Exuded delusions, an entry to not
Witness before time the flesh has tattered
Becomes prey to odious winds
Cast down to the wastelands this most unclean one

Atone the corpses at the seventh moon's rise
Make expiation with sin and banish hope to the wilds of Azazel
Iniquities coil from oppression's hands clasped about the horns

Thy heights remain jagged
Ancient tormentor
Instruct the lowly to beat steel to swords
So they might make war

Lead them astray
Unending chaos
So arise godlessness
An absence engrained in those that bathe in excrement
Those that find solace in the obscene
To Se'irim ascribe all sin

Goetia pseudomonoarchia daemonum

Entrance held by the lesser key
Fetid pillars shrine the place of iniquity
Theurgic incantations to harness the elements
Induced to thralldom, languish at the biddings
The ancient tome confines rapine intentions
Repugnant stench wafts with the blackstorm

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