Impenitent

Without the morass of corporeal death plucked my soul By avenging angel searing disdain Transfixed with incandescent wrath On wings torrential suspended over unmade chaos There caste into darkness to plunge the abyss of aeons Damned to its fastness descends my shade Rent by tempest To plummet through æther raw and sensate Regretfully I gaze upwards to heaven’s forbidding star Fallen from Benevolence Condemned to immortal torment within Hell’s dolorous keep Voluptuous forms of ravishing demons surmount me Toying and stroking their touch mesmeric Writhing and panting teasing every carnal desire Pressing their lust until urge consumes To dissolve in satisfaction Uninhibited pleasure Relentless eroticism bestowed unbidden Desire without context tires ethereal beauty Cataclysmic lechery of the eternal debauch Passion’s inexorable heat exhausts and ruins Sensuality stripped of longing identic with exquisite pain Prey to ineffable yearning of a higher destiny The yawning gate unguarded beckons me without Redemption ever offered to ascend upon consummation Of union with the Divine Mastered by sumptuous appetite I rather hesitate and fall back upon the godless thrall

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

There is no death There are no dead Despair descends over my consciousness Murdering its delusion Seeped in futility denying pain Never to reprise mortal naivety, unchained Indomitable fate confluent with free will The resistless struggle Disabused in its disaster to discover Life’s apogee is the embrace of death, of the self Liberated will beyond the bounds of flesh Sated of carnal wonder That hungered for experiences manipulating matter And considered itself without Pure abnegation quiets the mind’s chatter Dissolved into silence its prejudice forgotten Desire resolved in beatific ambivalence Of a body forsaken to the earth To savage and decompose A mere avatar The abandoned elaboration of my soul My life is energy That is neither created nor mortal My life is eternal There is no death There are no dead

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

Life is but a series of chemical reactions Elaborated until become self-propagating Its immediate improbability Rescued by the stability of intermediate forms Is sanctioned by incomprehensible distances of time We ought to abandon the prejudice That considers life other than a mundane example Of the indifferent physics of the universe The outcome remains certain Of patient titration Biochemical substrates Exposed to periodic ionisation Gleaned from primordial earth Infects too its nebulous haze Seeding the cosmos fecund An experimental method Condenses the potential of eons Obfuscating an irreducible truth Of life inevitable Disinterested and profane As one with inorganic processes Dissipating its birthing fire Life’s variegated scaffold Paints expectant tendrils Darkening my flask Heavy with musk of spoiling flesh Emerged from the alluvium Writhing limpid form Cursed with anima Born into grief Considers me a god Beyond the pity of created beings As without the lurking appetite of canopy’s twilight Upon the teeming menace of unfathomed depths I am measured and condemned mere human Burgeoned upon menace Redolent with the stench of unredeemed night Multiple appendages emerged to purpose resolve on its gelatinous bulk Supporting a cyclopean head Transfixed in doubtful reverence by the prismatic eye With psychic proboscides tasting my thoughts and glutting on the terror Its foetid excrescence emanates a nauseating pheromone of lust Pious to consume the creator and so attain divinity Not a god but the food of worms! Jealous demons emerge from chaos upon the material realm Repulsed by ceaseless ebullience Radiated in torrents from the creator God Infiltrate this their portal Massed against the Deiopause Clamouring with vengeful wrath Despair sharpened with expectation’s promise Discoverer of life I am become death Wading through seas of ichor Malevolent rage incarnate Possesses the void within all atoms Corrupts each moment before its realisation Extinguishes life, dissolves matter Usurps almighty God

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

The windowless rooms hoards shadows, a dark form materialises Resplendent against the background gloom I imagine it a fine lace curtain Pierced with pinpricks of sunlight from a flaw in the rear wall I run into it underestimating its girth It enshrouds me tepid, damp, cloying my skin Repulsive with a texture of flesh Darkness shimmers from the countenance of the dead Splashed muddily behind sightless eyes Fractal traces of ruptured blood vessels snake blue beneath a waxy complexion Horrified features lay forever fixed into scowling masks of terror Human trophies, random relics of dismembered anatomy Bear silent witness to murder Darkness overspills the insane mind, spawning carnage Enter the charnel house, parlour of desecration Tired and corrupted remains butchered into perverted forms Paint a portrait of evil, of madness radiated hotly within the slaughterhouse Cloying with the touch of cold flesh Its bilious taste of risen gorge Ear shattering silence sounds the dead’s screams Bodily shapes rent and distorted into unrecognised forms lay scattered I flee to the adjoined annex and there the scene is the same Blood and death fill every niche Corpses tortured beyond death, limbs dismembered The house looms about me A human abattoir with yet more ghoulish secrets awaiting discovery Darkness festers in comfort Amid emptiness harbouring unspeakable suffering Mutilation’s image overwhelms risen forwards to attack the senses Death itself stirs to predate Disembodied hands hooked as talons, stalking Darkness consumes

