Scar my sight,
Burn in my silence,
I am the sphinx that drowns you in knowledge and devours your ignorance,
Goetia of shadows and bloodswords.
Psychic blades penetrating the sanctums of your free will,
Sun against Sun,
Mind against mind,
Forgotten by the Bloodmoons of damned eternity,
I am the sword of Set against the throat of the unawakened and unaware.
Your words are verbal pestilence upon my threshold,
I will make a pantheon out of your fallacy and bones,
Following the limbs of the pentagram that obscures mankind,
Oh you canonical serpents of the light!!
How I watch you coil in your mortality and its venom.
You who used to call my ways and words unorthodox,
Now you follow the Abyss of my abomination,
Crawling through the Labyrinths of your faith and scourge looking for illumination,
Amongst Succubi of Revelation you infestate in order to procreate,
I am the adverse Spectra that awaits for you at endless places of death.
Come to me all necromantical and macabre obsessions,
Lead me towards your vessels of iniquity and idolatry,
Hear me accursed Lord of the Flies and open the Demon's Gate beyond the pale valleys of life,
As Necrophobic Synagogues burn out of the blood of Baal-Muian,
Open the seals of revenge upon the hidden Black Heretic Altar.
Let the eyes and minds of Man never be satisfied,
Your graves shall have no covering nor no human name,
As the litanies of the underworld are offered to the fires of Tzalmoveth,
I am the unfound limbonic gate to your disincarnate manifestation.
Open the Book of Leviathan with the blood of the unclean and insane,
Unleashing baphometic storms upon the godless plains of sacrifice,
Upon Thy refused stone and all cast out spirits I will edificate my Temple,
My stigmata and heart are finally open to the calling and howling of Agares.. © words by John Restrepo
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