Vamachara - Abaddon Incarnate

Feast on the flesh of the animals

Drink the liquor, mind oblivion

Intoxication and the devourment of red meat

The empty shall drink and the drunk shall be empty

Be plentiful in your fill of the women

for that pleases the minds eye

One thousand women, a gift to my ego

Ten thousand cunts, receive in submission

The impure ways — sinister ascent

The prophet of rotted fish, ripped apart in my teeth

Sate my thirst by blood spilled in the salmon fields

The fisher king, the krakon of the deep

The sinister way — a myriad of shadows

We were the same as helpless children

But we have risen and self overcome

But then we became as men

And now we have become as gods

Vamachara

To the shining light of excellence, through gutters of rotting bile

Worship your demons, enthrone your shadow self

Vamachara

Left handed way — sinister ascent

I shall attain spiritual perfection

In that manner which is true to my self

This is our path

The stuff of nightmares

This will be

Our sinister ascent