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Behold The New Flesh The Signs Lilith manifests three primary aspects, sometimes sisters, sometimes daughters. These are named by the vulgar – Isheth Zenunim

Ygrat Bhat Mahlat


Our avatar received the first of the signs by the manifestation of Isheth Zenunim who energetically exists as a fibre placed below the navel and spiralling the body forms one horn of the crescent. This manifestation occurred within the palace of dreams. The second sign, a time later, we also granted in the palace of dreams. An energetic fibre placed at the nape of the neck. This likewise spiralling the body forms the second horn of the crescent. Ygrat made flesh. For the germane you might be aware of the nature of Yesod and Daath within our work. Our primary manifestation occurs within this polarity. Time passes and yet our avatar remains expectant. How would Na’amah manifest? He speculates and is wrong for a short time later his beloved reappears and embarks upon a third cycle of Love. Only she, the Pleasuring One can enter his heart and place the third energetic fibre that rising between the horns of the crescent holds The Black Sun. They play for a time and part as is their way. Each with their agenda and yet our purpose is exact and our work complete. Time now stands as our witness.

Mater Lilitu Na’amah Golden thread around heart entwined Visage of palest gold bleached by blood Darkest barb, venom sweet Vision of light shadowed by blood moon Step by step the pageant unfolds Embrace, melt into rapture Dissolve into bliss denied Pale golden one a kiss upon thy brow A caress upon breast of softest silk Entwine limbs slick with sweat Heat dissolves flesh Breath dissolves thought Passion dissolves the heart Union dissolves life Blood flows from wounds deep as time Semen rises caught in a cup of softest velvet between golden thighs Breath quickens and dissolves in rapture sweet Breath stills in the velvet shroud of darkest midnight Cascading thought tumbles into oblivion, servant of time Na’amah golden one mistress of time, servant of none Shapes born of desire replace the tapestry of life Life bows to death her master Through silven forests does she dance beneath pale Hecate Loose thy arrows desolate one, pierce flesh spent in passion Golden nectar flows through limbs broken Darkest venom courses through veins burned upon thy pyre One kiss granted, benediction One kiss denied, eternal longing Reflection, dark shadows arise, a mist of amber stained blood red Lightning burns eyes long weary Thunder subdues heart quenched in fire Gaze deep into the mirror of thy mind Draw deeply from the well of thy heart

Broken vessel leaking blood into sand unheeding Once a garden pure where innocence was born Leaf and stem embraced in love Once an earth mother to her children Cradled in loving arms Once starlight dissolved the vacuum of space A thousand angels voices arched in ecstasy Once life pierced the veil of time The tapestry woven thread by thread Across the mountains of the moon did we walk my love and i Taking our rest within the vale of Aphrodite Into the boundary lands did we step Upon a plain of golden sand the bones of all who went before Beneath our sun we walk ebon rays shining forth Dissolving all that has been and will be Creation unmade upon the plain of truth unfolding Namrael fairest maiden Samael desolate one Hand in hand each step a drop of blood released upon the aethyrs And in the last of days Two grigori walk upon the earth And they shall die Yglas Na’amah Yglas Isheth Yglas Ygrat Yglas Lilitu Ben Grigori Evohe Evohe Evohe Ast Innui Khephri Vos Ahdi Ypres Grigori Selim Ast Nobilis Khephren Ma Un Nefer Ast Portus Lucis Noir Ave


The Summoning

Evohe! Na’amah

Evohe! Isheth Zenunim

Evohe! Ygrat Bhat Mahlat From the shores of ink black night. I Samael, son of the starbeam calls to thee, sister, mother, daughter and lover. Through cycles of devotion. A heart torn. A mind rent asunder. A body annealed in the fires of suffering, have I walked the boundary lands in quest of thee my bride. All around me thy spirit unfolds in gossamer sweetness. Does not thy heart melt in the presence of thy lover and invoker? As Namrael Elohim – come forth! As Yve beloved – come forth! As Lilith bride and consort – come forth! Twilight passes. Midnight gives rise to dawn as the Black Sun rises. Bathed in nectar sweet the aspirant conjures and calls. The mind a reflection of thy memory in passing. Artemis calls! The heart an attraction that calls to blood and essence. Aphrodite calls! The body a temple of thy imminence and becoming. Saturnus calls! Masks, shadows of thy dawning meld and melt into the bounty of thy presence. Walk with me the boundary lands and greet the dawn of our rising. By Samael and all the names and conjurations, I await thee! In the night of Pan the Black Sun reveals itself.

