The Brotherhood of Satan Page #3

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the punishments of hell...

but rather possess

everlasting joys."

In Christ our Lord. Amen.

"May the angels take you into paradise

where the martyrs welcome you...

and lead you

to the holy city, Jerusalem.

May the choir of angels welcome you

with Lazarus, who was poor...

and may you have everlasting rest.

I am the resurrection and the life.

He who believes in me,

if he die, shall live.

Whoever lives and believes in me

shall never die.

Blessed be the God of Israel,

because he has visited...

and wrought up a horn of salvation for

us in the house of David, his servant.

O God, who alone are ever merciful

and sparing of punishment...

humbly we pray you Don Howard...

whom you have commanded

to go forth today from this world.

Do not hand him over

to the power of the enemy...

and do not forget him forever,

but command that his soul...

be taken up by the holy angels

and brought home to paradise...

so that since he hoped

and believed in you...

he may not undergo

the punishments of hell...

but rather possess

everlasting joys."

It's so nice

to see everyone again.

I have nothing

which is not thine.

He didn't meet me.

Clothilde?

He didn't meet me.

I don't understand.

What could have happened?

What's wrong with everybody?

How lovely to see you again, Alice.

- Dame Alice.

- Yes, isn't it?

But I don't think

you've met Phyllis.

Hello.

My dear Alice.

It's been a very long time.

Yes, Ann, it has.

Am I the last to arrive?

Almost.

Have you seen them yet?

Mine's lovely.

You're number 11, next to mine.

I wonder what he's got for you.

Dame Alice?

Dame Alice!

You are come at last.

Very unwilling you were to come.

You must, proud lady,

be whipped to the enterprise...

and cry and moan for mercy.

An outcast to your own blood.

Not so. Oh, not so.

Rather would I forget myself

than forget thee.

Degenerate creature.

Weakling soul.

Is this the result

of our master's teaching?

What have you in your bowels?

Love for thee.

O Prince of Darkness...

I gave.

By all your holy laws did I live!

I sacrificed.

Not once on high holy days

did I fail to give thee homage...

or spread thy story

among the uninitiated.

Fool.

Can you believe that he who has renewed

the very blood in your veins...

who was your lover...

your husband,

should fail to see...

yet even through the screen of your

miserable mouthings and gyrations...

the one great blot

that covers all else...

as if it were nothing?

I adore thee.

Alice.

My baby.

Undone even before he was born,

and desperately wicked.

Dead to Satan

from the beginning.

At his mother's breast,

he was a damned soul already.

I adore thee.

You foul-minded wretch.

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