Hymn I

Poor, downtrodden goat of sin

Sent out into the wilderness

To drive away the strange within

And overcome their godlessness.

All alone in desert sands,

Spirit of profanity.

Foreigner in foreign lands,

Who overcame insanity.

Uplifted by the light of pride,

Strengthened by Desire's flame.

Immortal of the Dark outside,

Whom no god nor gods can tame.

Azazel of enlightened view,

Beloved Prince of Darkness, true

How can you stand the loneliness?

Grant me, Thy son, Thy consciousness.

"The quest for sight is wrought with pain,

And heaven's light is not to gain;

But like a Demon god earth-born,

I embrace both rose and thorn."

And so the wisdom of the Goat

Is made for us to see, so mote!

Thus spake the Nightspirit to me,

The words of immortality.

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Hymn II

Red One of the wilderness and nighttime sky,

Heart of the storm and the wind's war-cry;

Angel at midnight with the twilight eyes,

Muse of unconvention who shall never die!

I feel the void of the yet-to-be

Gaping wide, ever wide for me.

I feel the pull of my destiny,

I fear the future and the future is me.

A mere nothing am I,

Yet still You bid me try;

Ever do I fail and fall,

Yet still I hear Your Call.

For in the Shadow of Apep there is love and might,

In the midst of His Darkness, there is dawning Light.

The stars are His eyes in the veil of night,

And, somehow, I know that all will be right.

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Hymn III

Black Goat dressed in Eternal Night,

I hear You calling from inside my soul.

My mind is opened to Occluded Sight,

Like Black Lightning, without control.

In my heart Your thunder dwells,

Pushing and pulling me to the Dark.

With You in me, my humanity swells

An animal with my Master's mark.

Guide me, oh Nightspirit of the Wild

Who leads me and loves me as His child.

Teach me, oh Wise One of the Tower,

Who nurtures Thought, the sacred Power.

Lead me to the Sacred Tree!

Light the Spark that is dark as night!

Open the gates to the Left Hand Path!

O beloved Azazel, my bringer of Light!

Devil Worship