The Book of Lies

He strikes Eleven times upon the Bell. Now I begin to pray: Thou Child, Holy Thy name and undefiled! Thy reign is come: Thy will is done. Here is the Bread; here is the Blood. Bring me through midnight to the Sun! Save me from Evil and from Good! That Thy one crown of all the Ten Even now and here be mine. AMEN. fle puts the first Cake on the Fire of the Thurible. I burn the Incense-cake, proclaim These adorations of Thy name. fle makes them as in Liber Legis, and strikes again Eleven times upon the Bell. With the Burin he then makes upon his breast the proper sign. Behold this bleeding breast of mine Gashed with the sacramental sign! FTe puts the second Cake to the wound. I stanch the blood; the wafer soaks It up, and the high priest invokes! fe cats the second Cake. This Bread I eat. This Oath I swear As I enflame myself with prayer: 56