Hail might God, Lord of eternity,
I come to thee, O my Lord,
I have brought myself, so I may look upon thy glory,
I know thee, and I know,
The names of the forty-two gods,
Who make their appearance with thee by,
Devouring those who harbour mischief,
And swallowing their blood.

I have come upon this earth,
And with two feet taken possession,
It is I who rise up and shine forth,
Strength proceeding from strength,
The One proceeding from One.

Thou have set me in motion,
For I was motionless,
My present activity is a link,
Within the close of your hands.

O Horus, Prince of Eternity,
A fire, before your face,
Which inflameth,
Your heart towards me.

Beholder of Infiniity,
Witness of Eternity.

The present path is the path which I have opened,
And I have set myself free,
From all evil things

© lithomancy 1997

Clouds descend on earth,
Through a heavy rain of fire,
As the skies turn red,
Hypocrites now finally regret.

Prophets and their literatures denied,
Truth to be proved by the ascension of flames,
Clans faithful to their last rites,
Summoning spirits and demons for assistance.

Execution of priests, the death to the weak,
As conquerors dance and drink wine for victory,
The venom of sin.

Here comes a swarm of angels,
Evil at heart,
With their dark wings spread wide,
Giving chill to thou hast survived.

Amaresh gazes with laughter,
At the perverse entertainment and culpable joys,
Full of satanic intimacy,
As his dark angels swarm with delight,
Picking those both dead or alive,
And gratify their appetite,
He himself the prince of darkness,
Paste kisses on the Virgin's teeth

A headless cadaver spills out like a stream,
While its nude torso displayed without shame,
With legs spread open like a lucherous whore,
Sweating out poisonous fumes,
Who open in slick invitational style,
Her stinking and festering womb,
A perfect debauchery granted by nature's artistry
The gift of body's beauty is so enticing and sublime.

The night has risen, charming fast,
Blessing the hungry with its peace,
As cadavers lay in this picture of gore,
And spirits fly to their new destinies.


© lithomancy 2000

The invocation of Hades,
On the four corners of the sphere,
The harsh discortant sound,
Breaks the everlasting tranquility.

As the begrudged figures,
Shed their darkest believes,
A state of celetepsy,
As the unshattered kernel of darkness is opened.

The nudity of the soul awaits,
The godess incarnate.

As they canticle a frantic dance,
In an illicit atmosphere,
Inextricable from a state of trance,
Of the iniquity of the priestess,
As the injudicious ceremony commences,
The invocation of the Succubii,
Begins.


Perpetual bleeeding is flowing,
Through the crystal clear waters.

As the damnation of the skies,
Is caught in an abduction,
Of their darkest sincerity.

The infancy in my body,
Increases to the point of death,
As I mourn for a new inititation of purification,
As the damnation of the skies,
Is caught in an abduction,
Of their darkest sincerity.


© lithomancy 2000

Invoking the demons with you as a sacrifice,
While crucifying you with my nails,
Penetrating them straight to your wrists,
Relieving pain and anger while i beat,
And with the same wrath I penetrate you,
Masturbating my corpse with the aid of yours.

Tormenting, punishing you and your shape,
The reason why man has met sin.

I am punishing the insolence of god,
For infesting the earth with whores,
With you I am desecrating the cross,
Thus possessing Christ with my own venom,
Your naked breasts juggle my dreams, my fantasies,
Indulging me to want more,
Increasing the thirst, the lust that I behold,
The pain that I have enclosed

But are you enjoying (such) art my beauty,
Or has the warmth drained together with your blood?
Leaving you such dear corpse,
Numb from all those passions,
That I still remember lingering
Erotic memories of two joyful souls.

Shall I plunge your sickening mouth?
With which you have shamely kissed.

Previous decievers, desecrators, victims of mine.
Lovers who have weakly fell to your fucking knees.

I have now taken the form of Incubus,
And you shal now be my queen,
Bringing you back besides me,
As you now act as Succubus on me.

I am punishing the insolence of god,
For infesting the earth with whores,
With you I am desecrating the cross,
Thus possessing Christ with my own venom,
Your naked breasts juggle my dreams, my fantasies,
Indulging me to want more,
Increasing the thirst, the lust that I behold,
The pain that I have enclosed.

Tormenting, punishing you and your shape,
The reason why man has met sin.

Theres no need for miracles,
For some dreams to get true.


© lithomancy 2001

You appear on the horizon of heaven,
The living Aton, the beginning of life.
Once you have risen on the eastern horizon,
You have filled every land with your beauty.

You artegracious, glistening,
And high over every land.

While the true Nile comes from the underworld for Egypt,
Your rays suckle every meadow,
When you rise, they live, they grow for you.

You made the seasons in order,
Of all that you have made,
The winter to cool them,
The heat that they may taste you.

The world came being by your hands,
In order that you have made them,
When you have risen they live,
When you sat they die.

You are lifetime your own self,
For one lives only through you,
Eyes are fixed on beauty until you sat,
All work is laid aside until you set in the west,
But when you rise agian,
Everything made to flourish for the king,
When you did found the earth,
And raised them up for you son.

Who came forth form you body,
The king of upper and lower Egypt
Akhenaton

And the chief wife of the king,
Nefertiti,
Living and youthful,
Forever and ever.


© lithomancy 2001

The misty mournful landscapes,
The mystic enchantments of the ancients,
Secrecies of time, unwind nature's ambiguity,
Grasped by the arms of winter,
Together with the cold breeze of despair,
The lamenting wind blows, breath inside my flesh,
I ride the winds of silence,
To the immortal lakes of serenity,
Alone in this languid light,
I am unleashed in a world of apathy.
As the garden wept for me,
The rusty gates opened free

The seducing crulety of Lillith is blinding me,
Visions of history, in your eyes are a testimony.

Lie on you back and commit your sins
Let me gaze at your breasts so sick,
Shadows give you a unique beauty,
Erotic passion of a sunless dance

Although I've heard your weeping soul,
Although I've never asked for more,
Your insatiable lust,
Has broke all the bonds

Angels from heaven fall,
With fatigue,
Lifeless.

The tears that leave myself,
Clear the blood from between your legs.

In the knife I am holding,
I see the key to paradise,
The tranquility I ever wished for,
Rebury yourselves,

With the sands of time


© lithomancy 2001