Prayers Unto Apollyon 2

Lodi spreads his arms wide in greeting, a broad grin spreading across
his age-papered face.

Lodi says warmly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Hail and welcome unto one
and all!"

Lodi says happily in a dry, age creaked voice, "I trust that, on this
beautiful day within the Prime Material, all are positive and focused?"

Lodi says reverently in a dry, age creaked voice, "We have gathered this
day to offer humble prayer unto Lord Apollyon."

Lodi smiles and says in a dry, age creaked voice, "The correct response
at the end of each prayer is Amen."

Lodi closes his eyes and whispers "Peirasmos become me...", before
making the Sign of Seven over his chest.

Lodi says reverently in a dry, age creaked voice, "Let us pray..."

Lodi takes a single, grounding breath then opens his bright cobalt-blue
eyes.

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Arch-Daemon, Fell-Daemon."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Beast of The Lord!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Grant me His Armour."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "And grant me His Sword!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Arch-Daemon, Fell-Daemon."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Slave of The Wound!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Eat my weak-flesh."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "And to Strength make me tuned!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Arch-Daemon, Fell-Daemon."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Locust Eyed Fool."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Burn up my Ego."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "And make me His tool!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Arch-Daemon, Fell-Daemon."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "To Him me bring."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "So that I may worship."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "The Suffering King!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "So that I may worship The

Suffering King!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Amen."

[All respond with 'Amen' in a host of different languages]

Lodi says humbly in a dry, age creaked voice, "With humility do I
worship Thee."

Lodi says reverently in a dry, age creaked voice, "O' Lord of the
Transcendental Wound."

Lodi says optimistically in a dry, age creaked voice, "Bequeath unto me
Thy strength."

Lodi says firmly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Strip me naked of all
Weakness."

Lodi says stanchly in a dry, age creaked voice, "So that no longer can I
hide behind my Ego."

Lodi says knowingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "And it's Illusions of
Self."

Lodi says warningly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Nor cower inside my
Mind."

Lodi says disgustedly in a dry, age creaked voice, "And its folly of
Objective Relation."

Lodi says joylessly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Burn me, O' Lord."

Lodi says energetically in a dry, age creaked voice, "Scorch my flesh
with Thy Truths!"

Lodi says rapturously in a dry, age creaked voice, "So that I may rise
from the Ash."

Lodi says passionately in a dry, age creaked voice, "As Thine
resurrected Locust."

Lodi says blissfully in a dry, age creaked voice, "Initiated and Blessed
in Thine Rapture."

Lodi says firmly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Ready and prepared to
bring Thy Law."

Lodi says caringly in a dry, age creaked voice, "To the gentile masses
of the Creation."

Lodi says woefully in a dry, age creaked voice, "For lost, lost art
they!"

Lodi says lamentingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "They who foolishly
indulge in rejection of Thee."

Lodi says despairingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Even though Thou
art forever in them."

Lodi says knowingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "And of them."

Lodi says accurately in a dry, age creaked voice, "And with them."

Lodi says seriously in a dry, age creaked voice, "From the cradle to the
grave."

Lodi says resolutely in a dry, age creaked voice, "Amen!"

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Can you see the Raven."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Lost in a humble sitting."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "The victor of defeat."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Underneath his perch."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Was battle once a raging."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "But now just feast to eat."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "So many warriors fallen."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "In tears a river flowing."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "All lost in sorrows plight."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Live the Raven's search!"

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "No stranger to a Suffering."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "He knows the lie of Light."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Apollyon, my Master."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Upon me bring a blessing."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Make me learn from each defeat."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Apollyon, destroy me!"

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "You art Victor winning."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Your feast I beg to eat."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "For now till ever after."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "Your glory is a Lasting."

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "I have always known Your plight!"

Lodi sings in a rich baritone voice, "None can true deny Thee."

[All respond with 'Amen' in a host of different languages]

Lodi says bombastically in a dry, age creaked voice, "My honoured
gentile."

Lodi says mirthfully in a dry, age creaked voice, "Speak not to me of
Truth."

Lodi smiles and says in a dry, age creaked voice, "When Truth you may
never know."

Lodi says knowingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "You wallow in the
divide of material and spiritual."

Lodi says joyfully in a dry, age creaked voice, "Seeing not that both
are Truly one!"

Lodi says concernedly in a dry, age creaked voice, "The Illusion has
ensnared thee."

Lodi says sadly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Within its vile clutches."

Lodi says warningly in a dry, age creaked voice, "And has lost you
within your Ego."

Lodi says sternly in a dry, age creaked voice, "How can enlightenment be
obtained through 'Self'?"

Lodi says heartily in a dry, age creaked voice, "So, my honoured fellow,
how can you speak of Truth."

Lodi says slowly in a dry, age creaked voice, "When you so indulge the
lie?"

Lodi says reverently in a dry, age creaked voice, "Oh Lord Apollyon!"

Lodi says jubilantly in a dry, age creaked voice, "God of Wounded
Splendour!"

Lodi says passionately in a dry, age creaked voice, "Open up this
heathen's eyes!"

Lodi says pleadingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Let him see that 'he'
is but Illusion"

Lodi says jubilantly in a dry, age creaked voice, "And that there was
only ever 'You'!"

Lodi says beseechingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Brake him free of
ego's shackles!"

