Symbols which point to his essence. Lord of the Marekors and patriarch of the infernal hierarchy. The Red Devil is his messenger and our patron deity. Omnipresent to all who seek the path of Baphometheandom. So lead us unto temptation; ye who carries the spear of Tartaros and rideth the mount of Hades. Your love is penetration, so barren we lay the wombs of those blessed with the scarlet mark. Fertile only to those who is with the seed and soil of the sleeping dragon. (Du høster som du sår) Now call to his awakening…

Symbols which point to his essence. Lord of the Marekors and patriarch of the infernal hierarchy. The Red Devil is his messenger and our patron deity. Omnipresent to all who seek the path of Baphometheandom. So lead us unto temptation; ye who carries the spear of Tartaros and rideth the mount of Hades. Your love is penetration, so barren we lay the wombs of those blessed with the scarlet mark. Fertile only to those who is with the seed and soil of the sleeping dragon. (Du høster som du sår) Now call to his awakening…

I was dead before you were born. Cursed and damned decades past the crossing of our paths. So feed me your feeble curses, your deadly sins and darkest dreams of damnation. Know this; that the manifold of hatred is my source of origin, the abominations from which I sprang and to which I shall return once more. The space between, is my life, my flesh and my blood. Which is but a drop in the endless seas of suffering which I must endure. Maybe, just maybe I will grab hold of you when I descend, so that we can suffer together, forever and ever… Maybe… Just maybe.
Lord Beezanborgh (2014)