Black candles ignite.
Sweet odouring incense is thickening the oppressive air.
The call of the serving spirit.
The silent prayer begins
Servants of the secret temple.
The order of the fivepointed star
Under the black sky
In the light of the moon in the scorpio
And thousands of serpent-eyes
Invocation of the master lucifer
Bringer of black light and the angel of the dead star
Hear our call! Hear our worship!
Deus zabulus dominus!
Arise o lucifer, from the depths of the abyss
From caches of darkness
From occupying shadows
You are our lord and father
We honour and worship you!
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