Blasphemous Towers of Lust

(Instrumental)

As the full moon shines bright in the darkness absolute the earthen altar opens wide and bears the fruit from the blood sacrifice the smokey haze in the night amongst the sentinel trees so stoic witnesses to the blasphemy in glory and the chanting to the conjure the unholy the ritual in the twilight to call upon the dark ones the ritual in twilight in the darkness absolute

Upon the high cliffs in the stone sanctuary the cohort clad in loose robes of satin encircling the pale beauties of flesh adorned with the unholy pendants pledged and bodies writhing in ecstasy and orgasms moaning in absolute pleasure echoing the ceremonial blood orgy divine sexual magick to awaken Satan defile the cross with acts of lust ceremonial blood orgy divine

Veiled in fog hidden among the trees lingers visages and entities of great power that which fearful souls cower and flee that which is omnipresent and with might eternal Satan our lord and the cult reigning throughout the black forests and great cliffs presence of evil and absolute hungering the power in the night that's never abating driven to rule everything we touch the power of the night forever reigning

Risen from exile below standing strong on this soil gnashing jaws so vile, suffer the spears of Hell risen hordes of leathery wings cloaked in putrid smoke talons rending flesh, suffer the spears of Hell legions of the cult, legions of blessed imps waging battle to ruin, suffer the spears of Hell let none survive by death or pillaging claiming virgin flesh, suffer the spears of Hell

Suffering the wrath of the left hand path fists and flame obliterating the stone of lies impaled priests begging for mercy rivers of blood and the nuns we are raping destroy the frail icons of weakness a time now left to rot and ashes torching the steeples of hypocrisy defile the land and the nuns we are fucking monastary ablaze ablaze

High upon the cliffs of a forsaken land ominous stands the castle of power deep within the glorious and unspeakable emanating smoke and cries of pleasure within the towers of lust and evil lies the greatest displays of power no bounds to the debauchery within, blood smoke fornication and glorious sin sex magick and blood rituals awakening the greatest of beings within the towers of lust and evil unholy fornication and glorious sin

(Enochian chant samples of Aleister Crowley)