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Hymn to Satan

I adore Thee, King of Evil,
By the body Thou hast fashioned

In the likeness of a devil.
By its purity impassioned

I adore Thee, King of Evil!

I adore Thee, Lord of Malice,
By the soul that Thou hast moulded

Lovely as a lily-chalice
To the sombre sun unfolded.

I adore Thee, Lord of Malice!

By its thirst, the cruel craving
For things infinite, unheard-of,

Dreams devouring and depraving,
Songs no God may guess a word of,

Songs of crime and songs of craving—

By the drear eyes of the devil
Bleak and sterile as they glitter

I adore Thee, King of Evil,
With these lips, as dry and bitter

As the drear eyes of the devil!

I adore Thee, I adore Thee,
I abase myself before Thee,

By the spells that once awoke the
Lust of Chaos I adore Thee,

I adore Thee, I invoke Thee!

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