The State of "3": Poetic Ramblings, Part II

The Mathematics of Mankind: "3"

The ancients at the Sacred Pyramid
Guarded secrets that inspired lust
And although they were wise
With a clever disguise
I slowly gained their trust

And in one hour, I destroyed
their knowledge from within,
took the spoils for myself
and married off their kin

I know the Law now:
There is no reaction
Without an equal one
It is through sacrifice
That concentrated will is done

I know your divine name,
O’ God,
I know it backwards
By each spiral degree
With what I know,
Where can you go
That you can hide from me?

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