Bridesofbaphomet - Brides Of Baphomet

Vanish you Lunatic

May the loon whose name means moon Vanish from my reality From the world I do create May all the hexes you send Kiss you times ten on your forehead May all you try to decieve See through the veil you wear To see the deformities of spirit you cloak Alone as you wish others to be So shall you reap Wandering this desert alone With no teachers or light Void of learned lessons for the evil magick you have thrown It will forever haunt you now

January 2017.. little ole magickal me

I've died and been reborn. Transformation is key...

Saint Aleister Crowley

The problems of a Serial Killer lol

First world serial killer problems