
Epode
(chorus of Freemasons)
Go away curses, don’t come close,
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from cradles to the stars, from the womb to the eyes,
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where sharp rocks and volcanos and seals
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where a dark face with big lips and white teeth
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let the phallus stand let the celebration start with
human sacrifices and dance
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amid the revel of the flesh to the glory of ancestors
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so that they shall sow the new generation
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