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Probably thinking of the Necronomicon Files website set up to "debunk" the Simon Nec.
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To these I turn, in these I trust;
Brother Lead and Sister Steel.
To his blind power I make appeal;
I guard her beauty clean from rust.
He spins and burns and loves the air,
And splits a skull to win my praise;
But up the nobly marching days
She glitters naked, cold and fair.
Sweet Sister, grant your soldier this;
That in good fury he may feel
The body where he sets his heel
Quail from your downward darting kiss.
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Necronomicon Report, Who has it.
blackcat Necronomicon Report Jul 4 2007, 05:49 PM
Jul 4 2007, 05:49 PM
