(for smoother formatting and to own this ritual / spell in book format, search the title of this song "The Cremation of The Corpse of Xrist" into amazon) (this is broken up into chapters and verses much like what most people know as biblical formatting. Behold, the Book of Antichristian Flame)


CH1The Sire: “Saturnians, by the power of our gathering, Dull Xrist is slain. 2Hearken! High up on the hill you may hear xrist’s funeral musick. 3Behold, the effigy of this, our enemy, is carried hither for our ancient rites. 4Saturnians, follow to Na’ameh’s shrine!”
5Nature Spirit: “Beauty, and strength and war, they are yours forevermore; while the trees are and the hills. 6The stars come in with the night, and the wind, like a presence, fills in the Temple-aisles of the wood; it is yours, it is good, it is made for your delight. 7Beauty, and strength, and peace, they are here that you find release from the mournful memories, oh cast your grief to the fire. 8And be strong with the holy trees and the spirit of the void. 9In your dreams you shall deploy to the land of heart’s desire.”
10High Priest of Satan: “The Dragon sits before her feast; let all within the void be reverent before she. 11Lift up your heads O ye trees, and be ye lift up, ye ever loving spires. 12For behold, here is Na’ameh’s Shrine and unholy are the pillars of this house. 13Weaving Spiders are welcome here! 14Hail Saturnaliens! 15With frozen waters and the absence of birds, such silence as inspires the sinking soul. 16Do we invite you to Midwinter’s joy!
17The sky above is black and sown with stars; the forest floor is heaped with pure snow; evening’s cool kiss is yours, the fire’s glow, the birth of rosy fingered dawns! 18Shake of all your sorrows with the city’s dust and scatter to the winds the Corpse of Xrist. 19Let memory bring back the well-loved names of gallant friends who knew and loved this place. 20Dear boon companions of long ago!
21Aye! They shall join us in this ritual and not a place be empty in our midst! 22O Beauty’s vassals who keep in this gray autumn of the world her springtime in your hearts. 23I charge ye all… for lasting happiness we lift our eyes to one alone, and she surrounds you now, Great Nature, refuge for the weary heart and only balm for breasts that have been bruised, her councils are most wise. 24But ye must come as children, little children that believe nor ever doubt her beauty or her faith, nor dream her darkness can change or die!
25Gather, ye celestial fold, and cast your spells over these immortals. 26Touch their world-blind eyes with faery unguents. 27Open their eyes of fancy and seal the gates of sorrow.

CH2Dull Xrist and all his works are but a dream; as vanished nazarene and badly Xrist, so they shall vanish. 2Hail Tyre Babylon Saturn Na’ameh. 3But the wilding rose blows on the broken battlements of the son of jehovah, and Tyre rend the tablets of moses. 4For truth is eternal and we Hail everlasting! 5Our funeral pyre awaits The Corpse of Xrist.
6Oh thou, thus ferried ‘cross the shadowy tide in all the ancient majesty of Death.
7Dull Xrist, arch-enemy of the truth; not for thee the tender tribute and the restful grave, but fire shall have its will of thee, and all the winds make merry with thy dust! 8Bring Fire!”
9jesus Xrist: “(laughter) 10Fools! Fools! Fools! When will ye learn that me ye cannot slay? 11Year after year ye burn me in this void, lifting your silly shouts of triumph to the stars. 12But when again ye turn your feet toward the marketplace, am I not waiting for you, as of old? 13Fools! Fools! Fools! To dream ye conquer Xrist!”
14High Priest: “Nay, thou mocking spirit, it is not all a dream. 15We know thou waitest for us when this our Saturnian holiday unconvene, and we shall meet and fight thee as of old, and some of us prevail, and some of us thou shalt fold. 16But this too, we know: year after year, within this happy void, our gathering has banned thee for a space, and thy malevolence that would pursue us here has lost its power beneath these friendly trees and stars. 17So shall we burn thee once again this night and in the flames that eat thine effigy we’ll read this sign: Midwinter sets us free.”
18jesus Xrist: “So shall ye burn me once again! Ho, Ho, not with these flames which hither ye have brought. 19From regions where I reign! Ye sorcerers, witches, and fools! 20I spit upon your fire! (spitting)”
21High Priest: “O thou, great symbol of all immortal power, Black Dragon, we do beseech thee, grant us thy counsel!”
22Great Black Dragon: “No fire if it be kindled from the world where Xrist is nourished on the humans shall drive him from this void. 23One Black Flame alone must light this pyre, the Pure Eternal Flame that burns within the lamp of gathering upon the Altar of Na’ameh.”
24High Priest: “Great Black Dragon, we thank thee for thy adjuration. 25Well should we know our living flame of gathering can sear the grasping claws of Xrist, throttle his impious screams and send his cowering carcass from this void! 26Begone, detested Xrist, begone! 27Once more we banish thee!

CH3Let the all potent spirit of this lamp by its cleansing and ambient fire encircle the mystic scene. 2Hail gathering, begone Dull Xrist! 3Once again, Midwinter sets us free!”