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In the name of Satan...
...ruler of the earth...
...the king of the world...
...open wide the gates of hell
and come forth...
...from your blessed abyss.
All hail, Unholy Father,
make your presence known this night.
I swear on this day to be a faithful servant
to the Prince Lucifer.
- Make your presence known this night...
- I swear mind, body and soul
to the designs of his Lord Satan.
We trample on the cross!
We spit upon the book of lies.
- Make your presence known...
- I'm ready. I'm ready.
To abandon this mortal existence
and deny Jesus Christ,
the deceiver of mankind!
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Poison
09:44
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choking. gasping. sputtering. sinking into the murky black depths. i try to scream but my throat is coated with oil. death and decay fill my lungs.
there is poison in the water
there is poison in the air
there is poison in the food
there is poison in the earth
there is poison in your body
choking on our own so-called “success.”
you must drink poison so they can drink champagne
you must eat poison so they can eat meat
you must breathe poison so they can breathe the crisp mountain air
you must toil and suffer so they can laugh as we all burn
you must starve in the streets so they can fill the homes they don’t live in with food they won’t eat
we are all cogs in a grand machine of self-destruction hurtling uncontrollably forward into extinction, like someone who jumps from an airplane with no chute, accelerating towards oblivion
every day is a celebration of annihilation
we stand on their graves and imagine we are better, more advanced, that the land, water, and sky are ours to dominate and desecrate. more graves are dug each day, more bodies burned. fuel for total collapse
there will be nobody left to stand on our graves. our children, or theirs, will be the last generation. humanity will leave no lasting impression but a barren, radioactive wasteland of fire, stone, sludge, and ash.
we will have no future, and we will disintegrate every trace that we could have left behind. all we have is now, the present. but this present is not a gift, it is a curse and it is torture.
they will cut down the last tree to build shelter from the heat caused by the lack of trees.
they will slaughter the last cow to feast on its flesh atop piles of bodies. they will bottle the last breath of fresh air and auction it to the highest bidder.
my flesh boiling, i choke on the cloud of toxic miasma encircling the planet. my skin peels from radiation. sand scorches my feet. sun burns my eyes. i fall to my knees and vomit blood.
extinguished.
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Open Mother
04:51
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Danger
05:24
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Deicide
06:35
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rise up and kill your gods
rise up against all odds
many of you will fall
they can’t defeat us all
storm the gate seal their fate
raid heaven’s vaults end spiritual assaults
the battle has now been won
our victory under the sun
earth belongs to the flesh
no longer can they oppress
celebrate fallen altars mourn fallen martyrs
hedonistic rites no more sacrifice
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Invocation - Ave Satanas
01:16
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let us reject the liar jesus christ
let us reject the masculine divine
let us find inspiration in the temptress Lilith
and let us strive to recreate ourselves in the beauty of the fallen angel Lucifer,
the bringer of light
let us find enlightenment in the pursuit of raw, hedonistic pleasure
let us revel in the luxuries of the flesh
let us erect crosses on which we nail the rich
let us throw every last bible into the fire
let us drink the blood of our christian enemies
and show no mercy in the face of oppression
let us break free from the chains of power, past, and tradition and blaze a new era of Satanic glory
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Ashley Cackle Montreal, Québec
Ashley Cackle is a self-taught abstract painter, sculptor, performer, and musician originally from Indiana.
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