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A poem for Astaroth

A Poem for Astaroth: Astarte mother of all timeless conceptions of fertility, soft and gentle, your perfume is so like a red rose! The flavors of life are lighter since I adore you!

Hail Astaroth! Hail Satanas!
In my experience, she likes to be called Astarte rather than Astaroth.


The poem is beautiful...
 

Al Jilwah: Chapter IV

"It is my desire that all my followers unite in a bond of unity, lest those who are without prevail against them." - Satan

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