12-11-2014, 07:13 PM
By Sieghird
I
Follow me my children, and the glory of victory shall be ours,
We shall cleans ourselves in the crimson waters of our enemies,
We shall bring the ecstasy of quick release to those who stand against us,
We shall give bloody praise to the Great Shadow and sing of His glories as we dance across the fallen.
Follow me my children, and you shall taste the unknown joys that lay beyond the bounds of mortal sense.
By Doomsayer Zosima
I
I cry out to the Shadow, with my pleas I ask the Shadow to punish me for my virtues. I pour out my soul to the Shadow and ask that my virtues and goodness be stripped away so that I may serve the Shadowed Path with all my being.
The path that I walk is flanked on all sides by those who would persecute me and beat me for following the true teachings. No man cares for me and I find no succor.
I cry out to the Shadow, you are my refuge, my unhallowed ground. Shadow fortify me as I walk the true path, the Shadowed Path which follows the Eight Pointed Star.
Deliver me from the righteous, for they are frightful of your power, and fear their demise at your hands. Carry me away from their goodness that I may be made in your presence. Shadow life me up so that i may be made one with they will.
II
Surrounded by saints I seek out the wickedness of the sinners. Among the sinners I spread the praises and glories of the Great Shadow. Among the sinners I am made one with the Will of the Great Shadow.
Shadow, confound those who would deny thy greatness. And let me be an instrument of they wrath upon them. Let me be an instrument of thy great plagues and horrors. Let my body be as clay, so that thou may mold me in a visage most horrendous and putrid. That I may be one of the abominations.
Let me pour out thy will upon the peoples of this world. So that they may know that you are most worthy of reverence. Let me be the harbinger of disease, of famine, of death. Great Shadow, let me be worthy enough to be counted as thy elect, and bring your chaos to the faithless.
Shadow, I cry out to thee to make me one of the damned. Let my rancid soul be swept away in the lowest of they hells. Shadow, let my damnation be pleasing to thee, let my cries of pain and torment echo in your ears and cause you elation. Shadow, let my pain bring you joy and let me be counted as one of they first servants to be relegated to the eighth hell, the lowest hell, in which you dwell.
III
Great Shadow, through discipline and sacrifice, with will and power, make us worthy to be called your children, grant us your blessings and fill us with your love.
We submit ourselves to you, that we may be united in your will, united in your wrath, united in your desires, united in your reign.
Reborn in your darkness, let us go in to the world to spread your blasphemy, to spread apostasy, to spread your chaos, to spread your desolation.
Let us spread your unholy word, that we may remake this world according to your wishes, according to your will, according to your designs, so that you shall reign forever.
In Nomine Tenebrae.
I
Follow me my children, and the glory of victory shall be ours,
We shall cleans ourselves in the crimson waters of our enemies,
We shall bring the ecstasy of quick release to those who stand against us,
We shall give bloody praise to the Great Shadow and sing of His glories as we dance across the fallen.
Follow me my children, and you shall taste the unknown joys that lay beyond the bounds of mortal sense.
By Doomsayer Zosima
I
I cry out to the Shadow, with my pleas I ask the Shadow to punish me for my virtues. I pour out my soul to the Shadow and ask that my virtues and goodness be stripped away so that I may serve the Shadowed Path with all my being.
The path that I walk is flanked on all sides by those who would persecute me and beat me for following the true teachings. No man cares for me and I find no succor.
I cry out to the Shadow, you are my refuge, my unhallowed ground. Shadow fortify me as I walk the true path, the Shadowed Path which follows the Eight Pointed Star.
Deliver me from the righteous, for they are frightful of your power, and fear their demise at your hands. Carry me away from their goodness that I may be made in your presence. Shadow life me up so that i may be made one with they will.
II
Surrounded by saints I seek out the wickedness of the sinners. Among the sinners I spread the praises and glories of the Great Shadow. Among the sinners I am made one with the Will of the Great Shadow.
Shadow, confound those who would deny thy greatness. And let me be an instrument of they wrath upon them. Let me be an instrument of thy great plagues and horrors. Let my body be as clay, so that thou may mold me in a visage most horrendous and putrid. That I may be one of the abominations.
Let me pour out thy will upon the peoples of this world. So that they may know that you are most worthy of reverence. Let me be the harbinger of disease, of famine, of death. Great Shadow, let me be worthy enough to be counted as thy elect, and bring your chaos to the faithless.
Shadow, I cry out to thee to make me one of the damned. Let my rancid soul be swept away in the lowest of they hells. Shadow, let my damnation be pleasing to thee, let my cries of pain and torment echo in your ears and cause you elation. Shadow, let my pain bring you joy and let me be counted as one of they first servants to be relegated to the eighth hell, the lowest hell, in which you dwell.
III
Great Shadow, through discipline and sacrifice, with will and power, make us worthy to be called your children, grant us your blessings and fill us with your love.
We submit ourselves to you, that we may be united in your will, united in your wrath, united in your desires, united in your reign.
Reborn in your darkness, let us go in to the world to spread your blasphemy, to spread apostasy, to spread your chaos, to spread your desolation.
Let us spread your unholy word, that we may remake this world according to your wishes, according to your will, according to your designs, so that you shall reign forever.
In Nomine Tenebrae.