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Darkness behind moonlight, come to me! Through burial fog and ghastly spheres of the earth spheres of Death! Death that pours forth from my throat and seeps into the world as rot upon rot. Rend each nerve open, raw drawn from burning night to halls beyond time encased in pauseless dread. Blackest fire fill my lungs so that I might exhale noxious plumes.

Sulfuric Curses to Invoke

Thee I invoke, Great Aborted One Thee, that didst create all and Naught Thee, that didst create the Unknown and Unknowable Thee, that didst create every Holy Abomination Thou and the Lord of God and his Reflection I invoke thee, Great Coward, who dwells in the Void hear me: Bastard! Cretin! Malice made flesh! I am he, whose mouth is fire I am he, wrought Evil at every turn I am he, whose claws scrape thy flesh

The Spleen Girth with Serpent is my name.

Come forth and follow and be obedient unto me!

I as one with this most blessed and foul Creator,

one with seraphic murder that blooms

within life a flower

violently opening

have invoked

and inhaled

the blackest fires

which brought

forth the

Gilded

Spleen!