Today is the day you call ‘Friday.’ The day on which you mortals believe that you are broken free of your chains of bondage. You will head out to ‘Happy Hour,’ a term so disgusting I have a mind to poison each and every Appletini or watery beer concoction you ingest. At any rate, what you call the weekend brings with it, for me, a holy time as Sunday is the day of our Underlord. And as the Winter Solstice (Dec. 22) arrives I must get my lair in order for the grand orgy that I plan. We shall feast upon flesh, engage in oral, anal and vaginal orgies with ‘living’ beings (including animals) of all ages as we bring forth Demon Revels (Dec. 24) and achieve our grand climax. So I’m a busy bee these days. But of course, I will give you a musical selection that pleases Satan so you can play it at your own orgies.

Another work that greatly pleased our dark lord this ‘year’ was Tod Huetet Uebel‘s release Malícia. Works of such misanthropic blasphemy please his darkness in many regards. First, there is the utter blasphemy. The vomitous vocal delivery of lyrics that writhe in hell like my victims vivisected organs. Second, there is the misanthropy not only of the lyrical content but of the bands general disgust for the form of species known as ‘mortals.’ (Something we share in common.) It is utterly pleasing to our Dark Lord to hear such a wall of crashing sound descend upon disgusting, gut infested mortals. To hear music that can drive its listeners to do terrible things. It’s a dark blessing.

So play this record at maximum volume. Allow it’s satanic melodrama to echo off the caverns of your torture chamber. Let the drums beat forth upon the altar of the enslaved. And remember, prepare for your orgy for you must perform for his Darkness.

Hail Satan,
Ritual Grim