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Nile - Sss Haa Set Yoth

21:50 Jul 29 2011
Times Read: 627






Lurking Among Us Hidden in Obscurity,

Descended from the Dawn of the Ages,

The Children of Yig And Set,

Serpent Volk.

Whose Civilizations were Ancient,

Long Dead And Forgotten

Before The Eldest Pyramids were Built.

Man Was Not the First

To Walk Upright Upon the Earth.



Cruel, Pitiless, of a Cunning Mind.

Unwilling to Relinquish Dominion of the Earth.

They Are Cold, Knowing No Remorse.

They hath Made UnWitted Slaves of a Blinded Humanity.



They walk amongst us Unseen,

Possessing Empty Human Shells.

Consumed by a Reptile Mind,

Reveling in Sodomy and Rape

And Unspeakable Horrors Exacted Nightly Through

Astral Dreamscape Manipulation.



They Feed on Human Suffering.

They crave the Despairing of Man.

They Prey upon Those who are weak,

The Young whose minds are Innocent,

And those grown Weary and Exhausted

In a Decadent Civilization.



Cruel, Pitiless, of a Cunning Mind.

Unwilling to Relinquish Dominion of the Earth.

They Are Cold, Knowing No Remorse.

They hath Made UnWitted Slaves of a Blinded Humanity.



Seemingly Lost in Meditation,

Their Cold Eyes

Stare Sightlessly into Nothingness.

But they are not there.

Nay, they hath Left their slithering forms,

Lurking, Skulking, Crawling on the Astral Plane,

Stealthily Defiling Forever the unwary minds

Of those who Sleep Unguarded.

Committing Perverse Acts of Torment,

Violent Sexual Atrocities

Of Which None Dare Speak,

Once they Have Been Awakened.



And thus they keep us Ever Subjugated,

Hopeless, Fearful

And despairing in the Deep Hidden Abysses of our Souls.

Helpless, Unable to Escape the Unending Quiet Desperation.

We have Been Broken down

Conditioned to Accept Unconscious Slavery.



SSS Haa Set Yoth

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SSS Haa Set Yoth

SSS Haa Set Yoth

SSS Haa Set Yoth

SSS Haa Set Yoth

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WATAIN - Reaping Death

20:47 Jul 19 2011
Times Read: 665






There is a place beyond the dreamworlds,

Past the womb of night,

Lying in wait beyond the barriers of light,

Shunned by the living, cursed by the dead

Here's no peace, here's no peace



None within, none without

Skinned bare by daggers that never doubt

Timeless in wisdom, unbound in might,

Holy Evil!



By trembling hands concealed,

Yet by fearless ones revealed



There the blood of Abel impregnates the soil,

In which hungry darkness dwells and serpents coil,

So that plants may rise to bear the strangest fruit,

For all of ye that hunger



Higher! Higher! Come on you sons of fire!

Daughters of the black moon,

Practitioners of art most dire



Dance! Dance! In twisting, white-eyed trance,

Let us praise the flowering darkness



Brush forth across the land of Nod ye wicked ones,

Ye who wear the mark and hold the keys,

Come now, let us worship,

At the womb of blasphemies



Rivers of blood! Rivers of blood!

For the black earth's quenchless thirst,

The offering must never cease,

Until the last man has been slain

Upon the altar of Mefisto



Higher! Higher!Let's set the night on fire!

Black moon bear witness to our rite,

Beneath the devil's pyre



Unchain, Set free, the flames of the Adversary!

Scorch the earth and devour all,

That sifted from the ashes be



Hail! Hail! Thou who makes the cosmos wail!

In anguish as we fuck the world,

And sodomize the god that failed



Cain! Cain! By thy blade let all god's men be slain!

Harvest now the fruits of death and set the night aflame!



Again!

Fire!



Gather! Gather! Raise the flames for so long scattered!

For aeons cursed, yet proud we stood,

Our liberation all that mattered



It's time! It is time! The bells of Armageddon chime!

Rejoice ye now, oh hungry ones,

Harvest time has come...



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Hatemagick - S.P.I.D.E.R.

09:41 Jul 17 2011
Times Read: 677



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Eazy E - Louisville Slugger

19:29 Jul 15 2011
Times Read: 693



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Graves at Sea ~ Wormwood

10:59 Jul 07 2011
Times Read: 709








Through wormwood leaves and anise seed

give rise absinthe addiction never cease



my mind fades

now i see

the green fairy



glass set aflame green curse of france

just one more drink addiction never cease



pain of mind

parched with thirst

i tip my glass

upon my lips

i drift away

apsinthion

even glory has a bitter taste....

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