Paraphernalia lyrics

Artist  : Death Ss 
Song : Paraphernalia



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There is no heaven of glory bright and no hell
where sinners roast.

Here and now is your
day of torment

Here and now is your day of
joy!

[A.S. LaVey]



Arise, o
man, in thy strenght! The kingdom is thine to
inherit.

Fill the high gods witness at
lenght

That man is the lord of his
spirit

[A. Crowley]



When I
become death

Death is the seed from which I
grow

[W.S. Borroughs]



In the
centre of the centre of the centre

Of our
body, the blood flows

Like an obscure
river.

And sailing the obscure river of
this blood

We reach the immortal drop of
our conscience.

Come in the panic
theatre!

Come with us in the centre of the
centre

Of flesh and blood,

And drink
the eternal drop of our conscience

That
cannot die!

[A. Jodorowsky]