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

Existence is drudgery, a sentence of pain Sentience is a curse animate with grief I am like a slave who pants for the shadows I am the servant longing for rest Each day lingers interminably Every night, I endure without pause When I lie down, I long for morning When I get up, I yearn for evening All the day, I toss and turn Seized unawares from out of reverie My flesh crawls with maggots My skin splits and oozes Youth passed me in a moment Strength melted like morning’s mist If I long for sleep’s oblivion and lie down to ease my suffering Then you terrify me with visions Your nightmare chokes me with terror I wake gasping for breath Life is but a sigh A cloud dissipated by noon’s heat To dissolve into death Who am I to draw your ire? Your gaze fixed to betray my flaws? Examining every instance Condemning each failure Won’t you spare me time even to swallow my spit? Pitiless accuser, show yourself

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

Livid scars gouge pallid flesh Waxen features shimmer bloodless Gaping wounds gratify Reckless passion sated Languid desire succeeds quieted lust Tepid skin whispers unquenched ambition Tormenting, beguiling Seducing vengeful wrath Lured on death’s chill Vented life dissolved without The thing unto itself Inverts morbid fancy Cadaver, Nemesis, Eros incarnate Lifeless weight smothers Clouded vitreous sees Seared personality Murderous force enfeebled Cadaver, Nemesis, Eros incarnate Succumb to me “Kill yourself” Possess me “Kill yourself” Realize me “Kill yourself” Become me “Kill us both”

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

Silica rain squalls over the caravan Veiling the sun in premature night Drifted into forsaken lands peopled with heretics Jealous for our spoil Allah, preserve us! Phantoms materialized Mounted demons wreak carnage Venting bloody miasma poured in cries of the butchered Take courage, stand your ground to face mere bandits Ambushed through the storm on our blindness! Raised high the scimitar awaits condensing shadow Strikes its broadest girth to fell dead the marauder Resistless sortie besets and subdues The bitter milk insisted upon soporific silence Enter the verdant paradise perfumed as a virgin’s hair Where sinuous fountains murmur her mellifluous breath Skin pale like the gravid moon Her taut flesh a ripened fruit Ineffable sweetness, bitterly resolved Fallen to narcosis Paradise dreamt I am forfeit of heaven The old man of the mountain castes me out Upon the desolate plateau of scorched Elysian plane Fevered my body sickens Its pores exude regret racked with shuddering loss “By God’s will, your salvation is as his hand of wrath” Inexorable I stalk Baghdad's decadent seraglio Bereavement and shame foment consuming rage Surrendered to infinite will Quenched ambition unsated Fathomless anxiety trivialised Pitiless death unleashed A phantom’s guile resistless Divine justice abjures no abomination Its piety dreaded forever I am hashasheen, assassin

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

Behold my victim in throes of death His limbs stretched on suffocation Rain anoints his ragged flesh Staunching open wounds bled of grief A shrill of dread unnerves my soul Behold the face stilled to its lifeless mask Bruised rents traced across contorted features His lips part around grimacing despair Vomiting an utterance I cannot comprehend Shuddering movement ripples the skin Of life’s remnant regretfully surfaced There dissipated on the gloom Bone leers through shredded sinews Imperial garb of expiation’s king His torment over the body slumps pinned to its scaffold Opened arms directed earthwards embracing the grave Scalded in the dead man’s gaze murk momentary clears With eternal triumph glimmered behind his eyes Launched through darkness upon irresistible destruction Erstwhile trivialities lay betrayed Guilt and grief stripped of menace Subverted solitary instincts Discovering oceanic sympathy Encompassed with death to realise ineffable peace

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026