A friend of mine sent this to me, and I just fell in love instantly. It’s just brilliant.
“To Hell with their father, hiding in heaven
I spit on every letter of his name.
His Kingdom is ashes.
His will is bile,
as it rises in my throat.
I have worked in the fields to earn my bread,
and need no forgiveness, but from him that I’ve wronged.
And to hell with him that wronged me.
I’ll take all my temptation,
And judge my own what’s Evil.
For this is the kingdom of the Old-Horn,
And the Goatfoot, and the One-eyed,
forever, and ever.
Apparently, according to the fellow who posted it on TraditionalWitchcraft.Net, it was screamed by an Irish practitioner before he started his ritual. More of that turning away from what is considered the “norm”. A way to call up that darker aspect of that Old Goat Fellow.