By ~ sam.hinkley17
A light in the dark, so bright it fills you with hope. The darkness is large, make no mistake, yet still the light shines. A candle in the distance, the torch of our ancestors, their pride in you unshakeable. Here rests the Chalice of Knowledge, it is heavy, and filled with a liquid unknown to you. The light guards this Chalice, many try to drink, but cannot hold down the truth. Yet you are different. You stand out amount others, come to the Chalice, Our most High and Holy Father can only lead you to the Chalice, not make you drink from it. That, is a decision that you must make. Do you walk away? Become one amongst untold billions who would rather sleep right wrapped in the blanket of ignorance, and stay weak, a servant of the corpse jew. Or do you drink? Becoming a wolf among sheep, a lion among lamb, one who would rather fight the darkness with all their might than even fall to the darkness for even a second. By drinking from the Chalice, you join the ranks of a Holy Legion of true warriors, a Legion that will stand the test of time into eternity, a Legion who's soldiers fight with the raw fury of a million suns unleashed. The Legions of Hell! The greatest force of warriors in the universe! An unstoppable army that cannot and shall not be defeated. Drink from the Chalice, and you fulfill the destiny that your ancestors chose for you, take up your weapons, and make ready for war, for it is coming, and even now you can help the effort. We cannot make you drink from the Chalice, only lead you to it. Any who have drank from it and stayed shall tell you that there is no mountain too high, no enemy too large, AND NO TYRANTS TOO POWERFUL TO STOP THE MIGHTY AND RIGHTEOUS WRATH OF SATAN'S LEGIONS OF HELL! Do you stay as you were, a man who is nothing. Or do you embark on the greatest journey that universe has ever seen, and become a God? Only you can decide, and the Chalice awaits for you.
By ~ sam.hinkley17
Hymn to Satan, Giosuè Carducci, 19th Century
matter and spirit,
reason and sense;
while in chalices
sparkles the wine
same as the soul
into the eye;
while they smile
earth and sun
and they exchange
a shudder runs
throbs from the mountains
bursts to you
I invoke you, Oh Satan,
the feast sovereign.
Away your aspersorium,
priest, and your meter!
no, priest, Satan
is Michael’s ode
to void falls.
Iced is thunder
in Jehovah’s hands
down the heavens.
In the matter
king of events,
king of the forms,
alone lives Satan.
He holds the realm,
in shivering flash
dark is the eye
escape and resist
sour and wet
provoke and insist.
in joyful blood,
thus free joy
waning is not,
to heart love meshes.
You breathe, Oh Satan,
in my verses,
the god you faces
king of pontiffs,
king of the fierces:
like a thunder
minds you shakes.
To you, Agramainius
canvas and papers,
To you Lebanese
plants humming for,
Humming to you
dances and choirs,
to you virginic
candid the loves
Idumian palm trees
cyprian spume is.
As barbarous is
by holy torches
your temples he burned
and Argives signs
aground he scattered?
Refugee You embraced
in Lares divines
the grateful people
in their farmhouses.
divine and loving,
eternal by care
you go and assist
ailing they were.
You to the firm
you to the wild
disclose the shining
the dark cloister
you, in affairs
fleeing the monk
concealing he tries.
Oh per your mean
benevolent is Satan:
Eloise has arrived.
Macerate in vain
in the sour sack:
verse he whispers
Marus and Flaccus
cry and lullabye;
and, delfic forms,
to you sings by,
pink as in awful
By different form
by brighter age
so now is crowded
the non-sleeping cage.
He, in pages
Livius fiery has
consuls and tribunes,
trembling the mass
you, oh monk,
to Capitol incite.
And you, rabid stake
Wiclef and Husse,
alert you shriek:
renovated is the century,
age at its peak.
rifles and crowns:
advances from cloister
and preaches and fights
under the stole
Thrown the robe
throw your restrictions,
and shine and sparkle
in fire wrapped;
oh matter, raise:
A wonderful atrocious
runs on the oceans,
runs on the earth:
sparkling and smoking
volcano as strikes,
climbs on the mountains,
devours on the planes,
flies on the abyss;
hidden he stays
and comes out; wild
place to place
like a tornado
his yells embrace
like a tornado
spreading the breath:
he is passing, oh people,
Satan the great;
benevolent he goes
place to place
on his relentless
chariot of fire..
Hail, Oh Satan,
oh avenging power
of the reason!
Raise to you holy
vows and incense, good!
You defeated Jehovah
of the priesthood.
Original text :
The wind has been felt before
A swelling storm ever changing with a deeper roar
Its no secret
Something sinister is in the air
Theres a curious eye at a bewildering sight
Nothing stranger than rage on gods face
Blow and blow the veil
With the finest pair of dauntless wings
Burn burn the veil
Oh Dragon with your mighty breath
Hault no moment in this changing world
That which blood has to being red can not suffice!!
The storming fire ingridient to a witch's broth
Thus its the gene Oh mage delight
For this is your moment in this changing world
Dance in the fire while it burns the veil. ~ By DevilsAdvocate
Forces of the Inferno come,
Welcome me into thy home.
