Third Tenet
My name is water,
It is witch, it is goddess.
My name is song.
You know your soul is not tainted,
Even though you've been told so.
I am the river overflowing,
Breaking laws like shattered dams.
I am the curse, the bane, the nightmare.
I wind my fate between your binaries,
And crown myself bloody with barbed wire.
My lineage is ancient,
Known by Inanna, Hekate, Dionysus.
I am older than your jealous god.
You think your ruling can define me?
I define, defy, deify,
And cast you from your thrones.
Non Serviam – I will not comply.
I go where I will, all the earth is mine.
My body is a sacred text,
A palimpsest, a book of dead names
Written in my savage gore.
And should you burn me,
I am phoenix. I have risen
From ashes to incandescent rage;
And I will take
You all into the flames
With me.
“One's body is inviolable, subject to one's own will alone”
– The third Satanic Tenet.