In the hour of final unmaking—Maha Pralaya, the Great Dissolution—Kali unfurls her arms like a storm across the multiverse. Her tongue laps at the blood of the dying aeon. Her necklace of skulls is the record of past worlds, past gods, past selves. For She has devoured them all…

“ Half snake half harlot Sleepless praised sleepless raptor Sucked their blood and ate the opfer Slitted throats, broken oaths Enraged, Envy made her child-eater Keep it as no secret to our wampyric tradition… Woe to all mothers and their lovers Impaired and ashamed by a

Atheism pierces only the first membrane. It dethrones the god of Abraham, but crowns the Demiurge of Matter. It declares, “there is no god,” but forgets to declare, “there is no thing.” Its defiance is flaccid, restricted to the prison yard, never breaking through the perimeter…

“Baphomet is a Goddess of violent aspect who washes in the Blood of her Foes. She is the bride of Lucifer – - A Nexion/Gate to the Dark Gods beyond this Earth…” - Temple of Satan

Diabolus Chant - Dies irae, dies illa Solvet Saeclum in favilla Teste Satan cum sibylla. Quantos tremor est futurus Quando Vindex est venturus Cuncta stricte discussurus. Dies irae, dies illa!

BELIAL’s name means "Without a Master", and indeed, he bows to none. Not the Demiurge, not Reason, not Time… His path is autogenesis through destruction. His adepts do not worship, but conquer. They do not seek fusion with divinity—they seek to become the weapon that ends it…

Of corpse & whisper, Of bone & tongues, this wicked sorcery of ye olden covens calls forth the willing Adept unto the Dark Arts of Death; These be THEM ways of Nekromanteia, searching for lost treasures within the starless night, those same restful nights where Belfegor always

"Their blood for his triumph," the Diabolist proclaims, "All my life for his glory—let none escape the flames." The Devil steps forward with a grin like a blade, His fingers like hooks in the bargain we’ve made…

The Undead Gods are exacting judges who demand absolute proof of allegiance to darkness. They will not recognize or even acknowledge the hypocrite, the wavering soul, or the one who transgresses “in moderation.” Their gaze falls only upon those who embrace darkness with abandon…