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!
2 Open your eyes that you may see, Oh men of mildewed minds, and listen to me ye bewildered millions!
3 For I stand forth to challenge the wisdom of the world; to interrogate the "laws" of man and of "God"!
4 I request reasons for your golden rule and ask the why and wherefore of your ten commands.
5 Before none of your printed idols do I bend in acquiescence, and he who saith "thou shalt" to me is my mortal foe!
6 I dip my forefinger in the watery blood of your impotent mad redeemer, and write over his thorn-torn brow: The TRUE prince of evil-the king of the slaves!
7 No h***y falsehood shall be a truth to me; no stifling dogma shall encramp my pen!
S I break away from all conventions that do not lead to my earthly success and happiness.
9 I raise up in stern invasion the standard of the strong!
10 I gaze into the glassy eye of your fearsome Jehovah, and pluck him by the beard; I uplift a broad-axe, and split open his worm-eaten skull!
11 I blast out the ghastly contents of philosophically whited sepulchers and laugh with sardonic wrath
2 Open your eyes that you may see, Oh men of mildewed minds, and listen to me ye bewildered millions!
3 For I stand forth to challenge the wisdom of the world; to interrogate the "laws" of man and of "God"!
4 I request reasons for your golden rule and ask the why and wherefore of your ten commands.
5 Before none of your printed idols do I bend in acquiescence, and he who saith "thou shalt" to me is my mortal foe!
6 I dip my forefinger in the watery blood of your impotent mad redeemer, and write over his thorn-torn brow: The TRUE prince of evil-the king of the slaves!
7 No h***y falsehood shall be a truth to me; no stifling dogma shall encramp my pen!
S I break away from all conventions that do not lead to my earthly success and happiness.
9 I raise up in stern invasion the standard of the strong!
10 I gaze into the glassy eye of your fearsome Jehovah, and pluck him by the beard; I uplift a broad-axe, and split open his worm-eaten skull!
11 I blast out the ghastly contents of philosophically whited sepulchers and laugh with sardonic wrath