The wretched Godcult of Veneficus, the icon of sin. The aeons they wander the darkrealm, seeking knowledge (information from unholy beings) An oath they have sworn to, with their brethren (lunatics if grotesque misanthrophic deeds) Unnatural their lifespan, BLARGH concealing true intent behind the veil of a priest. "For our custom, we accept the fact we're damned to non-existence Place their names and virtues before thine own intention" Veneficus diabolus Veneficus diabolus His personal quest for contacting, the 67th sovereign of the pit For centuries his lust for cacophonus deathspeaaaaaaaaaaaach "For our custom, we accept the fact we're damned to non-existence Place their names and virtues before thine own intention Sordid, necromantic incantations cloud their Wicked judgement fearful boundmen ever watchful-of-the hideous archfieeeend" The seance begins upon his altar of obsidian A representation (of his chosen idol) The sigil is carved within the confines of the necrodungeon. The prophets of ouija ridculing texts from holy doctrines Summoning wraiths (of interdimensional regions) His gutteral tongue begins awakening the cacodaemon. A mystifying dark revelation Goetic crusade An obsessive desire Malicous, compulsive hold. For years he trained to cast incantations To summon the fiend That will damn him to serve The beast. Burn! Contacting the unkown, his hideous portrait shows Unsheathing malintentions of the sorcerer's demise. Black! His psyche torn to shreds. The screams of heretical dread. This summoning ensuring that the priest is in-SANE! He casts incantations (of blasphemous significance) Upon the altar scorning those above. THe sorcerous trials of his wretched conquest Leaves him but a spectre of his clerical past Veneficus Diabolus Veneficus Diabolus "For our custom, we accept the fact we're damned to non-existence Place their names and virtues before thine own intention Sordid, necromantic incantations cloud their Wicked judgement fearful boundmen ever watchful-of-the hideous archfieeeend" You'll praise his name, you'll kneel before him He'll reward you with the knowledge of how to master black ARTS! (Bewitching the sorcerer's mind) A mystifying dark revelation Goetic crusade An obsessive desire Malicous, compulsive hold. For years he trained to cast incantations To summon the fiend That will damn him to serve The beast.

Amduscias, the 67th sovereign of a precession, most blasphemous Genuflect before his, pestilent cult of thieves and phantoms Scourning their creators from the depths. Twisted, lacerated, odious beasts Ravaging and paving a path for a hellknight Born of corruption, descending from a culture Based on humiliation Yearning for tranquility. "Thou hath summoned a legion You'll witness monstrous deeds I've observed your vain attempts at contaaaact From the bastion of DISEASE! This pungent attack on the senses Sights and sounds from dimensions foul Forsaken, pits in the underworld Blistered walls and abysall chambers roar. His plagued citadel arises Shadowspells of concecration COnflagrate! As the embers lick at the robe of the PRIIIIIIEST Eternity before his eyes Haunted forest. All the woodland bends unto his will with supernatural capabilites. Hexwraith! Hellknight! Archfiend! Sovereign! Spectre! Fellbeast! Legion! DAEMON! Amduscias: Duke of hell Torturer of ones who fell Holy scholars ever pray not to have witnessed! The blasphemous unicorn Yields to his human form Past attempts of exorcismal disadvantage! Snakes! Transformed from bruised woodland tangle round his feet Contorting vicously, it beckons to his will Possed and Spellworn! Ignatius attempting counterspells towards The volatile and demonic adversary the veneficus gaining control of his mind Released he curses: WAAAAAAAALLLRGHHH! "Defence against the blackest magic" Without centuries of unholy meditation The priest would surely fail to tranqulise this legion Launching hexes at the rector and his parasites Amduscias is O-VER-THROWN! Scorched! The daemon's remnants Lie dormant amongst the ash His hell-scarred torso Lain twised by his cast Surely defeated Ignatius prepares the ritual of reversal Sending it below to reign amongst the poltergeistal sinful. "RARGH!" "Oh! It's cost my life to summon thee. I've wasted countless centuries musing on your blackened deeds." "AWARGH!" Your hexan studies serve you well. You'll burn amongst the human refuse..." "SURRENDER TO MY SPELL!"

7Three days still strong! The daemon and the cleric supernaturally sparring Exausted throng! Amduscias' legion turned to ash forbidden necromagick buuuurns! Corrupted vessels of the dead convert to dust Thy will be broken! Ignatius controls the damned With sorcerous winds cast by his hand Consumed by hate he drives them to the netherworld cast them into the inferno! Their screams heard through dimensions unkown to blessed earthkin. agathakakological demise of the daemon and his wickan cohorts! Amduscias' thrall transpiring disharmonic outcries bore into the psyche of the fallen padre Torn! Victim of the daemon's magick spell. Goetic perseverance cursed his fragile being His infallible attempts to counterhex the beast of satan lost! Insufferable his torment awaits! The daemon's torturous nature imminent A barrage of noxious gases emits From the pit, the screams of sinful sigils! A symphony of agony! (Consumed by the void..." A sorcerer's lament! Anguish you could never know! A sorcerer's lament. Telekinetically! Tormenting the priest Atrocities blistering tearing the flesh from bone! Corroding his skeleton! Succumbing to phosphorus waves of the lord of flies raping his feeble will! Pestilent conjurer! Entangles his limbs For forsaken eternity pleaading in tongues arcane! Communion of hate unfolds the pits of the underworld Shreiking maniacally Sanity bastardised. White face! Piercing through the void To emancipate him from The vines of damnation A psychic bond between A magician and the priest His salvation manifests. Suffering granted unnnnn-to him. Proclaiming this altered beast A sorcerer's lament! Torment you could never know! A sorcerer's lament! Infernal plane, nefarious flame, eternal pain GALLERY OF MASICHISM! A mystifying dark revelation Goetic crusade An obsessive desire Malicious compulsive hold For years he trained to cast incantations To summon the fiend That will damn him to serve The beast.