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Spells And Invokations
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SelfDedication
Chaos
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Demonic Magic
The Black Book Of Satan
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Preparetory Spell before preforming Black Magic... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Expugno Lumen, Nillus Lux, Vis Levis, Luciens Nux" We Extinguish the Light, We Render it’s Death, Violent Light, Light is Dead Said 3x with a bell dipped in fresh blood and rung 3x over the Gate or summoning sigil. Cluien@dangergirl.com -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Satanic Magic Some of these spells I got from a guy who said he was what's called an "eclectic Pagan". That is, he used Satanic overtones in Wicca.(?) I've modified slightly what he gave me, so I'm not sure how effective the ones I did change will be. If you try them out and they don't work, tell me okay? But remember: it's will that counts in Satanism, not technique. Revenge 1. Say- "By the power of witches and mages By the power of crones and sages By the moon and through its' stages By the Sphinx and through the ages By the night of sorrow I see thy heart be hollow I see thy blood turn black I craft a curse upon your back I take my revenge then leave it be I take what you deem free So let it be" 2. Burn frankincense and sprinkle salt over an image of or something to do with the victim as you do this rite. Binding 1. Gather spiderwebs from your house and a dead fly. Put the fly on the webs. 2. Write on virgin paper: "North South East West Spiders web shall bind him best East West North South Holds his limbs and stops his mouth Seal his eyes and choke his breath Wrap him 'round with ropes of death!" 3. Fold the paper 4 times. Place the paper, webs and fly onto some black cloth. 4. Bind the cloth together at the four corners so it makes a little bag with the paper, webs and fly inside. Then hang this in any dark corner undisturbed until it gets coated thickly with dust. Lastly, after this has happened, bury it. Destruction Invocation of Satan Say: "In the name of Satan, the Ruler of the Earth, the King of the world, I command the forces of Darkness to bestow their Infernal power upon me! Open wide the Gates of Hell and come forth from the Abyss to greet me as your brother and friend! Grant me the indulgences of which I speak! I have taken thy Name as part of Myself! I live as the beasts of the field, rejoicing in the fleshly life! I favour the Just and curse the Rotten! By all the Gods of the Pit, I command that these things of which I speah shall come to pass! Come forth and answer to your Names by manifesting my desires! Oh hear the Infernal Names of :Abaddon, Kali, Sekhmet, and Dagon" Drink from your chalice. Turn clockwise, pointing your athame, cane, or sword at each quarter and call forth the Princes of Hell: Satan from the north, Lucifer from the West, Belial from the south, and Leviathan from the east. Invocation for Destruction Say-"Behold! The mighty voices of my vengeance smash the stillness of the air and stand up as monoliths of wrath upon a plain of writhing serpents. I am become as a monstrous machine of annihilation to the ferstering fragments of the body of he who would deatain me. It repenteth me not that my summons doth ride upon the blasting winds which multiply the sting of my bitterness; and great black slimy shapes shall rise from brackish pits and vomit forth their pestilence into his puny brain. I call upon the messengers of doom to slash with grim delight this victim I hath chosen. Silent is that voiceless bird that feeds upon the brain-pulp of him who hath tormented me, and the agony of the is to be shall sustain itself in the shrieks of pain, only to serve as signals of warning to those who would resent my being. Oh come forth in the Name of Abaddon and destroy him whose Name I hath giveth as a sign. Oh great brohers of the Night, thou who makest my place of comfort, who rideth out upon the hotwinds of Hell, who dwelleth in the devil's fane, move an appear! Present yourselves to him who sustaineth the rotteness of the mind that moves the gibbering mouth that mocks the just and strong! Rend that gaggling tongue, and close his throat. Oh, Kali! Pierce his lungs with the stings of scorpians. Oh Sekhmet! Plunge his substance into the dismal void; oh mighty Dagon! I thrust aloft the bifid barb of Hell and on it's tines resplendently impaled my sacrifice through vengeance rests! Shemhamforash! Hail