he Devil's Covens gather forth at The Gates of Hell to reap the pleasures of previous spells...
Demon Winds, Dragon Wings, the colors of The Abyss upon flora & fauna cascading upon leaves strewn from tentacle vines & bloodthorned branches, as spiderweb veils gently dances. The faces of Satan interchanging with The harvest Moon, the wondrous sights and sounds of the season of gloom. Shadows stretch, The Hands of Doom.
The Throne of Satan darkens the land with enchantment & mystery, pleasures & treasures possessed with ghoulish delight!
Draegon Ouroboros sheds & turns another cycle of timelessness.
Mighty Belial there calls forth in bestial rapport, hooves splitting rock, carving paths with Hellfire from cavernous Brimstone Pits, receive the triple mark of sulfurous plume! ∞
In Nomine Satanas,
Warlock Draconis Blackthorne
22 September, LIII
Noctuary, Infernal Empire
* THE HELLEMENTAL MASS