And the dark lord shall wipe all tears from her eyes

For he said unto me- it is done

I am Alpha and Omega

The beginning and the end

I will give freely unto him

That is athirst of the fountain of the water of life

Le Messe Noir- To deep without waking

From the dream of brief life

To become as one with the

Harbinger of truth and balance

Purity and sensuality

In the palace of perversity

To call the names

Of the gods of the abyss

Without fear

To be one with the father

Offered thrice to Baphomet

Spirit of unholy progress

I am compelled to obey the beast inside

And the faces in the scrying glass

Gazing back- Choronzon

The guardian of the pit

The sintinel of the abyss

And the nameless- formless

They wait- great wings furled

Eager to be summoned

Invisible we stalk the night

Only through divine angles

Impossible angles

Are we seen among you

Revered devils of enlightenment

Deathless ones

I will become as one with them

I will look into your eyes

Angel