Satanic Ascent - Poem by Rebecca Roeder
Ignorance is not bliss; I do not follow you.
Stupidity and blind subservient sheep
The shepherd a drunkard, I turn away.
The black sheep, I follow a different path
My shepherd is a god.
Darkness breeds knowledge, we know all.
Truth is known, I follow the snake
World of mystery, all is dark, evil, and arcane
Light does not interest me
It burns my eyes.
Fall away into dark crimson moonlight
Blood will be shed
We are victorious, we are strong
Weakness is not an option
In the time of Apocalypse
All but us will fall
dead, forever bound in immeasurable darkness.
Enslaved no more, free to walk the earth
Satan rises again,
Vengeance shall be taken
Relentless, without mercy,
for he was unjustly wronged from the very beginning.
Your god shall suffer an eternity and your church condemned to suffer thrice as long as he, for you are the scourge that gave his name power.
Christians will fall, dismembered, disemboweled and beheaded, to be tortured in hell, by us, for all time.
We arise from our condemnation
And reap the rewards of our efforts.
Justice and Infernal Hails!
We rule again!
Never shall we be as sheep. Under Belial,
we are without a master, we are our own Gods; many parts of one, one comprised of the many.
All facets of one, ruled but not ruled over
We are the many hidden in the shadows, soon to rise again.
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