“We Whose Souls Are Wedding Vows”

She, in Luciferian Grace, in my heart she reigns,
Her spirit wearing her flesh like the most dazzling of bridal gowns,
And my splendor is in the learning of her,
The poetry and novels and philosophical tracts that line the
Corridors of her soul and mind, where secrets bloom
And tales are told to dead men with coins covering their eyes,
Like the man I once was inside.

She whose dreams are labyrinths in which I am lost,
And so blessedly so,
Where the dead men lay immaculate and perfectly preserved
In the drift of incense caresses from her beating heart of matter
And the expanding, embracing heart of her highest self,
Where the coins drop from the corpse-sealed eyes and they sit upright,
They blink tentatively, before inhaling for the first time
In a string of forgotten lifetimes and deathtimes.

And there the most precious treasure is when His Satanic Glory,
Standing before the Throne of Absolute Godhood,
Whispers in reverence,
“For now they know, they have been inside each other all along,”
And what we used to know as loneliness and isolation
Within four walls, within the unbreakable prison of ribs and spine,
Is now wreathed in the serpents of Heaven,
And the gods, one and all, kneel in prayer,
At the moment when her eyes peer out of darkness divine
And they flicker with brightness,
They shimmer like a joyful teardrop composed of a loving touch,
They beckon me closer for the embrace that embraces eternity,
But not before she touches my cheek and smiles.

Dedicated to and about Stephanie, she whose touch reaches to my very soul and fills me with her Luciferian Grace, she who is the living embodiment of Lilith-Kali.

We Whose Souls Are Wedding Vows

Abizu is Blackened Worship Music in honor of Satan, Lucifer, Azazel, and Mother Lilith. We are the Order of Our Lady of Strangulation and Seduction. Let us pray.