Nine Angles

Trapezoidal altar in the closed chamber
Claims the cast of the ceremony
Black robed acolytes with distorted faces
Reunited in a semi trapezoidal figure
I start to walk, looking to the gathering
Before the altar, straight and facing
Looking the Ceremony of the Nine Angles
Stand my left hand with the unholy horns

Let us!
Do honor!
To!
Azathoth!
Without whose!
Laughter this!
World should!
Not exist!

The mass answer the unholy initiation
Let's read the following lines
Azathoth, great center of the cosmos
Let thy flutes sing unto us
Lulling us against the terrors of thy domain
Thy merriment sustains our fears
And we rejoice in the World of Horrors
In thy name

Let us!
Do honor!
To!
Azathoth!
Without whose!
Laughter this!
World should!
Not exist!

Stand the right hand and horn up
Blacked robed masked gathering
Let's enjoy the Infernal rite
Let's read the following lines

Let us do!
Honor to!
Yog!
Sothoth!
Without whose sing we
Ourselves should not exist

Hail to the
Ancient dreams
Now I face
The altar
I call now to the unsleeping one
The black herald, Nyarlathotep

Hail Shub
Niggurath
Father of
The World of Horrors
Hail, father of the hornless ones
Who sleepest not while we honor thy name

The Daemons are
The Daemons were
And the Daemons
Shall be again
They came, and we are here
They sleep, and we watch for them

All the angles are recited
Following their respective meanings
Chamber is under control
Of the Infernal Names
The Lovecraftian Metaphysic
Start to bring the darkness
Hail to the ancient dreams
Hail to the Nine Angles

(Shub-Niggurath)
I pledge
The bond
Of the
Daemons
Through whose will
This world had come to be

Hail
To the
Hornless
Ones
Unto the beginning
And the ending of dimensions

Hail Yog-Sothoth!
Hail Nyarlathotep!
Hail Azathoth!
Hail, Satan!



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