brightness protons vibrate outside
The 10th Aire very unGod
And was not Man created from the blood of Kingu, commander of the hordes of the Ancient Ones?
Does not Man possess in his spirit the seed of rebellion against the Elder Gods? And the blood
of Man is the blood of vengeance. And the blood of Man is the Spirit of vengeance. And the power
of Man is the power of the Ancient Ones. And this is the Covenant. (Of the Forgotten Generations
of Man - taken from "The Magan Text")