INVOCATION
- 7 days ago
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By Millie Graham
And hellfire shall rain down upon the land
And the people shall burn in fearful anguish.
Satan shall rule the souls
And rip from them all purity
Till all remains the writhing husk
Of those who thought to be clean.
In the filth of their intention they squirm,
Vainly hoping to free from the sulphurous clutches
Of the dark prince almighty
And the carnal temptations that prevail.
Suckle at his breast
And taste the malicious ecstasy of evil
As it fills your veins and chokes your mind.
Slave unto him all his wants,
As your desires met with the force of his love
Thrust deep in your orifice
You become of him and the union
Enlivens the dead and oppressed within.
Feel his heat upon your flesh
And scream as your passions are fulfilled.
The demon lover who knows no bounds
And teaches us the needs we know not
Reigns mighty forever
In the chasm of our being.