Hear your child! Born of a voice untimely The echo of men's ordure Dropped in a wood consciously Nurturers! What do you want from me?? I shall bring thee to honour When thou dost embrace me 'Bringest me my due' as thou sayest I will not bring it to thee! Ask me not, what thou canst not learn from me I am she who reflects unto thee! I am Deception I deceive and weave Thoth-out-Thoth I whet and excite heresies Thoth-out-Thoth 'Bringest me my due' as thou sayest I will not bring it to thee! Ask me not, for thou canst not learn from me I am she who reflects unto thee! Slithering... Towards a lonely logic truth I cause you unworthy to scatter and fall I shall bring you a well deserve misery! Yk Nerxiarxin Mahathallah! Thus spoke Machaloth