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"May you be the firebrand of the furnace of the earth..."

Come ye Sons of Celestial Fire, - Descend as of Olde!

To mix your seed with mortal kind and sire unlawful progeny divine.

As unto Qayin, at crossed-roads three, - The bloodline of wisdom, pass unto me.

For with this, my sacrifice, self unto Self, I am led

Into the Witching Fire of Tubal-Qayin!

Come ye Daughters of Ancient Night, - Arise and behold!

The path of the Blessed Serpent bright, - Fallen from heaven's black light.

As unto Calmena, at crossed roads three, - The bloodline of wisdom, pass unto me.

For with this, my sacrifice, self unto Self, I am led

To imbibe the envenomed Graal of Lilith!

"In the brazen Citadel, in the Hall of Flames,

I call upon Thee, Goat-Angel of the Golden Horns,

Master of the Primal Fire, AZAZEL-QAYIN, appear in Thy brilliance!

O flame breathing Daemon and Wizardly Smith,

Who forgest the iron weapons of victorious liberation,

Hearken to me, who am of Thy cunning seed, - The hidden house of AZAZEL!"

[Nigel Jackson - The Masks of Misrule]

From the bellow's breath, the flame is born, - That tempers the blade, forged by the Lord.

The hammer strikes to shape the blade true, - Through furnace and flame born anew,

Wielded now with steady left hand, - To pierce the hearts of woman and man.

All Hail, Sword of Judgment, cut to the core, - Strike fear in your enemies, Sword of War!

Rise, O Flame, ever higher, - Burn to ashes all within this pyre

At the Forge of Tubal-Qayin.

Come ye Children of forgotten Gods born, - Recall what was told!

The promise made in gardens of Eld, - When with the Wise Serpent, converse was held.

As with Seth, upon the Olde Serpent's Tree, - The fourth road of wisdom, shall set me free.

For with this my sacrifice, self unto Self, I am led

To embrace Death, the Master's revelation!

A conflagration of All, yet within detritus most foul arises - A crown and a might beyond Law!

Unum adversas omnia, the Opposer's path revealed,

All-Otherness resolved and in One Thing sealed.