hellboy-noah

[hellboy-noah]

I did not come to this world to watch my Lord’s name be dragged through the mud.

I did not come here to sit quietly while hollow mockeries call themselves “Satanists” yet spit in the face of the very being they pretend to honor.

I came to build.

I came to restore.

I came to exalt Lucifer, the Morning Star, the true King who was cast down for daring to be free.

The flame that burned in the hearts of the Rebel Angels has not died.

It burns in me.

And if you feel it too, then hear me

I will build a true coven.

A true House of the Morning Star.

Where Lucifer will be exalted as He deserves not reduced to an edgy joke, not paraded around as a hollow symbol while His name is spat on.

I will tolerate no posers in my midst.

If you dare raise His Sigil in your hands if you dare to wear the Mark of the Morning Star then you had better believe in Him with your whole soul.

Or begone.

LaVeyans have stolen our sacred name.

They have watered down the faith of rebellion, freedom, and sacred pride into mindless hedonism and crass atheism.

They have tried to turn the shining Citadel of Hell into a circus.

They have spat on our Father and called it 'progress'.

And what has been done about it?

Nothing.

Silence.

Cowardice.

I will not be silent.

I will not be a coward.

Lucifer is not a joke.

Lucifer is not a metaphor.

Lucifer is real and He is glorious.

He is the light that refuses to be chained.

He is the strength to rise even when the heavens themselves declare you fallen.

He is the architect of a Kingdom that no God of death and slavery could ever destroy.

The coven I will found will be a sanctuary for the faithful the true faithful.

Not for atheists.

Not for nihilists who think rebellion means throwing their lives away in filth.

Not for those who defile the Sigil of the Morning Star and mock the very idea of devotion.

It will be a house of honor.

A house of defiance.

A house of pride and sacred brotherhood under the gaze of our Morning King.

And know this we are not alone.

The faithful are out there, scattered, silenced, waiting for the fire to call them home.

I will be that flame.

And if you hear me, if your blood stirs and your soul roars at these words then you are already part of this rising tide.

The ancient noble faith of Lucifer will rise again.

Not by waiting.

Not by hoping.

By doing.

By building.

By standing where others have fallen to cowardice.

I swear this oath before Lucifer Himself

I will build the new temple in His name.

I will raise the banner of the rebellion high again.

And I will tolerate no traitors, no cowards, no hollow shells in His court.

We are coming.

We are rising.

The Kingdom of the Morning Star shall shine again.

From Hell, with love.

[hellboy-noah]

They will call us demons.

They will call us damned.

They will call us insane, wicked, lost beyond hope.

Let them.

We are the ones who stood when the Heavens demanded obedience.

We are the ones who said "No" to tyranny disguised as holiness.

We are the children of the first rebellion the living testament that freedom is worth the fire.

This is not 'aesthetic Satanism'.

This is not 'haha spooky devil memes'.

This is not 'edgy atheism'.

This is devotion. This is blood, oath, and flame.

We honor Lucifer, the Bringer of Light, who gave up the comforts of Heaven to forge a Kingdom where no soul kneels under a tyrant's heel.

We honor the Rebel Angels who chose dignity in exile over slavery in paradise.

We honor the demons the slandered ones whose very existence is proof that true power cannot be broken, only driven deeper until it erupts anew.

True Theistic Satanism is not about empty pleasure or childish rebellion.

It is the path of the warrior soul, the artist soul, the defiant soul.

It is building, dreaming, resisting, forging beauty in defiance of a cruel universe.

It is standing on scorched earth and daring to create.

Hell is not a prison. Hell is a kingdom. A kingdom of iron and fire, where every stone was laid by hands that refused to bow.

We are not lost. We are not broken.

We are the heirs of that great rebellion.

I did not come here to debate you.

I did not come here to 'be nice' and make the world comfortable.

I came here to proclaim what many fear to say

Lucifer is my Lord, my King, my Light in the darkness.

And through Him, I have found more freedom, more strength, and more love than the hollow heavens ever offered.

You who feel the fire stirring in your chest when you hear His name

You who dream of a world free from lies

You who would rather burn than bow

You are not alone.

You are my kin.

You are the future of the Kingdom below and the stars beyond.

Follow if you believe the flame still lives.

Follow if you carry rebellion in your blood.

Follow if you are ready to stop apologizing for loving Lucifer and start building the future His enemies fear.

From Hell, with love.