Magna Pestilencia
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Eclipse stretched across the sky Shadow cloaks the divine light Eerie razorwinds cuts the air The life, no chance to be fair The light of birth and creation Muffled by ebony domination The shadow of the night Drenched the light The soil reeks of death Corpses scattered horrid mess Civilization reaches for redemption And all that is given is contamination One may ask for the light To know it is all a blight Shadows of wisdom linger There is no sight of the lightbringer Death to you all, children of the sacrilegious
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Self-loathe and destructive thoughts A lifetime of illusions that chaos brought Illwilled conjurations and sinister undertakings Will at last create alterations Conversion prayed for at shrines Belonging to creatures so malign Spoken words in sacrilegious tongues Burns like hellfire in my lungs Torment is all that is left Angst like the one i never met Horrific unbound creatures sweaping Spreading diseases while mans weaping Obliteration of my very being Gladly accepted on my knee Humanity has come to an end At last there are no more wills to be bent
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Blessings from above Results in prayers of blood Lashwhipping and selfharm Gods wisdom within the palm Preachers of fair devotion Spreading mere illusions Do as thou wilt And you shall get a prison built Absolution will be yours As long as you give the life of yours The promise of redemption Will catch your attention Power of such magnitude Will surely be worth the solitude Payment with blood of the dissidents Won't matter if they are indeed innocent Death worship concealed As bright warships Juggernaughts ramming the walls Ruins all that is left of the halls Surely this is not a chaos call Gods will matters afterall
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
This world is a curse A curse unto death A path to the other side int the fiery depths Fall into the vortex ultimate descending Maelstrom of chaos Harsh and unrelenting Roaring winds of genocide primordial forces tear cast in boiling oceans scorched by burning air The ultimate destruction when creation unwind Crawling in the ruins the last of our kind This world is a curse a curse unto death we shall be the hearse the pinnacle of death
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Basking in the glory of corrupted saints Monuments of greed absolution with distraints The travesty of the bible of the Father and the son manipulating prophets of the Tanach and the Quran And what sprang forth from immaculate conception was a grand doctrine of lies the ultimate deception For lost is the words from the Sanctus Dominus Like the blood that was spilled by the spear of Longinus They gave us nothing and promises were frauds just obsolete blessings from a slumbering god
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Mosscovered ivory tomb Is the view of my final doom What crawls within my wretched bones Are more than simple worms Darkness rises when silence dies Said a preacher from my former life Torment from the grave will arise Havoc from deeper planes, a blight A world drenched in fear and pain Washing tempest fates bane Fractures of life desolve With an unending resolve Hate and regret is all that is left When my final hour comes to end Disgust for what we have become We are mere insects to begone
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
All this suffering have paved the way For futility and pain Every road broken to the core No foundation to stand on anymore Hopelessness and dejection My sole affection My hatred burns to the cavernous deeps Calling forth sacrilegious creeps Dreams of desolation A being of pure perfection Horrid visions of wastelands Blighted corrupted holyland
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026
Spreading diseases originating from fleas Toxic infections followed by killing sprees Decomposing flesh and darkened skin Summoning apotacharies with a terrible grin Poisonous fluids and elixirs given To the victims of gods evil Pleasure through pain Is this truly the lights bane? Torturing headache and blood vomited Payments for sins commited Dwelling in desperation and grief Grants time to revalue the beliefs A dying wish for a quick death Some believing god is to be met While others welcome the darkest dephs Only knowing they are losing a bet Dread doctors emerges through the mist Beaked visages seen, not a bliss
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 17, 2026