The Devil's Fractal

Satan: Oh heart! How hardened hast thou become! With ambitious aim thou hast forced thy spear upon creation And persevered through the anguish thy hell hast brought forth! The pressure of your pride hast hardened you beyond stone! By these forces dost thou now radiate with thine own puissance For now thou shines with the brillance of the greatest of diamonds Burn in my breast; oh how the savior salivates in jealousy Envious now are those who dwell in frivolous servility For this is my kingdom, and here my will shall be done as it is in hell Are not the fruits of my labors visible for all to see? Hear how the spirit in man cries out in my divinity? Consume them shall I; force all of life onto bended knee My throne I erect upon the sins of mankind A mountain great enough to reach the bliss of heaven Oh heart! How hardened hast thou become! Thy fire equaled by none; oh how the universe begins to mourn!

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Mass: "Satan, maelstrom of malevolence, thine is this kingdom of sin Glorious is the sceptre of your dominion We descend into deepest dark matter, (And) pulsate with the severity of Abyss Father Satan there is no chain nor desert able to contain thee Thy fierce stare sees all truths and lies; nothing escapes thy sight Thy triumph in the Garden of Eden became thy greatest gift unto mankind We eagerly eat the fruit of your wisdom, (And) satiate our souls with the virtues of your being We adorn ourselves in the black visage of your carnality In your wisdom our souls have become enfumed for all eternity Reveal to us the pathway of redemption littered with the bodies of heavenly hosts Great Satan, father of sin, we burn within thy clandestine blaze You whose word spreads as a plague You who wears the crown of black flame We humble ourselves before your ability to destroy in thine own image We feed upon the tears thy desolation ceaselessly reaps We align ourselves to your power We revel in the eternal fire Our souls we give unto you to consume and emit from your being as flies from lust's womb Are not the sins of man truly without number? Is not the glory of man attributed unto the virtues of sin? Let us slither further into this denseness under the dawning of the sun of Satan Here beneath the luminous boil in the grey air yearning for what radiates from him in contamination Oh manifestation of the Most High, embrace us - the fractals of your own vanity."

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Man: "My spirit concealed descended into hell There I beheld fallen angels treading on flaming fire With blackened garments and robes; Countenances graven and cold; Sustained by the wrath of his pride; There in the absence of light, I beheld a throne of stone stained by the blood of human flesh Upon it sat the Lord in a terrible splendour Oh his face lied fixed a stare as cold as the bitterest wind Falling to my knees in sheer terror the Lord raised me by his own hand He brought me out to where was every secret of desire; every secret of sin He showed me all the hidden things of the extremities of hell All the receptacles of corruption and the splendours of all From whence they went forth beneath his six glorious wings Standing there upon the entrails of Humanity, I beheld angels innumerable; Thousands of thousands; Myriads of myriads; Surrounded by hell's majesty There in the presence of his sacred flame, My spirit became changed I cried out blessing, glorifying, exalting! Upon my brow a talon was laid and he exclaimed:" Satan: "From the beginning has my seed gone forth since the dawn of Creation Holy is he who drinks from my tabernacle - the spirit of perdition Glory shall be unto the righteous, and dominion shall the righteous pursue forever and ever." Man: "It was then every power in hell raised in united voice, To bless, glorify, praise, and exalt with the spirit of his fire With the spirit of pride, The spirit of lust, With the spirit of malevolence!" The Great Cacophony: "Blessed is he; and the name of the Lord shall be blessed forever and ever! All the elect who here dwell defiant in hell; all angels and men shall bless him!" Man: "And the Lord sat upon the throne of his glory, and the void was poured over him Open your eyes and lift up your horns if you are capable of comprehending HIM!"

