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The serenity of the dusk with great frostiness set in, arsonists were set at every corner. They orbited candles with scratches on the ground. Descant out of the mouth intensifies the nightfall. Ebony cape flicked in the breeze as if it were on the shore. The book of paradox with these bizarre symbols on their pointers, some made in blood ink. Each sheet prevails praises and a prayer directed to satan. The stench of the corpse of the deer and the goat's skull gushing in the atmosphere. Strange footsteps and grumbles from uncommon dialects, their intuition increasingly blackened and dimly. Nonetheless, they indicate their master no fear and esteem. Beliefs get cried out from their throats, exhale, “all hail satan!”
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The Rites of Lucifer;
On the altar of the Devil up is down, pleasure is pain, darkness is light, slavery is freedom, and madness is sanity.
© FUSION GIRLS, 2021
On the altar of the Devil up is down, pleasure is pain, darkness is light, slavery is freedom, and madness is sanity.
© FUSION GIRLS, 2021