>По словам Гранта, последний год жизни Парсонс вместе с любовницей стремились зачать лунного ребенка — существо, магически отделенное от земного влияния в момент зачатия и подверженное высшим влияниям внешнего космоса. (Кроули описал эту процедуру в романе “Лунное дитя”. Насколько мне известно, по сей день эта процедура не увенчалась успехом). https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q8JsBM613Fw Seven deadly sins Seven ways to win Seven holy paths to hell And your trip begins Seven downward slopes Seven bloodied hopes Seven are your burning fires Seven your desires I am he, the born-less one The fallen angel watching you Babylon, the scarlet whore I'll infiltrate your gratitude Don't you dare, to save your son Kill him now and save the young ones Be the mother of a birth strangled babe Be the devils own, Lucifer's my name Moonchild, hear the mandrake scream, ow Moonchild, open the seventh seal I count the heads of those unborn The accursed ones, I'll find them all And if you die by your own hand As a suicide, you shall be damned And if you try to save your soul I will torment you, you shall not grow old With every second and passing breath You'll be so alone your soul will bleed to death Moonchild, hear the mandrake scream Moonchild, open the seventh seal Moonchild, you'll be mine soon child Moonchild, take my hand tonight The twins they are exhausted, seven is this night Gemini is rising as the red lips kiss to bite Seven angels, seven demons, battle for his soul When Gabriel lies sleeping, this child was born to die, oh, oh One more dies and one more lives One baby cries, one mother grieves For all the sins you will commit You'll beg forgiveness and none I'll give A web of fear shall be your coat To clothe you in the night A lucky escape for you young man But I'll see you damned in endless night Moonchild, hear the mandrake scream Moonchild, open the seventh seal Moonchild, you'll be mine soon child Moonchild, take my hand tonight