Shadows tumble and fall
Clouds obscure your view
Bursting through the mist
Touching the sky so blue
Snow floats down
Onto the virgin snow
Take me now
It’s Thelema’s Price
Towards the summit
Do what you will
The Book of Law can be
Such a bitter Pill
They’re waiting for you
Ghosts surround your smile The rituals don’t work
No substance just style
Towards the summit
Do what you will
The Book of Law can be Such a bitter Pill
Logistica lights your way
Hellfire frames the door
Dark -is the night sky
Arched over the Earth’s Core
The Throne stands alone
Awaiting the hooded Hawk
Take me now
It’s Thelema’s price
Take me now
It’s Thelema’s price