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A Tale of Pentacles
03:32
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The northern caves are hiding a face, obscured, but not powerless. A vision, a 5 pointed star encircled. A protector from the past. The corroded vines secure and the thorns assail the white-robed invaders. For their god is crossed and their power comes only from submission and strife and lies. Their power is a lie.
The cave is hiding a face, nothing seen here in a 1000 years. A relic, a stranger from another void, from the far sky, left here to watch, to send a message. Wide unnatural eyes and dark intent. Dark upon us who fear the truth, a light in the dark for those who crave hope.
A vision, a 5 pointed star encircled, worn within by the stranger, a key to a righteous tempest, to a reckoning. Ropes of earth to the sky of the divine. All hope is lost only for the hopeless. Renderer of damnation. Come all, come as you are. Live if you will.
In my house , all are welcome. For I am a shining star, a devil cursed, but a friend indeed. Warm is my embrace and forever am I loyal. Choose me and you have chosen well.
When you are cold, choose the flame, and when everyone you know drinks poison, marry the poison and rule forever.
In the northern caves , covered in snow, there hides a demon’s fire.
A vision, a 5 pointed star encircled
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Forced Lava
04:41
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Oh God, You scream. The trail ahead begs you to the tragic woods, always too easy, always too soon. A forest of fiery tears eternally ablaze waits for you.
You're not alone. you run, run from the madly possessed wolves, right on your tail.
you're not alone.
You and your demon, running as one.
Hiding , hiding from the bloodletters, your foul scared scent is found.
The dark forest on fire and just in view, don’t panic, make it thru!
Finding. Arriving, the trees are ablaze , the black and glowing embers are falling, from the hell above.
You and your demon , hiding as the lava rains on you. The howls are near. no rest.
You're not alone, Feel the lava flow, crushing your soul
Damn the wolves, hunger knows no end. Cry to your god, your hope is silent and worthless.
plead to your demon, you will sway him, evil vs evil…. until the end.
Now you're alone, your demon is gone, self-sacrificed but still unsung
life blood stops its flow, you are alone,
only packs of whimpering pups remain.
You and your demon, remembered as one.
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Nightmare Fuel
04:26
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A promise made in error, fulfilled in blood. No turning back. Swallowing my decision is like swallowing hot lava.
Now time and space distort, and my nightmare is alive.
Look around me.
Trees and sky and grass slowly turn to ceramic and steel and cement. The frog in the boiling water. Time to turn within.
the beauty, the warmth, the love, all drained from my existence. I live in hell.
I live this hell, trapped with abandoned animals, worse than death, way worse than death.
Sick abominations like parasites onto me. My heart and my humanity, forever stained and brutally torn.
Soon I will be free, soon I will be free, the nightmare will soon be over. with coldness fading, anguish extinguishing, and hopelessness dying.
And no matter to where I finally travel.
Whether into the abyss,or the void, or sanctuary, I will be free. I will be free.
ceramic and steel and cement turn into blood and skin and screams of horror
And the horror begs for a partner, and the partner will have a fast friend.
And soon…. I will see different shadows than you do. I will taste eternity, the vastness, the open sky, the clear cold,...the trees, oh the trees,and the wind of god speaking thru the leaves.
Now I am free. Now I am free.
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Purification Sermon
04:25
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Let the cleansing begin..
Assert to the candid world, You are impure.(we are all impure)
Only death can cleanse you. (Death will cleanse us all.)
The shell of a human is nothing but a prison. Do you wish to shed it?
(We do, we wish to live forever.)
There are men and confederates in this world who will work to thwart your progress as eternal souls.
(Damn them, damn them to the abyss.)
My loved ones, will you drink of my blood and taste of my flesh.
(We will, by your word, our souls will endure.)
Then let the blood flow, let the streets flood, let the sky crackle, and the wind scream into the ears of the idle zealots.
(we welcome it)
I number you all twenty score. Not a vast army, but enough to move men with the leverage of blissful wickedness.
I beseech you, stain their holy calendar with the blood of holy men.
Make their dreams come true. Bring them closer to that which they speak of all too easily.
Our work is righteous (righteous in the face of the blemished) and we descend unto the world's unkempt masses, to teach them , to guide them, to bring them closer. (bring them closer)to bring them closer(bring them closer)to bring them closer(closer to immortal perfection )
We must peel off their frail layers, they die within,(yes) they die within(yes) only to sprout a more pure and evil root, destined to tower over the weak and listless. Our army grows ( limitless and immutable are we)
We will endure, we will grow. We will conquer. We will be everything, everywhere, through all of time. amen(amen)
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Satanic Panic
03:02
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A forgotten castle. A moonless night. two sisters escaping from horror and into madness.
I am your demon, I am the yes that whispers from the back of your mind. Greet them, take them in.
Showered with roses, a feast for the senses, a warm and elaborate embrace.
8 bells and now to sleep. rest as a dove, as a doe, on a pillow of clouds.
Start the panic, 3 bells. And now it begins.
Then the cold, the cold room’s frigid, the ice swallows the doors, the locks, no escape. Let the madness begin.
Leave this place! Leave this place!
Take the knife! the one screams to the other, the hands and the handles intermingle.
Take the knife, bring it to him. Show him the message, make it final. Make it right. No reversal and no contrition. The debt must be paid.
I am your demon, I am the yes that whispers from the back of your mind.
A forgotten castle. A moonless night. Two sisters leave with dark intentions. The cobbled path out of the hidden forest, out from pitch black and into sharp sight.
