Post by Jason X. Gehenna on Feb 23, 2015 3:57:59 GMT -6
I have taken the Baleful Rite from Cthulhu Cult and appended a statement of holistic spiritual self-empowerment. In it I have coined the Viridian word nog which means "for". The list of deities at the end has been edited to acknowledge the Nekalah (9AO/ONA)
Following is an excellent ambient link which can supply the requested music.
(No, I didn't make the song)
The Baleful Rite
(A dark place, a green illumination, and dark ambient or tribal drum for background resonance)
From the nitid, aimless eye of Azathoth to the enigmatic and hungry breadth of Yog-Sothoth… I call upon the Great Old Ones. Steal yourselves from that black abyss wherein you purposefully wait.
Eeyash Eeyash! Igrog sta kheen. Eeyash!
Doubt, indecision, ignorance, in-fighting, and apathy will plague the house of the Archon. What they have built shall be undone. Momentarily, their insight into the true nature of the universe will reveal the abhorrent position in which they find themselves. The seeds they have sown will grow in darkness, twisting and writhing like our Sleeping God's tentacles!
Zethkai. Iagga Shan'hazack, Zethkai. Zethkai.
In the beginning, we were slime from the stars. The Elder Gods gave us form. We are the strong, the wise, and the courageous… to choose monstrous loathsome evil over all mankind… that is the power of our insane beliefs. Pleasure is ours to take as we will. The Cult of Cthulhu indulges itself as it mind fully accepts this life’s limitations. They who are friendly to us shall understand our ways. All may benefit when the Horned One approacheth! The Ancient Ones are efflorescence, Their influence knows no end. This is my intent and I demand to be heard, both servant and master of the Ancient Things….
Acal oolo esbara nog kara.
My nightlike apotheosis nears. As I speak my magickal faculties are empowered. The abilities and capacities of my wraithlike spirit are magnified in their power and potency. My astral sight is strong, pellucid and steady, that I might observe the numens and auras within proximity. My clairsentience is powerful and percipient, and my clairaudience perceives tenebrous currents. My chakras are charged and empowered with demonic prana.
Kaizen oola inha reeri ot kara. [Constant improvement is the gateway to godhood]
The malevolent octopoid shape, eldritch green and seething… suggests a tower of devils ululating, thirsting, slaying and yammering. Dread Cthulhu who begins to Awaken, I leave you refreshed. The color of your embryonic shadow grants me foul nourishment. Sacrificial blood is the water of life. A million tributes to Satan, Astaroth, Dagon Shub-Niggurath, Baphomet, Nemicu, Yog-Sothoth, Nyarlathotep, Shuggoth, Lilith, Tsathoggua, Yig, Vindex, Aosoth, Azathoth, and Shugara.
Eeyash Eeyash! Igrog sta kheen. Eeyash!
Zethkai. Iagga Shan'hazack, Zethkai. Zethkai.
Ia Ia, branth hez Yaleska’ hesh. Voorick Annyah…
Hail the Formless Black Essence! Nyvolr inha Tornasuk! [Praise the Devil].
So let it be done.
Following is an excellent ambient link which can supply the requested music.
(No, I didn't make the song)
The Baleful Rite
(A dark place, a green illumination, and dark ambient or tribal drum for background resonance)
From the nitid, aimless eye of Azathoth to the enigmatic and hungry breadth of Yog-Sothoth… I call upon the Great Old Ones. Steal yourselves from that black abyss wherein you purposefully wait.
Eeyash Eeyash! Igrog sta kheen. Eeyash!
Doubt, indecision, ignorance, in-fighting, and apathy will plague the house of the Archon. What they have built shall be undone. Momentarily, their insight into the true nature of the universe will reveal the abhorrent position in which they find themselves. The seeds they have sown will grow in darkness, twisting and writhing like our Sleeping God's tentacles!
Zethkai. Iagga Shan'hazack, Zethkai. Zethkai.
In the beginning, we were slime from the stars. The Elder Gods gave us form. We are the strong, the wise, and the courageous… to choose monstrous loathsome evil over all mankind… that is the power of our insane beliefs. Pleasure is ours to take as we will. The Cult of Cthulhu indulges itself as it mind fully accepts this life’s limitations. They who are friendly to us shall understand our ways. All may benefit when the Horned One approacheth! The Ancient Ones are efflorescence, Their influence knows no end. This is my intent and I demand to be heard, both servant and master of the Ancient Things….
Acal oolo esbara nog kara.
My nightlike apotheosis nears. As I speak my magickal faculties are empowered. The abilities and capacities of my wraithlike spirit are magnified in their power and potency. My astral sight is strong, pellucid and steady, that I might observe the numens and auras within proximity. My clairsentience is powerful and percipient, and my clairaudience perceives tenebrous currents. My chakras are charged and empowered with demonic prana.
Kaizen oola inha reeri ot kara. [Constant improvement is the gateway to godhood]
The malevolent octopoid shape, eldritch green and seething… suggests a tower of devils ululating, thirsting, slaying and yammering. Dread Cthulhu who begins to Awaken, I leave you refreshed. The color of your embryonic shadow grants me foul nourishment. Sacrificial blood is the water of life. A million tributes to Satan, Astaroth, Dagon Shub-Niggurath, Baphomet, Nemicu, Yog-Sothoth, Nyarlathotep, Shuggoth, Lilith, Tsathoggua, Yig, Vindex, Aosoth, Azathoth, and Shugara.
Eeyash Eeyash! Igrog sta kheen. Eeyash!
Zethkai. Iagga Shan'hazack, Zethkai. Zethkai.
Ia Ia, branth hez Yaleska’ hesh. Voorick Annyah…
Hail the Formless Black Essence! Nyvolr inha Tornasuk! [Praise the Devil].
So let it be done.