Shadu-ferings

To the red and purple spheres

Mother gut 

Father rot 

Heed this offering of blood – shadum kabra

Sey Yas

On the precipice of the upheaval, scream out loud thine confirmation to the surge 

Hadra Kadrabha - Rehs-Hattcri Armothiaz

Summon the folds of black flame.

Htarw

“I did it all for me. Purely selfish. I worshiped the art and the act of death, over and over. It’s as simple as that. Afterwards it was all sexual confusion, symbolism, honoring the “fallen.” I was honoring myself. I hated the decay and the dissection. There was no sadistic pleasure in the killing. I killed them as I would like to be killed myself, enjoying the extremity of the death act itself. If I did it to myself I could only experience it once. If I did it to others, I could experience the death act over and over again.”

Rize

From blackened embers, rise, rise, rise

Clench your anger to the skies.

Sikhluz II

The time is ripe now to travel 

Sweet preys – Kahadrum-dabra

Embrace the void 

Sikhluz

Congratulations. 

Welcome to the next cycle of hate, loath and filth

Folds

The Night and Darkness folds, majestically

Unto the Darklight it unfolds, profoundly