Desencadenando las negras profecías de los ancestros
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Even I feel the sound of Emen Hetan And the obscure vision of the neolithic ceremony That resounds in my mind Through the incarnations in the spheres of time Even I remember when I arrived to you, my lord In the dark time of the forgotten eon And as the true wisdom by black magic Now that the black remains cries out And the blood of grand Kingu flows in me, your slave Implore your horned serpent of time's abyss Come to me, Lord Come in this night now that the moon is immortal And the black blood burns in me Ereshkigal Hear me, make me black Master, give me your force, your power For to take the key and, as in the past, to ride on the wings of the night Now in the immortal night Hear me Satan The deadly wake up and smell the incense
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
You are nailed, whipped and immolated With your beautiful crown of thorns Too much pain for the grand Messiah? Hidden between the shadows I enjoy your prophesied destruction Condemned by your dear human race They clove you in your holy symbol You are twisting in it And you ask for clemency Nobody hears you! Your pig father Your pain is my pleasure Your corpse lifeless is retired from the cross Covered with tatters you are buried It's my chance Covered by my shadows I profane your tomb I see your corpse and I incrust the thorns On your head even more I elevate your corpse and I lance it to the walls Your corpse is engraved on your holy mantle Destroying your stomach I draw out your genitals And I incrust it in your smooth Oh, grand Jesus, show me your power! This is your body Receptacle of my black creations This is your blood That eternally will be poured out by my slaves This is my dick Who will penetrate and will ejaculate in your corpse This is my semen The creator of black creatures That you will bear in your stomach And who will guard your sepulcher eternally Mutilating your corpse I condemned your soul to insurrection In opposition to your father And to perish in my domain Third day No resurrection Your pig father has left you again You have lost your false paradise Oh, Jesus Christ! Your mutilated corpse is rotting
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
In recum inclinatio humanitas Cum expunationis suus albus columnae Cum die coverti in nocte Et luna, consequor suus inmortalitate Reliquio irruo terra suus magicus fluxus Nostrum antiquos Dominus Expergefeci ex suus perpetuus somnium Qui surgo cum potentia ex tempestatis Expergefeci Pazuzu! Filli Ia! Repetitio visionis tundele Aro proesentis ex surgo e profundis et marc Antiquos deus dei rapiopui qui sum tollo Suus antiquus expersitus et suus Primigeni curae suus Onus, suus scentia refleci suus antiquus Et sacrilegus, imperior Inferior magicus fluxus luna
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026