Fear not, o prophet, when these words are said, thou shalt not be sorry. If he be a King, thou canst not hurt him. There is a light before thine eyes, o prophet, a light undesired, most desirable. Thy death shall be the seal of the promise of our age long love. Then canst thou bear more joy.
Death is forbidden, o man, unto thee.
The length of thy longing shall be the strength of its glory. Lift up thyself, o my prophet, thy stature shall surpass the stars. This Copyright Notice applies Solely to the Visual Presentation of this page and DOES NOT include the actual textual content of Liber Al vel Legis.