A.M.S.G. - Goddess of the Hidden Moon of Blood

Great mother, grant me
the knowledge of eternal renewal
Shuamashana Kali
dweller of the foul cremation grounds
I gladly offer my soul as one
So you may dance there, unceasingly
Macabre mother of dissolution
Your womb, embrace of darkness
Carry me forth,
will bloodied
head unbowed
Over the crest,
into chaos

Oh all consuming Kali,
your ferocious beauty
Blackened tongue,
wet with the blood of the free
Inspires not aversion
in this absolute heart
Rather inexhaustible
strength and courage

Great mother, grant me
the knowledge of eternal renewal
Shuamashana Kali
dweller of the foul cremation grounds
I gladly offer my soul as one
So you may dance there, unceasingly
Macabre mother of dissolution
Your womb, embrace of darkness
Carry me forth,
will bloodied
head unbowed
Over the crest,
into chaos


Oh all consuming Kali,
your ferocious beauty
Blackened tongue,
wet with the blood of the free
Inspires not aversion
in this absolute heart
Rather inexhaustible
strength and courage

I call upon and invoke
the mistress of the hidden moon
The sinister queen of all witches
and the goddess of the blackest witchcraft
The cruel enchantress,
by the dark light of the diabolical moon
May the crowned dead rise up
from their graves and kneel beside me
In rapturous supplication
To the mighty and sinister goddess
of the hidden moon of blood

She
whose dark spells
bring down the heavens
She
whose might ushers man
towards the eternal sleep of death
She
whose wrath and cold fury
freezes to ice the seven seas
She
whose honour the black wolves
of hades howl at night
I call upon the dark queen
of the cross roads
I call upon the shadows of the dead
and the powers of the dark moon

Kali Ma, in the name of chaos
I invoke you

She
whose dark spells
bring down the heavens
She
whose might ushers man
towards the eternal sleep of death
She
whose wrath and cold fury
freezes to ice the seven seas
She
whose honour the black wolves
of hades howl at night


Great mother, grant me
the knowledge of eternal renewal
Shuamashana Kali dweller
of the foul cremation grounds
I gladly offer my soul as one
So you may dance there, unceasingly
Macabre mother of dissolution
Your womb, embrace of darkness
Carry me forth,
will bloodied
head unbowed
Over the crest,
into chaos