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Wh*re of Babylon
Woe to all, for our dwelling place, is distant, and we wander through the domiciles of Chaos!
My power was lost in places which were not mine. Affliction besought me, and the merciless ones attacked me without cause.
Although they call me crazy, I care not, for thou art my helper, my strength, and my savior.
Thy will be done oh light of lights, I bless the glory of thy greatness through the day and through the darkness of this night.
I pray do never turn away thy light, give heed to me, and spring thy traps upon mine enemies, when I cry out to thee!
For it was said, they had become like those peculiar demons, which dwell in matter but in whom no light may be found.
Turn not thy face away from me; incline thy ear and hear me! When I shall cry to thee in my affliction.