I Am A Satanist
I realize that acts of ritual have no real bearing on the material or invisible worlds. I acknowledge that it is my minds alone that manipulates the web of reality and makes my Will manifest.While good and evil do not exist--except within the bounds of personal preference and perception, and I am not constrained by moral barriers--I will not harm those who have not sought destruction to my lot, life, freedom and happiness. To my fellow I swear by my blood my loyalty, and to offer what ever services I can, should they ever be in need of me. I vow to cherish and defend the vast kingdoms of the Earth Mother. For without Her, life itself could not exist. I realize that my action of today will cast a reaction and reflection into the future of the intangible tomorrow. Therefore I announce myself as the rules of my own destiny and will place the responsibility to enrich my existence upon my own head.
I Am A Satanist,
the highest embodiment of human life
┼ FLYING HIGH INSIDE THE DARKNESS ┼
THE WORLD
THE FLESH AND THE DEVIL
TICKET TO HELL
IN THE NAME
OF
SATAN
" SET THE WORLD ON FIRE "
And in this dark harvest of season
My life has completely lost reason, For which or against to decide.
All lost in a savage and endless, bleak tide In sadness and in kindness In light and in darkness. In a boat made of hope I shall sail to tomorrow, In a winding hurricane Made of treachery and sorrow. There’s a spear, endless, and colossal spear... Piercing, slashing though my head. Starting somewhere in heaven, Ending somewhere in hell.
Fighting, burning, crying, crashing. Are the armies within.
In my head they are all thrashing. On the heaven’s and hell’s whim. To be light or to be darkness. A perpetual array. It’s not merely my choice, But the choice of the way. It’s an option of the voice, It’s a thin line of gray. Is it a choice forced by fate, Is it a pre-set time and date? Or a choice to which I myself sway? But here’s our story anyway…. “Nothing that I do will matter.As all things will merely shatter!†All my hopes thus darkness scatter, As it shoves me a decree. As it simply wants to win, And to just take over me. “Have a purpose, bend the world, Act out upon your wishes, and ______ will love you a lot†That’s what light then says to me, Because it wants to set me free. Winning slightly over me. “But this cage of gold so shiny, it will shield you from untrue And protect you from the odd, Nothing inside its walls can harm you, In your own little world!†Whispers darkness in my ear, “Only me you should now hear, And with me you will survive, And with my help you will strive, And achieve your paradise, In illusion’s disguise! With no hardships and no pain, Every task you will then tame! â€The light sternly yells at me:
“These are lies as they can be! If your world is build on lies, Then yourself you will despise.
And illusion’s paradise,
Will fall down on you.
Crashing, burning, dying, crying are your dreams And uprooted is your tree! And no longer will you see Where to go or what to be! When you face your final trial, what will the judge say to thee?†“These are lies and mere dogma, Based upon the fear of death!†Darkness then just yells at me: “You have your right to disagree! Make a lovely pact with me. I will offer you salvation, No more fear or deprivation! If you would me then just hear, You have nothing at all to fear. Since we do not have a soul. There’s nothing with which to pay a toll! Sign here, over there. In the name of pleasure and hope. In the name of revolution, Let your path be just a gentle slope!†It’s arguments are winning over me, And thus with darkness I agree, And so I sign the decree, And with a treacherous and jolly glee Darkness enshrouding, standing over me “With the light here once and for all undone You and I shall become one!†And so, I enter into the storm of shadows.As pitch-black as the depths of sea.Become a mere castaway, amidst the weary crowds. Consumed by somber, ashen clouds,With heavens frowning over me. A storm of ice and fire, dancing all around with a glee. A ring chrono-storm encapsulating me. Just like a stove turned up to high degree. Tearing up roads, buildings, picking up debris. Into the air it takes me. My wings have turned to blackened ash The pacifying, freezing fear taking over My heart is covered in frost And all I wished, is to be free…
hear the thunder , hear the voice , hear the noise of hell
demons , devils , dark spirits
from the church horror tales , the horde of dead roar..
Satan My Master
I slit my wrists to drain me of my blood
Satan my Master
Upside down i turn the cross of god
satan my master
recieve this sacrifice this blood of mine
satan my master
i carve into my rotten flesh your signs
satan my master
remember me when judgement day is near
satan my master
take my hand when armageddon's here
satan my master
Fuck Your God
NO ONE WILL BURN IN HELL
FOR ALL ETERNITY
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