Blood Vaults – The Blazing Gospel of Heinrich Kramer
Among the calamities of a rapidly declining age, Of which – O grieving heart! – our aching souls are cursed to read and bear witness, It is primarily the vetus oriens, Which, unleashed through the irrevocable perdition of his downfall, Surceaseth not to befoul the Church, Whose early proliferation was blessed by the blood baptism of the novus oriens, The Human Christ, With manifold contagions of heresy. And yet, his attempts occur in times, as Earth's last eve befalls, And the deeds of man turn towards the sinister, And his mind fills with wrath, for the end of all times draws near. And thus, he planted a novel depravation within the acre of God, Marked by the shape of the female, who serves as its gateway: Heresy of the maleficae, so I speak.
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
An asserere maleficas esse ita censetur catholicum, quod eius oppositum pertinaciter defendere omnino sit hereticum. As Inquisitor master...! I'll have his work surmount God's creation Consecrating heresy, hallucinating Daemons And as your bodies tremble, sordid celestial bodies Extol these lines and apprehend: Clandestine is the art of the Daemon... And when he doth transgress, he doth with fervency And as he doth transgress, will ye unmask his messengers...? Hast thou received him so bewitched as a Daemoness? Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear Who is as mover superior over the passive Who taketh the virile shape of the loins of the appetent Warm semen is passed on, from Incubus to Succubus To leave a secret blemish on human body and soul... An catholicum sit asserere, quod actus incuborum et succuborum demonum tantum modo infimis spiritibus conueniat. And when thou dost transgress, thou dost through His persuasion And as thou dost transgress, thou dost surrender to depravity. As Inquisitor master...! I challenge all holy volition Corroding souls by the moon, stirring cerebral lifeblood And as your bodies tremble, sordid celestial bodies Extol these lines and apprehend: The stellar call is but a hex of the Daemon...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
Non est caput nequius super caput colubri Et non est ira super iram mulieris Commorari leoni et draconi placebit Quam habitare cum muliere nequam. Beware the unsavoury grief of the serpent Eschew her feeble heart, her juices, her tongue Thou wouldst follow a siren's voice through a sea of caustic Absinthe And with malicious lust inflamed, thou shalt fail, and writhe in hate Mala ergo mulier ex natura – The female is bitterer than death! An generatiuam potentiam seu actum venereum impedire et maleficiare possunt. Veritas scilicet est: May thy virility lie with the taintless vaginae of the innocent May thy limbs escape the illusion of false potency May thy spawn evolve, and may it be virginally thine May thine instincts obey to human stimuli And withstand thyself, Malefica! Malefica, animal imperfectum! The female is bitterer than death!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Nec volunt quod deus talia fieri permittat. Read, fatuous lambs... Your wretched evils are punished far beyond disease and death It is them who let the Daemon operate, despite miserable angelic restraint It is them who feed the glory of our lord, and so artfully afflict him And o your animal acts... Patior peccatum originale originatum! Warm semen is passed on, and the guilt, the shame, o the shame! Quanto crebrius quis diabolo se subiecit tanto intollerabiliorem sibi facit ut ei reluctari non possit. Sed cum mali crebrius se subieciant diabolo eis sit tentatio magis intollerabilis et frequentior cum non habeant scutum fidei formate quo se tueantur. Read, fatuous lambs, the five signs of the divine: Precept, Prohibition, Advice, Operation, Permission In times of the witch your devotional faith may be a fatal denial Nothing is done unless Almighty God wishes it to be done, Either by permitting it or by himself doing it.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Now it happened in the city of Spires, in the same year that this book was begun, that a certain devout woman held conversation with a suspected witch, and, after the manner of women, they used abusive words to each other. But in the night she wished to put her little suckling child in its cradle, and remembered her encounter that day with the suspected witch. So, fearing some danger to the child, she placed consecrated herbs under it, sprinkled it with holy water, put a little blessed salt to its lips, signed it with the sign of the cross, and diligently secured the cradle. About the middle of the night she heard the child scream... Is it a goatish gorge I smell there on thy pale maiden flesh? Art thou willing to deny the Anomalous Woman – the Deamon lendeth a hand Hast thou murdered unchristened children, and anointed their limbs? Hast thou received burning semen inside the womb O young gentle witch of mine...? He seemeth not disposed to lose his potency And deformed hands ruin her progeny His sinful phallus treacherously disenchanted Ecce veritatem dico sciens quod dum auditores sint verbi et non factores amplius deus offendit et lucrum meum augmentatur. And it came to pass at a night in Rome That I dined with a Bohemian Priest. Who so woebegone moaned about a nameless tree, a female and a Daemon Who so afflicted screamed when tied to the columns of our saviour Who so calumnious mocked our virgin in obsessive abuse of his limbs Perennially suffering... howling... crushing his teeth into the marble „Here he stood, here he stood!“
