Ydalam

“After these things…said, ‘Let twelve angels come into existence

[to] rule over chaos and the [underworld].’ And look, from the cloud

an [angel] appeared, whose face blazed with fire and whose

countenance was fouled with blood.”

Revelation XIII

"His name was Nebro, which is interpreted as ‘rebel,’ but others name him Yaldabaoth. And another angel, Sakla, also came from the cloud. So Nebro created six angels, with Sakla, to be attendants, and these produced twelve angels in the heavens, and each one received a share in the heavens." 

Rockin’ A Night’s Attic

Sometimes you just want to rock the cold dreamy grasp of night,

In the heat of a surging moonlight, howling to proclaim the attic as my shrine of blood

Neroileh

For thou art conjured by the name of the LIVING and TRUE GOD, NEROILEH, 

wherefore fulfil thou my commands, and persist thou therein unto the end, and according unto mine interest,

visibly and affably speaking unto me with a voice clear and intelligible without any ambiguity 

Aoth, I Conjure Thee

Hear me!

Aoth: Abaoth: Basum: Isak:

Sabaoth: Iao:

This is the Lord of the Gods

Look At Someone

Sometimes you’d be looking at someone, thinking I could have been or be that person. Dead and stiff as cold as the asphalt under my tires. 

You know. Like, I could have died like that sorry bastard, all decapitated and mangled beyond recognition. I could have stopped and decide not to run that bastard down.   

But why should I stop anyway? Everybody has to die sometimes, right?