Soul Collector

Mr Allister Crowley has made us fall for black Magic...

All an illusions of chaos that all seems so tragic

when the worms swim through brainwave circuits

Alienation of bizarre interests at heart 

The masterous entity who doesn't exist in real time

Behind every vail to unvail the 9th gate 

A portal to the head space of the Gods

The Gods are personifications of what naturally exists

Through the wormhole of a space and time continuum

Of all that ever really was...

all that is what it really is...

and all that will ever really be...

This life is all there is for now 

Make the best of it

Life is what you make of it