Indulgence - Temptation 4 - Abigor

Lucifer!

Rebellious son, infernal one!

Tempt me!

Lead and ignite me!

No longer shall we be called servants

We testify and cast off these chains

Hesitation, sloth, incertitude

No longer shall we fall prey to these soothing whores

So let me rise

Thorns pierce and nails purge

Confiteor deo omnipotentis

Quia peccavi non satis

Flagellamus ad majorem diaboli gloriam

Struck with awe we shall ascend these high ranks

And shall be vigilant to the blasphemies of the divine

The devil’s wisdom is commended to the untiring

Who persistently perform exercises clandestine

Prudent are we as we celebrate the mysteries

Transform all abominations, free the body of all desires

Our lession shall be sacred medicine

Sermonizing we rejoice in the house of temptations

Freedom is no longer an illusionary whore

Celebrate his name, ye souls, waken

From your determined slumber of eons

We chain ourselves and serve with pride

We wallow in this earthly dirt

Our free will is perception

Our prayer is our fate