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  1. 1A Horned Moon Rising
    Burn not the woods. Destroy not the stones. The temple can be rebuilt. The stones can be replaced. Burn flesh and skin. Destroy their putrid kin. Flesh can't be rebuilt. Skin can't be replac...
  2. 2A Hymn To Grand Darkness
    A hymn to grand darkness. Behold the great death of light. Call the eclipse forth, again. "An echo of damnation. Echoing: all will burn. Echoes of embers' shivers. Echo of an (apocryphal) en...
  3. 3Blood For Satan
    Shed the sweet blood. Let it flow in great streams. Let the blade fuck your flesh. For the master you all must bleed. Sex with steel, blade me. I ejaculate black blood. Bloody painful masturbation. I...
  4. 4Enemy Of The Day
    They bark the call. In my chosen ones. I'm burning. Warm blood is spilled from the whore. They're burying the cross. When the blood is spilled for them. The whores of heaven cum for them. I...
  5. 5Graverape Ritual
    The absence of the white light. Drapes the easternight in black. Shadows devour the silent garden of tombs. Time is right for the desecration rites. In the garden once silent. Whispers can be heard. U...
  6. 6Of Blackest Witchcraft
    Come, infernal, terristial, and heavenly hosts. Goddess of the (broad) high ways, of the crossroads. Thou who goest (to and fro) at night, torch in hand. Enemy of the day, friend and lover of darkness...
  7. 7Pitbound (the 4th Trial Of Acolyte)
    Seek thy demon. And (you shall) learn of his foul ways. Feel the worms. As they creep. Evil most foul, most corrupt, most hideous. Dream of the fires. And they will enfold thee. Hear the voices. As th...
  8. 8To Haunt And To Feed
    Thou whose thirst is dark. Come to taste the blood. From the mountains they. Come to haunt and to feed. Haunting in the form of phantoms. In the shape of beasts....
  9. 9Within Ye Woods, Before Ye Throne
    In dead city: he waits thy chanting call. Whych riseth from ye cave and from ye temple ball. Remember, ye who call upon his name. Ye ancient ones whych watch thy mortal game. For he is kyng, and doth...
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