in this arid wilderness of steel and stone i raise up my
voice that you may hear. to the east and to the west i beckon.
to the north and to the south i show a sign proclaiming:
death to the weakling, wealth to the strong!
Liber al vel legis
tear down that lying spectre of the centuries:
veil not your vices in virtuous words:
rabbmi lo-yak zi ischtari kanpa!
innana zi amma kanpa!
bi zamma kanpa!
(ia ia ia be-yi razuluki!)