1. Allah Akbar! La Allah Ella Allah!
2. Tenebrarum Oratorium
The Majestic horns of Baphomet
are indeed our occult banners proudly up in the air!
The androgenious light of Lucipher
is our noble passion, most dear and rare!
Oh! Faustian spirit of conquest
May be thy allied in this infimious battle
Against the Arauts of Desrespect
Those who step with muddy feet the sapient inscriptions of our cradle.
To our strenghtening I proudly confess:
I worship thee, for they are my weapons to hurt god.
Oh! Great wings of Beelzebuth
Will you honour me and lay the head
of a son of caym, in the soft sands of Manitou
Where I’ll sleep under this neophyth Sky of Anxiety.
For the dawn of Knowledge has a Southern Sign
Delfos will once again desveil its light
And those with eyes will drink this precious wine
But for the blind, Ignorance shall be the only sight!
To our strenghtening I will re-affirm:
I worship thee. They are my Shield.
And their message I shall reveal.
Because: «Quod sciptum, Scripsi!»
And this Southern blend of esoteric sapience
This sensual Mediterranic Philosophy
Will be the only and holy science
And these lines both dream and prophecy!
«Ecce Homo!» – Those you’ll call the Wise
Who will destroy this pitful hole of common sense
of desrespect for the true occult devise
Those who from, the lambs, shall feel the sharpened spears of
I worship thee. «Quod sciptum, Scripsi!»
I worship thee. «Consummatum est!»
3. Tenebrarum Oratorium
Oh! Insinuant tongue of Lilith
Oh! Virtuous latin Langsuyar
Will you both drive me onto an Erudit Zenith?
Will I take part in the lybidious dances of Nergal?
I lust with thee. Pictures, fetishes of luxury!
Does the incomparable beauty of Kali
Still adorn this grey heart, my own
Where the love of Lebasy
Once shined Joy, now Sorrow…
I lust with thee. These exquisite Icons of Impurity!
As I undress you of Pagan beauty
Who embrace my Sex with all your passion and strenght
The lost chimera of Virginity will be your true purity
And thy Crownleyian erotic laws will rule at last!
We, seekers can not deny…
That the Temptation of Samael
Is thy Erotic law of every Man
And i will hesitate not to enter Hell
Where this dioniosiac fortune had ever dwell!
Oh! Phallus of Satanachia, possess with me
These cunted beings to their End
Until the Sunset of their resistance fall
Behind the flowers which adorn their head
I lust with thee. Everlasting seekers of Animality.
4. Opus Diabolicum
«Voa Serpente do orgulho,
Mгe da terra, nossa Mгe
Lei daqueles que clamam
P’lo Homo Natura, p’la flama,
Voa erуtico Pentagramma
E destrуi, e destrуi quem te ama.»
«Masturbar-me-ia sobre a tua divindade,
Enrabar-te-ia se a tua fraca existкncia
Oferecesse um cu а minha incontinкncia;
Meu braзo o coraзвo te arrancar
Para com o meu fundo horror melhor te penetrar.»
Marquis de Sade
5. Chorai Lusjtunja!