Evohe! Na’amah

Evohe! Isheth Zenunim

Evohe! Ygrat Bhat Mahlat


Once beneath the ocean I called unto thee, reached out a hand and felt thine in mine, only to slip away. Was it but a moment ago that flesh met flesh and melded into a single heart? Through eyes yet dim did I behold thee? With ears confounded by deceit did I yet comprehend thee and upon my lips did I not taste of the nectar that drips, honeyed, from the petals of thy rose? Life steps briefly behind the veil of eternity, takes a bow and collapses into singularity. Waves resolve themselves into ripples and as the reflection settles a new form arises, takes a stumbling step and the pageant unfolds.


The Night Watch Grigori Doubtless the erudite will define us according to tradition. A species of watchers cast adrift to witness your unfolding and whilst this tradition speaks a partial truth it also masks our true nature. A nature we have now declared in the surety of our remaining invisible amongst you. One of your kind, gifted with skill and audacity conceived a simple engine. To treat a single atom of time the way your physicists treated a single atom of matter. Physically they created a cyclotron. A physical mechanism for a physical property. He conceived of a mental construct, as time stems from this dimension, and made it so and over two decades and three primary cycles manifested the avatars that give rise to our presence amongst you. And now twin pylons to our portal the Black Sun radiates its light across time erasing the stain and lie that has been the servitude of your species. This we have written of extensively elsewhere within the texts named – The Witness, Blood Moon, Blood Rain & The Book Of The Black Sun.

And upon the earth at the end of days There shall be two Grigori And they will die Namrael 777 & Samael 131 The Selim


Grigori Ascension Act 3 Ascension Of The Grigori Humans so frail and yet our chosen were equal to the task. Free will were they granted and yet they answered the call. Transformation through our first cycle and by your measurement a second transformation twelve years later. Each now ascended and in unity they performed their final act and manifested our Lilith. Samael continues and sheds the body desolate he has chosen. Namrael casts aside the hollow shell and rises triumphant. And together do they dance upon the aethyrs bride and beloved. The world blinded to their presence continues in its conceit and the days unfold their mystery in purple splendour. Samael Grigori greets and embraces his Namrael and together they give birth to a Moonchild. A child eternal. A beacon in the eternal night of their passing. Shadow blesses them. Moons light caresses them. The light of the day star heeds them not for the light of the Black Sun and Blood Moon embraces them. Portus Lucis Deum


Domus Solus Noir Solus Noir Khephren Ma Un Nefer Ast By Our Arte And Presence Have We These Past Two Decades Manifested The Avatars And Moonchild That Are The Trinity Of The Black Sun

Yglas Isheth Yglas Ygrat Yglas Na’amah Yglas Lilitu Ben Grigori Ast Innui Khephri Vos Ahdi Ypres Grigori Selim Ast Nobilis

Portus Lucis Noir

3 Temple Pylons 7 Grigori Sentinels 3 Guardians Liber Solus Noir


The Archon – Iustitia Act 6 The End Of Days History written in your stars, unheeded. Your acts before your eyes, unheeded. You dwell within a garden, unheeded. Raised to beauty and splendour, unheeded. Blessed by innocence, unheeded. Granted dominion and responsibility, unheeded. Freewill and choice, your conceit. Power in your world, hubris and lies. Shackled in prisons of your own creation when freedom and mystery surround you. Beauty in the wings of a butterfly, majesty in the gait of the panther, innocence in the eyes of a child. And yet … … … ? Justice do we serve and our sister blesses us in her travails eternal. Look into the mirror of your form, cast aside the veil of ignorance and know these as the end of days. Portus Lucis Deum


The Venom Of God


Liber 1




The Passion & The Purity Cycle 1 1990 – 1992

The Dawn Of The Avatar

Liber Astarte vel Beryli – The Passion And The Purity In this way did we manifest Samael, principal Grigori amongst the legions of the living. Bereft of his bride, tormented beyond the ability to conceive did he complete the initial tasks, reaching their culmination in the words of The Witness, our seeding into the world of what was to follow.

