Damballa

The glorious creator of all lords Of all the Purest spirits of the earth Though the beginning and The end of all The glorious reign of Ba'al Though I behold his glory with Supreme service Shout out into our sinful, so Praying at this night We are the Human people, we travel as thy Might As thy might We appeal the creator of things The parent of Waters, mountains and stars The smelter of Metal, thunderer of million cars In his Wife's sickness, altar wrapped with Divine keys Evil's fire of radiance, Shed by purest of thy Priests Lord Ba'al Lord Ba'al White Snakes crawl across us Great glory Hail and rain Buried by our evil Thoughts Lord Ba'al of Lords The Ever-loud Temptation White light of Gideon All of this revelation For Sin's extinction For the three Ugly widows That purify my Mind And I will soon Remove To free and pure the Lords