What a God Could Be
Lilith affixes her gaze Upon all of her children They are so beautiful So beautiful in their sin All the rot inside That you try to hide What you keep within It has always been All the shame you bare Through a broken stare Never quite felt fair Never quite felt fair Lilith affixes her gaze Upon all of her children They are so beautiful So beautiful in their sin Can't help that you're sick But maybe you're not unwell Cast off your guilt Try not to dwell Lilith affixes her gaze Upon all of her children They are so beautiful So beautiful in their sin You can't hide away in the light If the darkness, comes from inside Evil is your nature All your lies and hatred You don't need saving Dunk your head in blackness And be baptized in your wickedness Accept in yourself There was never any innocence Lilith calls to her children So their lives can begin Go forth anew And be beautiful in sin
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 21, 2026
Under clear skies, in the moonlight, the fae awaken Shadows whisper, incantations, from my peripherals Through the forest, as the creatures, move and shift around me All my senses, become frenzied, in a state of ecstasy I become enchanted The forest comes to life Spirits take to dancing Dancing at my side Shadow figure, stood before me, and I hardly noticed Hardly noticed, as a portal, was conjured before me Mind entranced gateway opened Voices beckon over me Stepping into the unknowing Leave behind the world of mortals It's getting darker, and darker from here on out So many cosmic horrors, in this universe So many things I was never meant to know, yet I know them now It's getting darker, and darker from here on out Too many incomprehensible dimensions, I've lost count Too many things beyond mortal sense of hope and doubt come the morning, in the forest, there's no trace of magic There's no gateway, there's no figures, like it never happened friend's and family search, they don't find me they think I'm dead or hiding Swept away into darkness Time eternal, onward grinding It's getting darker, and darker from here on out So many cosmic horrors, in this universe to So many things I was never meant to know, yet I know them now
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 21, 2026
When we find holes in ourselves We fill them with bullshit Drawing patterns from coincidence Seeking meaning where there is none Questions far too, large to answer Fall victim to, mental cancer We compress the world so we understand Make up answers when we need something to grasp Living life with invented purpose abstract emptiness under the surface Living with invented purpose Drown silence out with songs and a service Living in a self indulgent fantasy is so sweet Everything in its place orderly and neat This self deceit numbs away reality The blind find themselves grateful they can’t see A tragedy indeed so many hearts in need Inventing purposes for every little thing When you lie on your death bed Do you think you'll feel rested Will the mind wander back to darkness Will reflection spiral thoughts of madness Living with by invented purpose abstract emptiness under the surface Living life with invented purpose Drown silence out with songs and a service Inventing a purpose Inventing a purpose Inventing a purpose Inventing a purpose What's under the surface What's under the surface What's under the surface What's under the surface The fear that keeps us up bandaged with our reasons All the reasons in the world won't stop changing seasons An act of treason to let your mind become so weakened Try not to lose yourself in a desperate search for meaning
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 21, 2026
When my day is dawning It will establish new reign Dissolving all authority Your loss shall always be my gain Burn their villages Slaughter the innocent Make them wish they were never born Torture their masses Pain in practice Make them wish they were never born I hear the lamentation of the women burning homes illuminate the massacre Cries of horror play a symphony Blood shall stain these grounds forevermore I hear the lamentations of the women my cup runneth over with all I've taken I come to crush my enemies drive the cowards from the places they call home Taking their riches Forcing submission Gold is heaped in disgusting abundance Beheading and killing Mass graves are filling Strip the lands until there's nothing Sometimes I wonder How things would have been Then I throw my head back and laugh As I ask myself what's best in life There's no need for mercy Where my path is taking me There's no need for friendship No need for anything I hear the lamentation of the women burning homes illuminate the massacre Cries of horror play a symphony Blood shall stain these grounds forevermore I hear the lamentations of their women my cup runneth over with all I've taken I've come to crush my enemies drive the cowards from the places they call home When I've had my day The world will know it came and gone When I've had my day I'll enjoy it from a throne
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 21, 2026
The masses wait not for a leader but for more Someone to obey something to adore Stick the needle in give them their reward They're all just aimless hordes waiting on an overlord I'll show you not what a god is But what a god could be And what that means for you Is that your god is me Building a covenant from scraps of human shreds They have everything they need an altar and a bed Surrender thoughts to me all that they once had The flock shall have its peace of mind there's a price to pay I'll show you not what a god is But what a god could be Something to worship Something to praise Something to take all the pain away Something to confuse you Something to overtake you Replace you erase you Expend and then forsake you While these things may be true many still serve the few A need for surrender A search for a meaning For if you need to follow I'm always here to lead Many a sheep have bled That the shepherd may be fed Many a sheep have bled That the shepherd may be fed I'll show you not what a god is But what a god could be And what that means for you Is that your god is me
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 21, 2026