The Mirror of Deliverance

Rays shine down on me... Let your graceful hands Heal these broken bones With thy voice, heavenly. Before me is a mirror door Into a crystal paradise. Death of the sin I bore So the man can met is demise. I take a step And a last deep breath To cross my damnation Into an everlast redemption. Thou hast called me unto your arms Phoenix & dragon A pearl of heavens. Let your dying hands Crumble what is left inside Shining but still not complete. I shed the skin of defeat: Avow with my eyes closed & lips of silver close to me. Sever the blindfold Oh worshipfull master In this temple of Solomon I vow silence And commited obedience to the True Will. Still the world is black Still night comes back On the other side of the gateway Where spirit gives way to clay.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

São sombras que se escrevem sobre veludo De uma noite de memória e contemplação São sangue e lágrimas; o conteúdo Das causalidades da paixão. O meu caminho dança em negrume, em tinta cáustica do passado E o meu coração arde em lume que é chama do meu Fado. São vultos que recobrem o abismo onde durmo em penitência. São reflexos de um exorcismo que desmente a existência. E se as vozes se calarem, numa qualquer noite de melancolia, É tempo de se lembrarem Da violência que me silencia. Pois no Silêncio sou rei, Uma tragédia vulgar Que se perde num mundo sem lei Em que verdadeiramente não sei estar. E são vultos que se perdem dentro de mim E são vozes lascivas sobre cetim. São vícios & desejos por Atenas São chacais, víboras & hienas. Estas vozes que não se calam... Estas vozes que não se escrevem... Estas vozes que preenchem... A timidez do perfume que exalam... Calem a tempestade & Confusão Deixem a Lua banhar o meu coração Com o seu brilho pálido de Saudade Que destrói os vultos da Vaidade.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

God take me now Hide my soul from the Shadow But don´t leave her body laid on dirt. Don´t leave her name to be unheard. "As I become an abyss & A temple for the weak and frail, Lift me, Babylon & Holy Grail To begin a new Genesis." “Thou hast called me, oh accursed and beloved fool My joy is the joy of eternity, and my laughter is the drunken laughter of a harlot in the house of ecstasy.” ("Scream my name To fill me with life") Oh, and something grotesk is looking through the glass... Something old trying to pass The man has become... The sleeper as awaken From the surface of imperfection. "Come. I´ll show you the anatomy of my skin All the deep silence that crawls within From the lust that was left to die. The Morningstar brilliantly silent Above a lost Titan´s cry..." This Beast of venomous Brilliance - A spear of light from the tomb of Christ - Comes forth in all it´s might As I look into the Mirror of Deliverance. Une nouvelle decadence Cadence des rythmes du Soleil. "Shy away Don´t turn your face to me Go and shy away Rebuild yourself from the ashes" Rise between the mountains Rise between ego & soul Temper my flesh with your taste, Seven vessels for me to waiste Time is ticking away Into a kingdom of dismay Can you dig enough into the blood That lays in your godless hands? Silence! The gates are closed. The gates are trembling Under the vibration of our voices. Let my flesh become Stone A temple white as bone I open the gates of East, South, West & North I open this world to thee, Babylon My body, an eschaton A watchtower of lust

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Rotten & scarlet death At night when I go to see him White hair of cinnamon smell on dusty chambers of ancient lore Locked behind Death´s door. The venom in his scream fills my song As the voice fades away The Sun sets on our hearts. Deep down in victorian fire I still play lost tales on his lyre. So lift your wine and tear Lit the candle of despair Doomed to wander forever deep On woods where ghouls never sleep. May you lay a bottle of green death at the stone of his grave, so the flowers of evil may blossom From our graven pain at winter. I´d be the patron of lyre and solitude on his castle of gravel. I´d be the Queen of Silence, forever a necrologic navel. May you come every year, Traveler from a pure & enchanted land, With Cognac and flowers on your hand to lay a black lotus on our eyes As my heart gently dies I´ll dry my flesh on October leaves Beg seven coins for the boat of ghosts; Travel in dreams & song into his decay As I rot myself day by day. Let me fade into this soil Deep into my King´s arms Let me toil the dirt & disperse the shards of my existence.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

A Sun and a Moon Circle around eternally still Secrets to bloom Love under Wil It´s pain, doubt, fear and hope up the gallows, tight the rope Let the past fade into lead The alchemical canvas of the dead. Turn into yourself and Whisper into yourself Deny all what was All what you expected it to be and sink deeper into extasy Into Kaos & Babalon To rediscover unity (Join me in the stars These verses are not for the blind) Medusa´s night is over The wound of her bite The taste of a lover. Now your heart is stone A wonder of light; from flesh and bone into divinity´s sight. See my beloved Our marriage is done; Complete is the triangle And Euclides son

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025