Horns of the Goat
Unto the dedication, service sealed in blood Victory of mortal damnation, rites of baphomet Rise the shadow, I am the black warlock of ancient sorcery Black witch I sodomize thee, bloodbath and self-stimulation Recite the spell of power, chant of black damnation Blood covered parchment, incantation of my master I gain immortality, my dark soul undestructable by light An earthly void, upon the plateau of wisdom, Prince of the damned am I, sorceror of a black power...
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 22, 2026
Oh, the night rises again, I feel the beast possess me, Stimulation of bestial desire, way of the wolf is my oath I prepare for a hunt of human life Ritual prepared, master satan, grant me the powers of the wolf Wolfskin belt is given, succubus, rape my flesh and gather the Blackest lust I feel the pain and suffering of the innocent child, As the flesh is torn and the blood is shed The night has teeth, as many humans have found I am the lord of the forest, my skills of magick and death perfected A service to my dark lord-the death of light, in human form he was Tortured Death welcomed him... the soul is immortal... beware...
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 22, 2026