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
Ye are incurably diseased Even if the Daemon is summoned That cure would not be a human one Bear your agony, bear him. Nefariousness, intimidation, shamefacedness And sweetest tears to shrive the last of all bedevilments Of the spirit rather than the flesh Paenitentiam agite! Repent and shed purest tears With the intoxication vanished or vainly awaited Now it has been learned from witches that they cause this spell of hatred by means of serpents; For the serpent was the first tool of the devil, And by reason of its curse inherits a hatred of women. Threefoldly deceived ye are: Ungulate youngling, stared at Ungulate youngling, relieved by the Daemon Ungulate youngling, kneeling on hindlimbs Paenitentiam agite! Repent and attend the Communion of the Supper With the intoxication vanished, mutilated and exorcised We're blessing and regarding the Seven: Show not the path to him Summon not arcane names Forfeit not thy words Abuse not signs and symbols Preach not beyond sacred words Preach the power of sacred words Disguise not as God! I dispossess... Paenitentiam agite! Error erat ut venientes de nocte demonibus aut ut vetule dicunt 'die Seligen', sed sunt malefice vel demones in earum effigies, debent omnia absumere ut post abundantius tribuant. Colorant quidam et dicunt 'schrettil' sunt, contra determinationem doctorum quod praeter homines et angelos non sunt alie creature rationales. Unde non sunt nisi demones. At night, when the Daemons came...
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Read, fatuous lambs, the proclamation on the churchgate: Cum nos totis nostris affectibus inhiantes ac ex omnibus nostris praecordiis affectantes, populum christianum nobis commissum in unitate et serenitate catholice fidei confoveri ac ab omni peste pravitatis haeretice visceraliter elongari, idcirco nos, ad gloriam et honorem recolendi nominis iesu christi et ad exaltationem sancte fidei ortodoxe atque ad depressionem haeretice pravitatis praecipue in maleficis, in virtue of holy obedience and under pain of excommunication we direct, command, require and admonish that within the space of twelve days, the first four of which shall stand for the first warning, the second for the second, and the third for the third warning; And we give this treble canonical warning that they should reveal it unto us if anyone know, see or have heard that any person is denounced to be a heretic or a witch, or if any is suspected especially for such practices as causing harm to men, cattle or the fruits of the earth or to the loss of the State. But if any do not obey these commands and admonitions, let him know that he is impaled with the sword of excommunication.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Immure, enchain and distress her For she summoneth a harmful silence I leave to the superior to judge if I am good, And I would break myself before my tormentor would. Avoid her touch, truncate her hair For she might conceal intimate charms My silence is not fragile, I shall not shed a tear Inflamed by my Daemon, no ordeal shall I fear. Indoctrinate me, young gentle witch of mine! Bring forth thunder and hailstorm! Mislead me into sexual chaos, and I'll mislead thee. Inflamed by my Daemon, no ordeal shall I fear.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
For the glory of God... let none of them be blameless Beware of relieving them from the righteous wrath When she doth transgress, she doth beyond all inquisition ... vel reperitur solum diffamata de haeresi generaliter ... and we impose canonical lustration upon thee A humiliating oath of the morbid one Touch the Gospels... ... vel reperitur ultra infamiam questionibus et tormentis exponenda aliqualiter ... and we celebrate torturous interrogation upon thee Blood from the mouth and the Bishop's erection Dare not to persist in heresy... ... vel reperitur suspecta de haeresi violenter ... and being repentant, thou keepest the burden of blasphemy Which enrobeth thee in blue, and crosses thou wearest At the church, in the dungeons... ... vel reperitur confessa haeresim et impenitens atque relapsa certitudinaliter ... and the charity, oh!... we lavished upon thee! A triumph of beloved damnation, oh atrocious damnation! Thou art now profane in death! ... vel reperitur non confessa sed convicta de haeresi ... and impenitence igniteth the darkest of all pride upon thee As thine innocence is godless, and the lord is our judge... Thou art now profane in death! Sit laus deo. Exterminium haeresis. Pax vivis. Requies aeterna defunctis.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025