Prologue: Waxing Moon Over Cryptic Lake

Hear me, and make all spirits subject unto me, and every spirit of the firmament and of the ether, upon the earth and under the earth, on dry land and in the water, of whirling air and of rushing fire, and every spell and scourge of God may be obedient...unto me I behold the waxing moon Twilight gaze at the harbinger of doom Entranced by its transcendence Moonlight's burning flame embraces...me A sense of pleasure once unbecoming I now embrace with open arms I thrust my fist towards the sky Chant to Fenrir in the moonlight, "Possess me, O Wolfspirit, Together, we will slay the lambs of Christ!"