Satan!" This is where you send out your working. See the Revenge ritual. Do one of those things. Read requests from paper and then burn it in the flame of your white candle. Read an appropriate Enochian Key. A good one is: "Oh ye that range in the South and are laterns of sorrow, buckle your armour and visit us! Bring forth the legions of Hell, that the Lord of the Abyss may be magnified, whose name amongst ye is Wrath! Move therefore, and appear! Open the mysteries of your creation! Be friendly unto me, for I am the same, the true worshipper of the highest and ineffable King of Hell." Say-"So it is done." I know a few more spells and will put them up at a later date. I'm also constantly looking for new spells. So if you could give me any that I don't know of, I'd be glad to put them up and credit you. DENY THE LIE IN THE SKY WHEN I DIE I WILL RIP OUT THE EYES OF YOUR GOD My spirit is greater than his I will crush him I will end the aeon of the herd Die, Enslaver Die, Jehovah You whore of fear Spiritual Corporation I mock you now Weak in the land of the weak But I rise - in the night of the land dark spirits rise like plague - In your anus my penis curses Spitting poison hate Into your soul of vulnerability God, I pull your ears to the ground I tell you time has won Because you could not hold Chaos The master This world ages Your sad People Alone in oblivion Fearless lonely Lotus needing Unfed Darkness rises in fantasy Soon death grips the earth The white of angels Polluted by glowing stain Crimson gleam of life Turning dark and dry Cracking, lost in the wind Of battle The white of god's light Beacon of the righteous Clouds with the smoke Of his cities burning We will rise In the anger of formation Primordial vengeance Upon all evolution Our sins are ripe Eyes furious in hate The throne tumbles We are one. Hail to all who are truly unholy! Insurrection Against Heaven From hell we rise in unholy hatred to crush the warm living flesh of angels! we storm the walls of heaven and eviscerate the lord of the throne, usurping forever the reign of Enslaver and rejecting the morality of the weak. On earth the herd cowers knowing that it must now stand for itself. Our pain is our power, and our strength is destruction. All order shall fall on our eternal night of mayhem when we return the triumph of ancient violence. Our hatred erodes the will of the Christian, and they cower knowing we come to punish them with pain and to desecrate the face of their god with virgin menstrual blood and black shit. Enslaver We call you Disturb you Impudent We deny you We mock you We invoke you To hear our Twisted rhymes Metaphors of lunacy Virus of paradox To suffer our knowledge. Impotent You bastard Your aged reign Collapses In mortal fury We desecrate Your holy flesh Mocking impotence HEWHAY, lord of the weak HWHY, god of the jews SUSEJ, son of the eunuch HAVOHEJ, fallen emperor God-of-three-heads-cursed-in-all-tongues We mock your realm on earth Corrupted and defiled We turn the sun to black The earth burns red to grey All life falls before our hate Enter the void unreal. Prayers of Hatred Rise to Heaven Like Smoke In the early hours of morning, the priests gather at the altar of fire and sacrifice a baby lamb, in the pure state of innocence ripe for cruel mistreatment. They nail it to the ground through its ear, and then slit its throat into a goblet, which they pour in unequal amounts into the five fires that are the altar. There is a summoning of dark spirits, and a blasphemy to JEHOVAH. Then they chant the prayer, in distempo, to the lords of CHAOS: Vomit upon the throne Of Enslaver the Weak For his illusion is fallen Regurgitate his Need Invoke Suffering We rule heaven now We have earth and sea We are Death your new love In rebellion. I hurt the ones Of holy descent With my spittle On my laugh I speak the names Of hierarchy With mockery Embittered tongue Usurp pantheos Usurp the body Rise hatred war Encompassing law Of inordinate Disorder Suffering Mockery of life I am death I am hate I am one of many As one in the fury Of battle lust The priests absorb the ash of the fire through vision, and speak the prophecy of the world. For it is dying, and it will come to us. For it is being killed, and we are the agents of killing, not the initiators. We mock life because life is what invokes us; we are only the agents ripe for destruction, as that is our relation to this world. The priests kick the ashes into the wind, and life the transient palls. |
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