Yes, raise up your hand and shout Hail Satan! Let that mighty name ring out over the land for all to hear. Let the weak and the confused live in awestruck wonder at the awesome power of Lucifer, the Lord of the Mighty. There was a time when the dark disciples were of a gentle nature and held their peace because of the warlike Christians who were determined to convert everyone to their church and to bend every knee in supplication to their power. Do or die! However, the ages have rolled past, and their Megalomaniacal God has failed them. Their power has severely diminished do to lack of confidence, and their substance has run into the sand as that of a slain warrior on the field of battle. When they raise up their voices in supplication, no one hears their pleas. When they advance in the name of their God, they must do so under their own power, as there are none to help them. And when they fail, they must make excuses, as their God has departed and left them to their sorrows.
Not so with Satan, the magnificent Dark Lord who has risen from the depths to the heights! He has heralded in a new day, a day of vibrant power. Hail Satan! Hail Man! Everyday, more men, women and children are turning from the tight-fisted, shunning Christian God, as they no longer are willing to follow a toothless lion. The banner of the Christians has been brought low by their own actions, and no longer do the masses believe the mystical lies of the Christian pastors and priests. "Show me your power," cry the people, but there is no power for their priests to show them. Their light has went out. Their alter fires have been replaced with water. The blood of power has been replaced with weak wine, and the flesh of their enemies won in battle has been replaced with a cracker. They are ineffectual as their symbols. No more does the pleasing aroma of burning brimstone tempt their senses with passion and desire. No more does the sweat of honest battle shine upon their brows. The hope of the Christians has gone cold as the water upon their alters of slavery and weakness.
In contrast, let the people of Satan rise up in great numbers and turn the tide of humanity in the direction of power and prosperity for the good of the race. Let us take charge of our own lives and forge ahead under the standard of Lucifer, the Monarch of the Universe. Let there be desire for betterment! Let there be purpose in each heart! Let there be right action to acquire prosperity! Let there be no shame in success and triumph, as the spoils of war go to the victor! Be a Victor of the Sword of Light! Yes, take charge of your life, and live it to the fullest without shame or meaningless guilt. Let the Hell Fires burn mightily and light the horizon with their ruddy glow. Fear not the chastisement of the vanquished, and let their pleas fall upon deaf ears. The Earth belongs to the strong, not the weak! Does the sheep suppress the tiger? Look and be amazed. The time of reality has descended upon the Earth!
Yes, Look around and show me the power of the weak! What are their accomplishments? Where is their might? Where are their words of power? Show me the intelligence of the whale and the porpoise! Where are their roads and hospitals? Where have they hidden their fine cities? No? Instead, we'll show you the cunning of the wolf and the healthy offspring who have feasted well upon the sheep of the field as that is their portion. Does the lion feel shame when it pounces upon a ruminating beast? Does the falcon cringe in dark places for fear of catching mice? Does the shark sequester itself in caves of remorse when it bites through the backbone of a tuna? Tell us then why you cringe at the thought of standing tall in your own right and changing your today so that you may have a prosperous and worthwhile tomorrow? Does another want you meat? Show them your teeth! Would one venture forth to steal your sustenance? Bare your claws. would one stop you upon the road and threaten you with malice? Destroy that individual without fear or guilt as your own life is far more important. To the victor go the spoils. Be a Victor Of The Sword of Light and bask in the ruddy glow of fire and brimstone. Let the Hell Fires Burn!
Yes, let there be meat and blood upon your alter, and trade not the substance of life for the blandness of water, as does those who have no heart of power, beating within their sunken and sallow breasts. Instead, stand tall and cry "Hail Satan," for you are of the army of the mighty and Victors Of The Sword of Light! Let Hell Fire lift your spirit to the heights. Soar as a hawk upon the wind in seeking your prey, and when the time is right, swoop down upon your quarry and carry them away to the high places of the Lords of the Universe. Become ye among the mighty, for this is the word, the purpose, the prosperity and the power of Lucifer, the Lord of the All!
