Satan... thou who art omnipotence itself,
thou who art the scourge of heaven and earth,
thou who shalt be served by the true warriors,
thou who shalt walk again among the burning ground.

Thus I summon thee by my blood, but not only with mine...
Servant, lay the virgin upon the black altar,
uncloth her, prepare her for sacrifice.

This is my sacrifice for thee, thy lords, thy legions!
Oh, how gently the blade slides among her flesh...
Black fog hovers above the stone-ground
when the blood runs sweet into the unhallowed chalice.
And my phallus unseals the innocence of virginal being,
a symbol for crushing the white gates of heaven,
and my seed of purest hate and wisdom rushes
from my hell into the once pure heaven.

The cirlce is aglow with fire, my vision becomes truth by my spells.
I bow down for the horned silhouette I behold:
The ultimate hellish magnitude has arrived.