Lodi says enigmatically in a dry, age creaked voice, "Brake him free of
the minds enslavement!"

Lodi says imperiously in a dry, age creaked voice, "Brake him free of
the Illusion."

Lodi says snarlingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "And place him on The
Wheel of Your Way!"

Lodi smiles and says in a dry, age creaked voice, "Show him that you
were part of him."

Lodi says happily in a dry, age creaked voice, "From the moment he was
born!"

Lodi says wisely in a dry, age creaked voice, "That Your hand has
touched all that he has ever done."

Lodi says slowly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Then mayhap he shall
accept You and The Law."

Lodi says prayerfully in a dry, age creaked voice, "And will one day
know Truth."

Lodi says loudly in a dry, age creaked voice, "And speak of the
Illusion's Lie no more."

Lodi says quietly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Amen."

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Hail unto the Locust Swarm!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Great Initiator of The Lord!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Hail unto the Locust Swarm!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Fell Minstrel of His Chord!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Hail unto the Locust Swarm!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "The Harbinger of His Law!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Hail unto the Locust Swarm!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Grim Devourer of the Flaw!"

Lodi chants in a deep, rumbling voice, "Amen."

[All respond with 'Amen' in a host of different languages]

Lodi says in a dry, age creaked voice, "Dear Lord Apollyon."

Lodi says reverently in a dry, age creaked voice, "My Master and my
Sovereign King."

Lodi says quietly in a dry, age creaked voice, "When I was a child."

Lodi says softly in a dry, age creaked voice, "I acted as a child."

Lodi says loudly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Now that I've become
grown."

Lodi says confidently in a dry, age creaked voice, "I have abandoned my
childish ways."

Lodi says slowly in a dry, age creaked voice, "And put them long behind
me."

Lodi says respectfully in a dry, age creaked voice, "It was Your
Struggle, Lord."

Lodi says thankfully in a dry, age creaked voice, "That taught me how to
do this."

Lodi says forcefully in a dry, age creaked voice, "It was You who forced
me to grow."

Lodi says quietly in a dry, age creaked voice, "To survive."

Lodi says solemnly in a dry, age creaked voice, "To change."

Lodi says loudly in a dry, age creaked voice, "To learn about the
world."

Lodi says passionately in a dry, age creaked voice, "And become a
better, stronger man in the process."

Lodi says knowingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Without Your guiding
hand."

Lodi says honestly in a dry, age creaked voice, "I would be a no-thing."

Lodi says forcefully in a dry, age creaked voice, "At the best: Lost."

Lodi says bitterly in a dry, age creaked voice, "At the worst: Thoth's."

Lodi says calmly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Without You I would not
exist."

Lodi says slowly in a dry, age creaked voice, "But with You."

Lodi says joyously in a dry, age creaked voice, "I can become higher
than the highest heights."

Lodi says jubilantly in a dry, age creaked voice, "And deeper than the
deepest depths."

Lodi says loudly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Thank you! "

Lodi says sincerely in a dry, age creaked voice, "Thank you."

Lodi says quietly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Thank you..."

Lodi whispers in a dry, age creaked voice, "Amen."

[All respond with 'Amen' in a host of different languages]

Lodi says calmly in a dry, age creaked voice, "I asked the Suffering
Lord for strength."

Lodi says calmly in a dry, age creaked voice, "So that I might be
Dominant."

Lodi says knowingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "He challenged me with
weakness."

Lodi says knowingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "So that I was made
Humble."

Lodi says quietly in a dry, age creaked voice, "I asked the Suffering
Lord for power."

Lodi says quietly in a dry, age creaked voice, "So I could be Great."

Lodi says wisely in a dry, age creaked voice, "He gifted me with
slavery."

Lodi says wisely in a dry, age creaked voice, "So that I learned
Obedience."

Lodi says loudly in a dry, age creaked voice, "I asked the Suffering
Lord for wealth."

Lodi says loudly in a dry, age creaked voice, "So that I could be
Mighty."

Lodi says humbly in a dry, age creaked voice, "He strickend me with
poverty."

Lodi says humbly in a dry, age creaked voice, "So that I was made Wise."

Lodi says arrogantly in a dry, age creaked voice, "I asked the Suffering
Lord for prestige."

Lodi says arrogantly in a dry, age creaked voice, "So other mortals
would worship Me."

Lodi says thankfully in a dry, age creaked voice, "He made me an
outcast."

Lodi says thankfully in a dry, age creaked voice, "So that I learned how
to worship Him."

Lodi says honestly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Of what I asked, I got
nothing."

Lodi says jubilantly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Of what I needed, I
got everything."

Lodi says mockingly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Despite me Ego's
selfish yearning."

Lodi says passionately in a dry, age creaked voice, "My Arch-Daemon's
prayers were answered!"

Lodi says reverently in a dry, age creaked voice, "And because of this,
I am blessed indeed!"

Lodi says loudly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Hail unto the Suffering
Lord."

Lodi says passionately in a dry, age creaked voice, "For Benevolent is
His Name!"

Lodi says zealously in a dry, age creaked voice, "Hail! Hail! Hail!"

Lodi whispers quietly in a dry, age creaked voice, "Amen."

[All respond with 'Amen' in a host of different languages]

Lodi indicates that the prayer session is at an end by performing a
subtle, respectful bow.