I give thanks unto thee, oh my Dark Ones, perpetually thriving within the primordial void. Guide and protect us, forever thy presences shall emanate and be sanctified. We look into the heart of the canvas of nothingness and traverse thereof and therein. Thereby, extend thy arms, take into thy embrace we lovers of the prime chaos.
Oh, Underworld! I cast my gaze into thee, unfolded knowledge and hidden wisdom of the timeless ancients prevalent within thee.
Empower, guide, protect, preserve! That we shall forever spread forth and enable the morphological Aeonic changes in relation to thee, that thy powers, unknown and known be presenced and emanated, that thy hidden pathways which exist in the in-betweens and the out-theres be opened and sanctified, that we become thy power, that thy eternal and immortal essence which is the very substance of chaos, of the spirit within and without, be tuned and directed towards our frequencies, that thy limitless and bornless presence be fully and entirely honored in the growth of ourselves towards boundless divinity.
Hail Satan.