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Dark Prophesy III: Islamicide

 

 

Ass-ending muslim prophet
Emerging from The Well
Decapitate Mo-ham-mad
Send him plunging into Hell!
Replaced with pigskull head
Smeared with the fatwah of swine
Impaled Abaddon's sword
Ignited in Hellfire
Shaitan's scepter Pitchfork
Held upon the temple's peak
Humiliation for the world to see...!

 

Corpse within the sow cadaver
Another crucifixion
Bending over, so much sheep
Bow to the gods defeated
koran inserted deep
Bestial remuneration
Daemonic Djinn set free...!

Unveil the sinful vices
Hidden within her lust
Hijab stained with seed
Sweetest of Lilith's harlots
The Sinful Sultan's Harem
Serpentine desires released upon the wind
Cast off thine chains of tyrants
And join The Devil's din!

The slaughtered mullahs
Hanging from their guts & turbans
Blood of Allah stain the sands
Maskim Xul takes command
Crescent turned to...
The horns of Iblis to sacrifice!
The sky aflame with Evil Eyes!

The sheeple turning round & round
Ring around the rosy death
Counterclockwise widdershins
Muezzin reversed, necrotic voice
The call of destruction burst
Mecca explodes and burns!

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to Vlad Tepes. Plunging the depths of another Black Mass to execute dimensions of blindlight. No god stands before Myself. Bow before the glory of The Satanist!

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Obsessed with Control

When the man of the house threatens to put a leash on you,

The best step now is to see yourself out to force him to rue.

Mangerape

Follow the Pentagram...!

Black clouds over Bethlehem
Brought by demonwinds
Gates of Hell are opened up
Legions enter in

Woman screaming in the night
Howlings of the wolves
Baby born in piss and shit
Bloody messianic torn

{M A N G E R A P E...}

Fuck The baby jesus
Impaled with the cross
Unholy demon sacrament
Baptized blasphemic lust!

The lies of mary are exposed
Sacrifice false virgin whore
Upon The Altar of Lust!
Triple possession nubile flesh!
Filled with Devil's Ecstasy!
Cummunion Daemonseed!

Incestuous sacrilege
Forbidden gift reciprocate
Orgy of Damnation
Into Wombtomb insertion
Straight to Hell as Satan's slaves!

{M A N G E R A P E...}

Fuck the baby jesus
Impaled with the cross
Fuck the baby jesus
In the manger lost!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Blasphemous scenario of sacriligeous horror! sesuj & mary enslaved & possessed by demons in the manger, proceed with an orgy of damnation! Symbolic and literal descriptions. Remember to follow that Pentagram! [Coincides with SHADOW GALLERY: Immaculate Defecation]

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Krampus Fyre

Folder: 
Satanalia

Howling Winds, through Hellmouth rise
Icicle fangs, hearth glowing eyes
Melting snow, a whip of flame
Hoofbeats from The Pit, torches light the way

Scraping claws, gaping jaws
Serpentine probing tongues
Savor the carnage faire
Bloodthorns lashing deep

Bucranium Staves pound the earth
Demon shades lurching forth
Crown of Horns arching high
From Krampusnacht they ride

Ornaments shattered
Trees ignite the pyre
Church mangers & temples ablaze

Kindling nazarene, kringle chained
Chaotic Krampus Fyre!

Venison sacrifice, skeletal remains
Feast of The Beast, Solstice Sabbath beckons
Nativity Offering, Black Mass eve/il
Mithras! Horus! Dionysis!
Follow the Lucifer star!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Shadowy demonic forms quake through the snowy wilderness, their black reflections stretching forth across the land by the flickering of hellfire burning atop staffs with skulls crowning. They emerge to cause chaos and rampage from nightmare fane, immolating herdmas decorations in their wake. These avengers from Hell take their sacrifices to consume as they may. They have come forth upon Krampusnacht and have celebrated upon The Solstice Sabbath, now to destroy the nazarene's foul denizens as part of the Black Mass. Demon's Night upon the eve. Let the hellfires burn!

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Armageddon-Bullet

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Short Stories.

Thunder was heard from outside, I saw the lightning through a hole in my curtains. I knew they had come, I started to walk around. Then on a bookshelf I saw the statue of the Demon, the Demon I knew but instantly again (and to my frustration) forgot his name. Then He spoke to me, the Demon; He discussed with a fierce voice the upcoming end of the world and many other things of which I had no understanding.

 

The Demon showed me a vision of great Anubis-beasts who made the ground tremble, black they were, with great Anubis-heads and vast bodies without roundings (at least none were such as visible). On top of these Anubis-beasts rode great Pharaohs dressed in white and gold, but immediately through or split from their chests bloody open came zombies, leaving the pharaohs cut open and dead, falling away from the great beasts. That was my vision of the end of the world, which always seems to include zombies.

