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to cop me a white bitch

Osiris Risen... Bitch!

You are now tuned in to Crowley's Kids
I wanna see all the bitches shakin' ass
And all the homeboys

hoes
But
Got Crowley's strobed conscious

Ho-ly ghost flows
Erode
Slowly your progress
Im o-nly
To-ta-lly
Gro-wing

Get-ting polished

Ma-ny be cautious

a cursed image, all I got is bad fucking luck feeling stuck
Feel like Aleister Crowley at house parties throwing up
All these women in my life did me wrong

An ode to Crowley's Key
Old dwellers' light leads me through abysmal gates
Nine through eternity
I await eternity, as my candle dwindles

all'havana
Niente pensieri in alto i bicchieri
No non ci pensiamo né a domani né a ieri
Quando lo muovi ci lasci scemi
Poi chiedi un giro con Crowley, no freni

tipo crowley
em 46
eu não penso mais em vocês
o mundo te afogou
você não consegue respirar
uma vida se passou você só pela ilusão andou
sua falsa

green like I'm peter pan
Do what I will like I'm Crowley
Warlocks and Witches around me
I got the spell for your bounding
That shit was lost but I found

a thought
Baby meet me up on Crowley's Ridge
We can look down on the fields
Where my family used to live
And you can see straight to the horizon
Heard there

Büyüdüm sivrildi boynuzum
Nefreti alayına borçluyum
Sinirli bi meleğin sorgusu
Üflenicek oynıcam son kozu
Fake a this is story
Running after me crowley

and dust
Drugs flushed
I won't let them hurt me
I killed Aleister Crowley
I shot him in the head
Distrust the true wicked ones
Body shell I won't see you in

I'm Schizophrenic (Ahahah)

Fuck that shit I'm Aleister Crowley
Fuck that shit I'm Eliphas Levi
Fuck that shit I'm Illuminati
Fuck that shit I'm

Cork, in the foot of the Bann
Young Dermot Crowley, he's not yet a man
The call was so great, though
He went to the North
He left his loving parents

ascut lama
Sunt reincarnarea lu Crowley combinata
Cu Che Guevarra ia

Nu suntem la fel nu mai simt nimic
Am un cerebel ce scrie pe bit
In suflet e frig

*: Marked fields were quoted by Aliester Crowley’s ‘’The Book of the Law’’

fulfilling the promisses that that nebula gave rise 
 
 
Aleister Crowley's thelema is running in the veins of some magician man 
 
 
You knocked on all

studies

And you'll have to jet without me
Tired of the spot light, glad the weather's cloudy
There's Jack Parsons, that's Aleister Crowley
A splash

listening to blessed insanity

Inside
Inside my mind
Inside
Inside my mind

I went and boarded the Crazy Train
Where Mr. Crowley's working as the conductor
I

a cursed image, all I got is bad fucking luck feeling stuck
Feel like Aleister Crowley at house parties throwing up

All these women in my life did me wrong

a founder call me Crowley
Only listen if it’s louder
I’m the the prowler you a bounty
Fucking king look at my crown
She pucker up lookin all pouty
I’m

Ehi eh
Il Vero
Bad Crowley
Ooh oohh
Balliamo in pistaa
Tienimi per mano
Proprio come piace a me
Ti regalo la maglietta 
Da indossare dopo il sex
Sai

to check your surroundings
You'll end up looking like a lunch dish at Aleister Crowley's
We got dummies acting funny and mama's acting like mummies
Pills,

Olé olé olé
Topper Crowley sur le track boy
Vole au d'ssus d'un nid de coucous
Je me défoule sur poupée vaudou
Tu veux la paix et des mots doux
La

134 e pedir prá despertar (despertar)
Roupa de tartaruga ninja não quero nem sonhar (nem sonhar)
E o barretismo se confirmou Aleister Crowley cadê você

that Crowley's dead
How was it good through to the end?
Best 15 years I've ever spent
I can't seem to decide between
Am I Team Sam or maybe Team Dean?