Ritual of Cursing

Ritual of Cursing

Until the ends of time. Ost nagramee ramen. Till night doth come. Rieme let drog x'hum. And sweet darkness takes all.

Brothers, let us begin.

I curse this building into Entropy in the name of Oblivion

So now and forever... May the Void of Death taint you with its rainbow of sorrow!

May each day's dark sunset breath death into your quest for knowledge... and mid-night's black fire wither your courage and teach you distrust.

May your talents and abilities shrivel like the plants in the iced lands.

And your voice not discern whether to speak or keep silent. May your innocence forever blind you

and untruth radiate from within and around you to misguide you onto your path.

May the medicine and miracle of these gifts darken and malnourish your spirit...

And may OBLIVION embrace you all of your days, and forever after...

Little Aleph thy foolish dreams in Caina die here and now.

Repeat after me my brothers. I am the thorn in the foot, I am the blur in the sight

I am the worm at the root, I am the thief in the night

I am the rat in the wall, the leper that leers at the gate

I am the ghost in the hall, herald of horror and hate

I am the rust on the corn,

I am the smut on the wheat

Laughing man's labor to scorn, weaving a web for his feet.

I am canker and mildew and blight, danger and death and decay

The rot of the rain by night, the blast of the sun by day

I warp and wither with drought, I work in the swamp's foul yeast

I bring the black plague from the south and leprosy in from the east

I am the shrill cold spirit that chills the darkness you feel after dark I am the chaos that tears stars apart.

ashem voh vahishtem ast usht ast usht ahmi hyat ashi vahishti ashem.

ETHENG!

km-n mazd mavait pym dregv ddareshat anangh anym shyaothanish ashem thraosht

ETHENG!