That who they thought to be the devil, 

was infact god,

and his name was

Ez-ozel

 

THE POEM OF THE AZAZEL AKA EZ-OZEL…

 

 

I have been abandoned ..

 

by god and all things, 

 

thus, I must believe in my self…    Azazel .. “strength-god”

First of the liberated,

 

Protogonus,

 

Neo-prometheus…

 

master of self !       self as master…

 

Azazel is the scapegoat of the world, the animal of all tragedy and the god born of the sacrifice of his beastial being he is the first metamorphosis of the overman and what i have been to this point he is christ. he is anointed with the fat of the crocodile… the oil which burns. !

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All i bore that every soul should be forgiven that every particle should return to the source it is a destiny and mine to be rejected by my peers for barring fourth 

 

I am the strong one they called weak, i am the spirit of the meak…

Azaz-El strength god

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who am i ? Zarathustura of the lion…who shall i become ? the second metamorphosis of the spirit !

the rebel.. the lion… the conqueror Teshub…

 

from the victim to the victor so i shall be…