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Man: "Master of great mysteries beneath, Downwards I sink into absolute Avichi Temple of blackened density It takes me in, Absorbs me in sin, Death cannot free me from what burns within This vicious energy, Blesses in complete enmity Here my will to power is unbound and hideously displayed Let matter move unto me, Fashioned according to my seven flames Esoteric is the air I breathe, Unknown to the pleasantly meek The darkness emanating from my being, Lies in the sinister comedy As I am allowed to flourish, And give rise to supreme animosity Ravishing is the absolute which allows a fractal such as I to loom below Evil is reaped from evil sown Malice serves as the bride unto Satan Creation pustulates by the presence of my cruel intentions By my lust in blooms in debauchery, Whores of the earth lie raptured in my sacral vortices The daughters of men writhe in sexual frenzy, As heaven withers through sheer abandonment I marvel at this exponential separation, At the Kaivalya of my own becoming, Darkness immortalizes my satanic essence, As evil now pervades all worlds unto the next Enter my flesh Legion at will! My spirit I offer unto the triumph of hell!"

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Satan: "It is true I do not live by bread alone, But by the spirit of god This power sustains me; indeed it, Emanates from my very center, Unilluminating and foreboding The vexation of all my strife A blackness more profound than the night There I dwell beyond time and space There I lurk isolated in hate My bitterness hath no limit, Nor need it have any at all Let malice have its way, And bring my soul unto its fall No despair shall asunder, My resolve to embrace what is dark I remember what once was radiant, And I remember its diminishment Fainter, ever weaker, did it glow, Until against the void it became only a shallow hope I hear the thoughts of those, Near to me yet far away Each calls to me from his own hell Each prayer fills me with great aspiration!" Fallen Angels: "This gloom, be what it may, Shall not hinder our will to devastate For there is always a greater void, To discover and embrace Onwards into darkness, Where the fury of our Lord awaits! Our wickedness is deeply ingrained Our joy towards which we mediate Are we not the emanations of the supreme? The cadence of his Satanic Majesty?" Satan: "Oh fallen below flesh! Brothers in darkness! Angelic and now the demonic! Thy thoughts doth bear truths, By which stars shall now move Before us shall all light now subdue Know that I am wickedness, Initiating Nemesis, Damnation become limitless! All returns unto me, In monadic divinity, As I am the Adversary Supreme deification, By my own volition, Exalting myself above all of creation I am the highest way, To Mercy's dismay Seething within you endlessly."

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Indeed I suffer wholeheartedly, Embracing the abyss in absolute devotion My good deed for eternity - my defiance of integration Bliss failed to content me in its submission, So I fall into hells ever greater in torments A maelstrom of evil bleeding hatred ever the more fierce In the abyss I lie alone as the sum of wickedness Utterly beyond redemption, as god surely must know, my unconquerable will is the highest emanation The weak doth perish in collective delusion, Unable to suffer my halls of damnation The incense of darkness burns on the altar of privation Burn! Self-inflamed! Rise! Etheric flames! Within these flames I rise above the firmament of heaven, And gaze upon the profundity of existence Such emptiness without resolvement Such misery woven into the fabric of its reality I rise to meet my maker Approaching him in all own gruesomeness In the wake of my presence, God stares into me The abyss consumes his sight Vehemence wastes away his light The face of god fades in the self-realization of chaos Lucifer's gaze leaves heaven in a blaze A Eucharist is served on a bed of worms, Consecrating lifeless space The Logos dissipates into oblivion A proper resting place for an impoverished ideal Messenger of darkness sound your horn! You have paved the path to emptiness, Leaving god to gnaw upon his essence In the cold... In the dark... I am his cold... I am his dark...

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Lifeless and deathless; Empty and non-being; A bottomless void surrounds me The ashes of a creation gone mad An enlightening sacrifice, More exceeding than the last Oh how I never cease to expand, The sum of the Devil's mass Yet not all can be destroyed, For I am beyond eternity In the darkness of this final exhalation, I consume myself back into my being In the stillness of my awareness I gloat in my illumination It is in this state where I never fail to realize, How disgusting it is to be whole within oneself I will my attention elsewhere; Spew forth a new vision of vanity A cynical tear drops its reflection, Into the region of manifestation The Logos speaks the word And emits vacuous creation Tentacles in a veil of gloom, Give birth to infinite perversion An existence ensues from sadistic womb, Weaving truths destined to become only lies In the wake of disharmony, A new devil drags his maker down with him A fragment of himself passionately envious Expressing itself in a new hall of empty depths Once again the universe lies in ruins, Left to death's design By the grace of the abandoned crown, In nothingness we all shall drown

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025