A destination nears, the punisher will be punished. No cry will be heard, no appeal to kindness, no empathy,none at all, the two hearts, once empty, now flooded and bursting with vengeance and glee. Now they are free,now they are free.
I am your demon, I am the yes that whispers from the back of your mind.
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Stone Tape Theory
03:37
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(unheard: "Greet them, take them in..")
Well hello officers, come on in..
I walked in, just home from work. cracked open a beer, went into the living room, there was blood sprayed everywhere, Her own i suppose..
Whatd I do next?
Well, I tried .....i tried to help her, tried to pick her up, you know… maybe she wasn't dead, but she just…. just fell apart. I thought about washing my hands, but then, I was thinking, wouldn't it look strange to you if my hands were clean.
then I just finished my beer and called you guys…yeah, finished it, drank it to her. She's amazing..
Why r u asking? Why all the questions? I'm blameless… you know It's all perception, ALL of it. Just a trick of the eye and mind I assure you. Just where you are staring from, and where you are staring to. That's all.
You know if I were you, I'd be more concerned about them 2 kids who snuck into my basement.
But i dont think theyre gonna be bothering me or anyone else anymore .
But that girl, the babysitter? yeah, I think there may be something there, maybe a spark,
I wouldn't count us out just yet.
I’m walkin outta here.
Everyone gets what they deserve eventually
I’m walkin outta here
Watch me!
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(Everything is always falling.)
Say it.
(Everything is always falling.)
Say it: (Everyone hates me.)
Say it. (Everyone hates me.)
Say it: (Hate without end.)
Once more,.... with feeling…(Hate without end.)
I should throw your stubborn and restless corpse into the fire…(Throw me into the fire. ) The bleak, the shame, the cracked mirror that no one will ever see. Let the sky open up and swallow you whole. Are you in charge in this dark and dismal realm? (I am only the speaker.)
Tempest tossed, oh god! oh god my mind, it is lost. Oh God, I am only the speaker.
(You hate her) Yes, Yes, a million times yes. (then yes, into the magma of this earth.)
I will be buried?
(Say it again)
I will be buried. (buried beneath a cold mountain of ash and iron.)
Will i be reborn? (yes, a million times yes).
then I'll need a new soul, one that's bursting with blood wine.(and you shall have it). for wine pairs well with sorrow.
(say it) …..(SAY IT!!!) I tasted of her flesh, I tasted of her flesh… and her flesh became my truth.
(say it)….then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw an angel, her heart was dripping with loneliness and her hyper-soul spanned all of Euclidean space. she touched me. , she touched every distortion of me. (and…and?) sorrow, sorrow without end
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Ride the serpent, master your fate.
A thousand hungry Princes of Hell abide in my soul, drowning in the lake of the Serpent and the Master. The serpent is your master. The serpent is your master.
Breach the surface! Rise serpent, rise!
Ride the serpent, seal your fate.
Forgive no one, fornicate with everyone. Leave nothing undone. Torch the damned and send them to their leaders. I dare you, sup with me, dine on the savory flesh of vengeance, drink the blood of refracted life from some vile and wicked bottles. Line them up. Watch them tumble.
Ride the serpent, you cannot wait.
The night is near when the believers without sight will become blinder still, let them wander, let them scream and cry to their god - a mute and feeble myth. Soon the crimson sky will pour down angel fire and dragon’s heat to match the hot winds of Tartarus, let the world of the wicked burn, the weak and the drones shall show their many many faults, which will herald their undoing, then the strong shall be set free, the light of free thought shall conquer their deformed doctrine of lies
Ride the serpent, watch the world burn.
Surround yourself with roses of black bearing thorns of villainy. Your serpent will be your chariot, your ride breathlessly through the ether of a doomed world, with a grin laid bare for all to see. Let dark purpose and vile intent frame your resolve. Wear wickedness as a cape and tread the earthen graves of the unhallowed as a madman dancing and singing songs of damnation, trilling to the dead with bent ears.
Ride the serpent, set yourself free.Drown them all in the lake of the serpent and the master.
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9. |
White Deceivers
03:34
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Riding on the ancient winds stolen from the windflower. Spreading guilt and confusion in their wake.
watch the skies, the deceivers near.
Sleek, and light as air because their sins cannot be seen. Sharp eyes corrupt, directing razors of glare to cloud the minds of men and end hope for mankind.
Warm glowing faces and flowing robes of white, hiding lying merciless souls bound by shrouds of thorns.
The deceivers near.
A rainbow of light, turning into a spectrum of devilry, subduing minds, staining the sky with zealous tribulation, now the people of the lost, the aimless, the mute and the desperate now, now under control from the deceivers so cruel. A world plunged into indoctrinated misery and anguish, where no one walks a free path and no mind is clear.
a rebellion born, the weak and the shackled shall be freed, a concert of voices clear, amassing and enduring, surrounding a convocation of mirrors spinning and compasses wound, encircled by golden pentacles, all cursed and spellbound by pagan conjuror’s hexes and wiccan sorcerer’s incantations, casting forbidden witchcraft and forgotten spells, endowed to them by the earthen gods. Returning the oppressive light back to the aether above, binding and blinding the wicked angels.
The deceivers dejected and expelled, torn from their thrones, forever in shame and defeat. Mark the day, etch the hour on every monument, and sound the horn of victory, the day the deceivers died, sent away by ordinary minds and extraordinary will. The world- now free, forever shining with the light of wonder and the strength of the old gods from below.
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