Oh instrument of God force -nFed on ignorance and lies,nSo blind and narrow-mindednThat you cannot compromise.nnEven the most foolish theifnShould know what he is taking -nLest he find himself within anCage of his own making.nnThe Ways of Wyrd are many andnOur path you must decide,nFor the secrets that you seeknAre all around you-nnUse your eyes.nThe threads cannot be brokennThat have brought you here to me -nAnd bind two foes togethernLike the best of enemies.nnYou gaze upon me -nI can tell what you see,nA simple man -nWith simple thoughts andnnSimple needs.nSuperstition -nPreying on a mind filled with fear,nOpposition-nnTo all your 'enlightened' ideas.nYet I will show you more thannYou can comprehend,nBeware delusion is anDangerous friend.nnAsk loaded questions seekingnKnowledge of a faith thatnYou wish to pervert -nAll our values,nWith hidden meaningsnYou try concealing yournUnderlying wish to convert -n'heathen' souls,nnTo a faith that will doubtlessnSend our Gods to the grave -nMistake you're making overlookingnThe fact that we might not wantnTo be 'saved'.nn[The Sorcerers Creed]nFear is an old friend of mine,nWe have met many times before.n(Drawn to these spirits likenMoths to a flame-nWhen there is no risk thennThere can be no gain).nDeath is a harsh fact of lifenYou cannot avoid or ignore.nnThe Life-force is as strong innYou as it is strong in me,nThe difference is what younnHold captive I set free.nYou seek to subjugate allnThose who won't comply,nI'll take your prejudice andnPride and show you why -nThe values that you hold so dearn(all your laws and rules),nThey hold no more sway herenThan the mutterings of fools.nJust look about you andnI'm sure that you will find -nHeaven lies within our heartsnAnd Hell is but a figment ofnYour mind.nnThese teachings that you deem sonSacred bcome words devoid of meaning,nWhen compared unto a faith thatnnPreaches something worth believing.nWhat is to become of us whennTruth is turned to lies,nWill none remain to wipe the tearsnWhen Mother Nature cries?nnProceed with caution -nSubservient to all you survey,nHidden dangers await us onnEach step of our way.nDo not falter -nFor if you do you will fall,nPrey unto perils far worsenThan you've encountered before.nCompared unto the threats we facenYour devil seems so mild,nA relic from the faerie-tales mynMother told me as a child.nnWhy do you carry your GodnLike a weapon -nA dagger drawn ready to strikenAt the heart of a foe when younDon't really know the reasonnThat you fight? -nTo replace our disgrace withnThe 'loving' embrace of your Lord -nCan't you see that the plansnMade for me and my peoplenTo us seem absurd.nn[The Sorcerers Creed]nDeath is the only recoursenI require in my hour of need.n(Drawn to the spirits likenMoths to a flame -nWhen there is no risk thennThere can be no gain).nnImpassive it shows no remorsenFor folly and greed.nnPre-emptive prejudice hasnDogmatised your life,nThese blinkered views that oncenHeld true will no longer suffice.nFor in my world there is no pointnWhere you can draw the line,n'twixt good and evil,nSaint and sinner,nDamnate and divine.nShaven-headed servant ofnAn infantile faith -nBy what right do you presumenTo come and take my place?nIf there is one grain of truthnAmidst your hoard of lies, 'tisnLove your neighbour as yourselfnnWith this alone I can abide.nnThese teachings that you deem sonSacred bcome words devoid of meaning,nWhen compared unto a faith thatnPreaches something worth believing.nWhat is to become of us whennTruth is turned to lies,nWill none remain to wipe the tearsnWhen Mother Nature cries?nnThe way of the warriornWhen living your lifenLike an arrow in flightnYou must always accept thatnThe end is in sight,nBe gtateful at least for the factnThat you knew you came to death -nnHe did not come for you.nYou are like targetsnWho sit and await -nPatiently suffernThe arrows of fate,nSaying I am but mortalnAnd destined to die -nI can change nothingnSo why should I try?nEach morning you wake is ann'ember day' dawning,nYour penance for living innPermanent mourning.nBy erst while ideals yournHearts are enslaved,nYou crawl out of the cradlenStraight into the grave.nWhat reward is a banquetnOf red wine and bread,nWhen you hunger for life -nnBut on death you are fed?nnDo not underestimatenThe task you undertake,nOvercome your hopes and fearsnAnd meet them face to fate.nThese spirits aren't your enemies -nBut neither are they friends,nDo not dare insult them lestnAll nature you offend.nThey who were here before usnWill remain when we have gone,nAnd though we're long forgottennStill their memory will live on.nPerhaps one day mankind will seenThe error of it's ways,nAnd in it's future glimpsenReflections of our yesterdays.nnDrawn to these spirits likenMoths to a flame -nWhen there is no risknThen there can be no gain.