Behind the veil of all the hieratic and mystical
allegories of ancient and fake doctrines
behind the darkness and ordeals of all cynicals
under the seal of rhymes

you can not re-create creations who re-incarnate
someone books to occultism to transliterate
we live in crisis of awareness
accept the old norms
behind the old forms

the cryptic emblems of the fascism ceremonies
practised in addendum by the societies
indications of a doctrine which is everywhere
the same and everywhere
the same and everywhere

GOLDEN DAWN, HERMETIC ORDER
WE ARE THE BAPHOMET
WE ARE THE CRAWLER
NO PLACE FOR RENEGADES
NO PLACE FOR HYPOCRITES
WE ARE THE BAPHOMET
WE ARE THE CRAWLER