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Baptize us...in blood...annoint us... with the blood of the nazarene child

Homage...we give to thee...Asmodai...allow us infernal sanction

We...invoke thy name...Amaymon...guide us thought and word

So...Mote...It Be!

Let flow...the blood of christ's feeble flock!

Consume their souls...in sacrifice

Rend their minds...and their bodies in ecstasy

Feast...on their dead flesh!

Asmodai...grant us thy seal...of blackened hate

Arise

In the name of Mahazael...materialize before us stygian beings

Grant to us thy blackened adoration...ancient ones that dwell outside of time

Rise

Savor the pungent foetid reek...as christians die in biting searing pain

Abdominal pandiculations...with glee watch their entrails erupt forth

Inflict...their bodies with lancinate pain

Writhe...in myth ar their mystery

Immerse them...in squalloring waves of anguish

Bless them...no more for their christ is dead

Torture...the pain engulfs theirs minds

Bleed...the lust for agony

Cleansed...of their wretched former lives

Freed...to suffer in their own hell

Butcher...the christians mercilessly

Slaughtered...in unbearable pain

Dead...the holy cadavers remain

Imprisoned...in hell their souls destroyed

Bodies flayed constantly...crucified in Shaitan's name

Suffering eternal torment...inflict the pain on them endlessly