 

Ramses came into the room after I heard the alarm of war outside, he said we had to hide from the bullets that would kill a man so he said he would hide me in the cellar. As ridiculous as he is, he put me under the table in a sleeping-bag, that was his cellar, I don't know, maybe he was already mad at this point; it just didn't make much sense to keep lying there so I stood up and walked towards the window. Then a bullet came through the glass, but it was a strange bullet; it seeks its target and keeps bumping to the walls until it has find a target. This time the bullet didn't hit me but almost did as I was unbalanced and had great difficulty avoiding the bullet.

 

I decided to go to the cellar myself. There were strange colored glass windows (which I don't recall seeing before) in the many rooms (which were all mine as I claimed them before due to the reason that nobody wanted to live there because of the evil things possibly dwelling there). I had really huge rooms but I decided to remain in the small rooms...

 

Then it happened, the bullet came through one of the windows, as it started to seek its target people came running down the stairs towards me (including Ramses). They all saw it when the bullet hit me, but then something weird happened: it didn't kill me, it made me mad, really insane, delirium in a chaotic way...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A dream I had - Cthulhu Mythos short story.

Armaggedon Flight

Folder: 
Poetry

Armageddon; the Old Ones came

And Cthulhu roamed free

Nyarlathotep came to me

And gave me clothing in Zodiac-style

Then I went with Him.

 

On a bat, flying in mid-air;

Beasts were coming: huge bears

But out of reach, not out of sight

And there were enemies behind us

Who tried to pull us down.

 

I told this to Nyarlathotep;

And he said: “Wait one moment”

Then in hyperdrive we went faster

And flew out of sight…

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A dream I had.

Aphoom Zhah: The Icy Grey Flame

Folder: 
Poetry

A being composed of icy cold gray flame

Its body temperature being zero,

Contact with living matter is deadly.


The light cast off is sickly,

Cold and unhealthy.

In the Pnakotic Manuscripts

It is written that He destroyed the lands

Of Hyperborea, Lomar, and Zobna.


Aphoom Zhah dwells beneath

The Ice of the North Pole.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Mythos poem.

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An Account of Monsters

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Short Stories.

I was in the squat, they always seemed to me like buildings from third-world-countries; but you have to do with what you have. There was one beautiful room with a black sofa (I always wanted a sofa in my room) and no tv, a drying rack, some music-boxes, clothespins, etc. But the sad thing was that the room belonged to someone else. Ramses told me I could stay in the room (but that is something else than having it yourself), so I stayed. I enjoyed the room till the moment came the owner came home, I locked the door so I had to open it ofcourse and he came inside telling me it was alright I used his room, what a relief!

At the front of the house there was a monster, I always feared the day would come that the minions of Cthulhu would be released (and still I do pray for the very day) and here it has come to pass, I fear they will consume me alive. I know the name of the monster in front of my house but I fear to recall it by its name. The most scary thing was is that I opened the door slightly and for a moment I feared the monster would come through the door into the house to eat us all, but the door closed fastly, we were safe again...

For some time I pondered at the lake, it was night, I was outside and kept walking up and down next to the black waters, I wondered were the Deep Ones were and if they would come to get me too, I wished to see them, I truly did, but nothing happened. But at least I could contemplate upon the lake. I was thinking about the monster, what was it doing? Was it sleeping? Was it watching me? The grey huge monster, the thing I feared most.

I had another room: it was high in a cocoon of white plastic, it was a bubble, it was not much, maybe it was not even real but it was there, there high in the air where the monsters couldn't reach me, where the grey thing couldn't touch me, I loved this place. I started to put on my rollerskates, the plan was to outskate the monsters speed, to be able to be faster than him; like we did before that day when we outran the cops on the street near the Fishmarket. When I looked out of the bubble I saw the dragons, the monsters; and I knew that they were mere creations of the mind, but still I feared them evermore, while in truth I am one with them; even one with the monster who haunts me.

The monster was able to get inside this time, fastly it ran through the hall, slaying all in its path, it was time and I was finished. When I returned to the beautiful room, he was dead, the owner was dead. His body was lying bloodred on the black sofa. When I explored more I noticed that everybody was dead, but Ramses I couldn't find; ofcourse he mystically disappeared (like always). I heard something. Fear took control of me. Large footsteps in the hallway, shuffling sounds. I had to move, I just had to move. I crawled to the door and looked around the corner. Nothing. Fastly I closed the door behind me. I couldn't stay here. What reason I had to stay here? Suddenly the monster jumped from around the corner on me, knocked me with my head down and devoured me alive...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Mythos short story.

Alienate Beloved

Folder: 
Poetry

There is silence in the world

Since we didn't said farewell;

And your beauty with an alien speech

An alien tale would tell.

 

There is silence in the world,

Which is not peace nor quiet;

Nyarlathotep; a golden heart

Ever I seek to flee therefrom,

While I belong with Thee,

And walk the ways of the riot.

 

But when I hear the music moan

In rooms of thronging laughter,

A serpent-tongued demon drives me forth,

And silence follows after.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A love poem for Nyarlathotep.