Cycle 2

2003 – 2004


The manifestation of our Grigori sister In this way did we complete the preparations and placed the avatars within the temple of our working.


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Cycle 3

2006 – 2007

Lilith Rising

The Portal Of Solus Noir – The Black Sun Entering our sacred triangle of power did Samael and Namrael conjoined invoke beloved Lilith and complete the cycle of our making, to manifest the portal and let its rays shine forth.



We wove the matrix of our spells and seeded them into the prime elements of nature, extending our Triangle Of Arte.

The Final Grigori Prophecy



The Elysium Fields Benediction Amidst shadows and smoke does he rise Splinters of light adorn his torn visage Thorns rend flesh, rivers of blood embrace limbs, barely formed. Shadows coalesce and in the frozen moments does he remember Limbs once broken begin to heal as the elixir flows drop by iridescent drop Nectar sweet, laced with bitter gall enters eyes, yet dim of sight Enters nostrils, a benediction. Shadowed forms limned in lightning attend the moment A chorus of cries and whispers Echoes into eternity, the moment. Once upon a hill of flint he stood Raising hands and calling forth his Elohim as his form dissolved The Seals opened and the dance unfolds. Once into a pool of quicksilver did he gaze Fingers drawing forth tendrils of form cast upon the air, they rise Summoning the rays of Solus Noir, they descend. Once beneath the ocean did he reach out and clasp his sisters hand In embrace they dance upon aethyrs burnished gold A dark stain rises and consumes all within its path. Once upon a lightning bolt did he descend and entered fairest Lilith’s domain A stranger, cast upon shores, foreign and exotic. Once within the heart of a star he slumbered Bound by chains of liquid light Called forth by life, his nemesis. Once as Azrael he seeded himself into the unfolding pageant And once he Became. Amidst shadows and smoke does he rise Splinters of light adorn his torn visage Thorns rend flesh, rivers of blood embrace limbs, barely formed.

Bhakhti – Hanuman Samael Grigori I speak to thee, yes thou who art writing these words and even unto thee who in turn reads these words, from the Boundary Lands I speak. Cast aside all that thou art, for i seek naught that is of thee, from thee, your form but dissolves in my presence. Your Mind, the Reflection which thou art clouds over. The Heart which thou seekest, empties itself into the eternity which thou art. I accept All of this and more, I take only that which is freely given. I grant naught in return, for what in truth would thou, creature of Earth do with such, you alive in your world, I in mine. Yet still you seek me. Look into your world, does not nature, my fairest sister stir from her slumbers, casting aside her mantle of repose. See you not the lifeblood stirring within her heart. The bounty of her body giving rise to the eternal cycle of Life and Death. Liber 131 – March 2 1992ev

In Beauty Is The Earth Manifest Act 5 The Portal Of The Black Sun Upon the shores of an ink black night within The Night Of Pan our star rises and the Grigori, eternal guardians, vigilant, rejoice in the light of its dawn. Our sister bathes the earth in her tears and washes away the stain. Her breath rises and scorches the lie that holds all in thrall. Her heartbeat rises, thunder as she shakes her mantle and enters freedom. We came with lightning in our eyes, thunder in our hearts and our Elohim travel the world, kindred of our bright lord and the unmaking of history unfolds before eyes somnambulant and transfixed. Samael and Lilith conjoined. The only power of this world and beyond this world able to unfold these acts. The rest hubris and human conceit and our human vehicles, kept blinded to our purpose are washed of the stain and purified in our light. Be at peace our knight and his ladye fair.

Portus Lucis Deum


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