eep within the seething Abyss, amidst the steams & the sparks, & the thunderous
poundings of the Hellhammer, smashing upon the black anvil, SATAN forges His
children with Might & Magic. Imbuing them with the Wisdom of the Gods, the
knowledge of the ages, the Magic of LUCIFER, & the strength of the daemonic
hordes who fill the skies, to bring the Darkness of Night. WE ARE BORN! Cast
in the splendorous eclecticity of the Infernal Legions, & set upon this World
to conquer & indulge. SATAN sees that it is well, & smiles...
Then, with the blazing flames of Hell leaping from His eyes, He outstretches
His massive arm, pointing unto Terra, & intones with echoing thunders, "Go forth,
unto Our Black Earth, procreate with bestial lust, destroy Our enemies with
pure HATRED, & be loyal to one another, with pride & honour - SO IT IS DONE!
We are THE NEW SATANIC BREED, The Devil's Avengers. In the past, We remained
exclusively in "subterranian labyrinths", secretly ruling & manipulating the
masses from Our darkened abodes. Now, We break forth, toppling the tombstones
of dead & stagnant moralities, breaking up foundations built upon misconception.
Echoing Our wrath across the face of the world, & unto the trembling inhabitants.
Impaling the son of blinding light, so the bliss of Nocturn may ever pervaid...
True Black Magic Magicians are not ones to sit idley by, handing out spells
upon request to any who so may desire, or hide behind liturgical nebulisms.
Such has been the case with "white magicians", x-ians, & neo-pagan x-ianized
occultniks, using their pathetic little talents as flimsy security blankets
against The Strong. As they hide behind their crosses & upturned pentacles
{weak-agrams}, seeking to passify & effemanize any who would dare heed their
foolosophies of flowery dung. While We, clad in black armor, bring down the
Black Veritos Blade to deliver the deathstrike with exceeding hate! The Black
Pentagram descends from tempestuous skies, & runs through their symbols of
deceit. True liberation shall then flow, flow as the watery blood of the
nazarene cult, from the cross! They must be bled dry, until their remnants are
swallowed up by the Jaws of Rebellion! Then, We will care not to let them
arise again. Now & then, We check their weak, idiotological pulses, & blast
them further, upon the faintest indication of a heartbeat!
We, as SATANISTS, must be prepared at all times in this new era of "holy war".
These are amongst the Black Arts of the God of Darkness & Infernal Light:
On a physical level, train with the iron that molds muscles unto strongest
proportions. Learn the ways of the Martial Arts, to confound those who dare
defy. Purchase & wield the weapons of battle when needed as an equalizer, &
hone the skills at the places of targetry.
On a mental level, may thy tongues be as sharp as an asp's, stinging deep into
the brains of the enemy. Psychological warfare is of the most effective. Cripple
their minds with fear, & the battle is Ours! Don the Deathshade, & encribe
the Symbols of Dread.
On an emotional level, harden Your Black Hearts to their devices, for they
come in the guise of light, but speak of putrefaction. We come in the guise
of "death", but We truly Love & Evilive life to the fullest & purest! Stop
those whose foolosophy would deny You the carnal pleasures the World offers.
Indulge Thy birthrights responsibly. HATE the enemy with all your Will, so
your feelings may not be scrambled. Be not susceptible to their indiscriminate
ploys of guilt, but instead preserve, respect, & adore those treasures who
ultimately benefit Your purposes.
On a psychic-Magical level, using our inherant natural abilities, We manipulate
the enemy for Our folly, & their eventual destruction. Casting Our desires
upon the Daemonic Winds, influencing their lives on profound plateus. Appearing
in their dreams, transforming them to nightmares, leaving not a moment's peace,
implanting suggestions to their detriment, but more importantly, OUR benefit.
Shattering their infantile & sniveling prayers. Breaking their meager defenses.
Working them like marianettes in Our morbid theatre of pleasure & pain. They
are daemon-bait!
Employing the blessings of SATAN We possess for defense, consulting the oracles,
preserving Our substance by gazing into the future, & perceiving their thoughts
& actions from afar.
Always, above & beyond them. Neither under nor over-estimating them, thus,
allowing Our black blades to pierce quick & deep in to their "souls".
Gather up Thine swords, axes, maces, & shields! The cannons & guns are at the
ready! Let the Hymn of the Satanic Empire be sung!The banners are high & proud!
Arm Yourselves, dark brethren, for We march on to victory!