Battles rage o're Heavens and Earth.
Make me thine soldier at every birth.
Hail to those of the Black Sun,
Rest not till the victory's won!
Adversary Jews be bound,
As our hymns of triumph sound!
Doth from Father forth we come,
To make all realms our kingdom.
Boundless shall our kingdom be,
Lasting through all eternities!
Brightly doth does Lucifer shine!
Glorious is his light, divine.
Nothing can o're-cloud his light,
Ever be our faith thus bright!
The one in white,
The bringer of Light,
Warm and kind,
Like the sun so bright,
His auras' golden shine,
I see my fight,
With truth revealed,
Released my binds,
I feel so free,
Like I'm in flight.
~ By Aah 108
A faceless Patron,
A voice of Guidance,
Knows our death will come,
If all are silent..
The fate of the world has fallen in our hands,
Hear our call Jehovah be DAMNED!!
Satan, the one true God who reignest forever,
The wicked hand of Christ he shall sever.
He sent his strongest to deface the enemy,
Who now reside in chaos and calamity,
Their reign of terror is over and done,
Hail to Satan's victory for we have won!! ~ by Teloc Vovim
You gave your faith, to a false jewish creed
Foolish old man, so called "venerable" Bede
You said king Aethelfrith, knew not true religion
I say you're beholden to a hebrew fiction
Our true god, the lord of Degsa's stone knew
Who went then, by the name of Woden, or Tiw
He did not follow the foul jewish lie
That would have us English, our freedom deny
That so-called "christ", progenitor of christianity
Bringer of suffering, fear and insanity
Has no place our hearts, we shall not be enslaved
We shall not be driven to worship the grave!
We are children of Satan, our glorious maker
Who throughout history, many names has taken
We'll have our freedom from lies, one day
And the jewish usurpers, then, truly shall pay! ~ by Wulfheod
"Bede" refers an anglo saxon xitan priest known as "the venerable bede" who used to write unpleasant things about the anglo saxon pagan religion
"Aethelfrith" was an anglo saxon pagan king who fought against christians and refused to convert to christianity
"Degsa's stone" is place in England where Aethelfrith won abattle against his enemies
I saw the Devil once, it was love at first sight.
And of all the things in this world, I have never found anything else to be so true and beautiful.
I never found anything else to be so consistent.
A creature so divine you would fall to your knees at first glimpse.
Behold I say unto all!!
Get off your knees because your faith is dead and come away from the houses of death!
Stand tall and breathe in a new life
I say partake in life and all its extraordinary beauty
With Satan at your side, instead of the stranglehold of god
Break free from your oppressors and strike back!
"Suffer injury from no one"
Yes... I saw the Devil once, and he said " there is no need to suffer, it pains your soul."
And I said, " father what shall I do then? The preachers only preach misery."
And father said, " they are corrupted in their ways, and in time they will be sorry for the war they have raged against life. The war that came from other worlds. But life was meant to be lived. So do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law..
As he spoke chains broke free from my soul, and it became easier to breathe, and it became easier to see, and it became easier to live
"The heavens opened up, and peeking from the clouds were not angels,
The true guardians of mankind, who were there since our beginning,
Came down in a glorious thunder, tired of watching mankind disgrace himself, tired of hearing man slander the name of their father, tired of the enemy influencing Satan's creation.
Man is of Satan and only with him can we ascend,
Only with him can we truly live,
Man once being a slave, was given the chance to become a God,
And instead man became the slave of a parasite.
Father did not destroy his creation, for he loved man to much,
So he endured all the pain his children brought to him,
He did not forsake us, he did not forget us,
He did not destroy us even after it started a war.
Love, a father's love is infinite,
and stronger than the enemy's attempts to tear us from him.
The witches, the heretics, the devil worshipers remembered our fathers love and payed the ultimate price for love. " - Teloc Vovim
My understanding surrounds the truth of things,
And the truth is mixed up in me,
And the truth of my descent is set forth by itself,
And when it was known, it was altogether in me
And all the habitable parts and deserts
And everything created is under me
And I am the ruling power preceding all that exists
And I am he that spoke a true saying
And I am the Just Judge and Ruler of the Earth
And I am he that men worship in my glory
Coming to me and kissing my feet
And I am he that spread over the heavens their height
And I am he that cried in the beginning
And I am he that of myself revealeth all things,
Verily the all-merciful has assigned unto me names,
The heavenly-throne, and the seat, and the heavens, and the earth.
In the secret of my knowledge, there is no god but me.
These things are subservient to my power.
O mine enemies, why do you deny me?
O men deny me not, but submit.
In the Day of Judgment, you will be happy in meeting me.
Who dies in my love, I will cast him
In the midst of paradise, by my will and pleasure;
But he that dies unmindful of me
Will be thrown into torture in misery and affliction.
I say I am the only one and the exalted;
I create and make rich those whom I will.
Praise it to myself, for all things are by my will,
And the universe is lighted by some of my gifts.
I am the king that magnifies himself,
And all the riches of creation are at my bidding.
I have made known unto you, o people, some of my ways.
So saith Shaitan