Bring Us Our Conciousness Back Poem by Nicholas Abaddon

Behold a sacred prophecy of old!
We shall watch the New Aeon unfold!
Mighty Horus wash away our sin
Hear a voices crying praise in the glorious din!
Robed monks take my soul upon the altar
sacrifice this white lamb to the All Star!
Bring unto me and mine apurity of thought and light
Let this sacrament bring forth a unifying might
Let all wavering souls at last be bound together
Let us descend the eternal plain into forever!
Cast aside all and embrace none
So our divin work shall atlast be done!
Let this unholy destruction of what the Anicents held sacred be undone
Allow us this precious time to repent our ways and atone,
Because we realize that we are not alone!
Stomp away self righteousness and all the ism's and ist's!
Let there only be the living!
Bring us peace and life!
Bring us our conciousness back!