…The dark…
…Going down…
…For they are afraid of the dark…
-All hail, Unholy Father, make your presence known this night. I swear on this day to be a faithful servant to the Prince Lucifer. Make your presence known this night.
-I surender my mind, body and soul to the designs of his Lord Satan.
-We trample on the cross! We spit upon the book of lies.
