DISCLAIMER:
This post is an item of historic interest. According to Frater Bran=903 it was sung to Hymaneus Alpha by the local OTO body of the time. Frater Bran=903 tells us that Hymaneus Alpha received the song with great amusement "all the time". The humor of the song should not be interpreted as a comment on the present discourse on basic points such as "who is in charge of the OTO."
The Crowley Mass Song
Post presented by Donald Correll
Is Aleister Crowley really dead, really dead.
Did he do those terrible things they said, things they said.
Is he but dust beneath the sod, beneath the sod.
Or was Aleister Crowley really god? Really god.
Hark what's that shuffling host, shuffling host,.
Good grief it's Aleister Crowley's ghost, Crowleys ghost.
Holy of holy is the game and Aleister Crowley is the name.
Praise the name.
Evoe Pan was his favorite Hymm, his favorite Hymm.
Because it reminded him of him, him of him.
Heroin was his favorite dope, it cures from love, peace and hope and the pope.
Is Aleister Crowley really dead, really dead.
Did he do those terrible things they said, things they said.
Is he but dust beneath the sod, beneath the sod.
Or was Aleister Crowley really god? Really god.
Crowley had a wife her name was Rose.
Tis said she had a very pretty nose, pretty nose.
And he himself regarded it with awe,
It lead to the receiving of the law. The Book of the law.
Twenty thousand feet over Chogo Ri, Chogo Ri.
Crowley and Oscar Eckenstein laughed with glee, laughed with glee.
Nobody else had climbed so high, One more step by god they'd touch the sky.
Is Aleister Crowley really dead, really dead.
Did he do those terrible things they said, things they said.
Is he but dust beneath the sod, beneath the sod.
Or was Aleister Crowley really god? Really god.
Victor Newburgh was his favorite acolyte
Tis said he kept him late at night
And when the eye of Horus he had kissed
He cried I am a fundamentalist.
Crowley had some squares of Abramelin.
T'is said he used them to keep a dog from yelling.
The beast of hell was the product of the fun.
He cried by god look what I have done.
Is Aleister Crowley really dead, really dead.
Did he do those terrible things they said, things they said.
Is he but dust beneath the sod, beneath the sod.
Or was Aleister Crowley really god? Really god.
Nobody knows whos Lodge is whose.
Nobody pays his fucking dues.
There is only one thing I don't know, who's in charge of the bloody OTO.
The last word on Crowley was Sashas
For she was last to ever haul his ashes.
One night in a fit of drunken Glee
She dashed them 'neath that north NJ tree,
A lone pine tree.
Holy, Holy, Holy
Aleister Crowley
One hand to Malkuth,
The other to the Crown
