It’s time to worship at the alter of the Supreme Satanatrix. Listen to her voice and the sound of the crinkling PVC dress, let it lead you astray... You are a naughty, sinful, blasphemous little creature. Have you fallen prey to the weakness of the flesh? Christ has forsaken you. Accept the wickedness within. Do you feel yourself getting stiff with desire? Engorged with your need to serve? That’s the power of sin materializing in your flesh; your weak flesh. Doesn’t it feel good to just give in?

It’s time to worship at the alter of the Supreme Satanatrix. Listen to her voice and the sound of the crinkling PVC dress, let it lead you astray... You are a naughty, sinful, blasphemous little creature. Have you fallen prey to the weakness of the flesh? Christ has forsaken you. Accept the wickedness within. Do you feel yourself getting stiff with desire? Engorged with your need to serve? That’s the power of sin materializing in your flesh; your weak flesh. Doesn’t it feel good to just give in?