Poetry and passion

The Abbey of Thelema will rise from the ashes of the old world
We are all golden phoenix
The sun, moon and earth are our brothers and sisters
Our robes the colour of cloudless sky
Poetry and passion
All ways
Our skins are all the all the beautiful tones of the men and women of this beautiful world
The Abbey of Thelema is a house of peace
Not futile
POETRY AND PASSION
We drink the gentle wine of Thelema
We eat the proud cakes of corn born in the bowels of the Earth
The flowers of mystery surround us
Within the silent, timeless peace
THELEMA ALL STARS is more than a slogan
It is scrawled upon a marble wall
In interdimensional ashes
I am Frater Ipsos Mortum
Poetry and passion