Contra Hominem
I STARE AT THE VOID, SOUL FORLONE. I STARE THROUGH YOUR EYES, YOU ABOUT TO DIE. A FAR STAR DEADLY AS SIN, SO BRUISED, SO DISGUSTED, ELUSIVE AND AVOIDED. A FORGOTTEN WEAPON, READY TO ROAR. ANTIUOMO! A FORGOTTEN WEAPON, SETS TO BURN ALL BE AWARE ABOUT THIS PERILOUS HAZE, SPREADS AROUND MY DESOLATION. THIS QUIET MEANS DEATH, THE FLOWERS IN THIS GARDEN GROWS FOR WHO IS GONE.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
DESPITE YOUR PREVENTION I WILL EXIST, DESPITE YOUR RESTRICTIONS I WILL SPREAD, FOR EVERY TIME YOU WILL CRY FOR SOMEONE HAS BEEN LOST, I WILL STAND SILENT IN THE BACKGROUND WITH AN EVIL SMILEY GRIN. BESIDES YOUR PRAYER TO WASH ME OFF, KEEP IN MIND! YOU ARE MY HOUSE, YOU'RE MY PRAY. I AM THE STRIKING JUDGEMENT, I AM THE SLEEPING GIANT, I AM THE RESTLESS, I AM THE WILDNESS. WHATEVER AFFLICTION I CAUSE ON YOU, WHATEVER THE DAMAGE IS, REMEMBER, I AM THE SEED OF LIFE, THE WHISPERING VOICE OF EVOLUTION, THE SHARP REAPER BLADE OF DEATH. I MEAN JUST DEATH!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
EVERYNIGHT THE MOON RISES, AND THE BODY GETS HEAVIER, THE ENGRAVED RUT IS SETTING AN EVIL PATH ON THE GROUND. WHAT IS LEFT BEHIND MY STEP IS AN ENDLESS TRENCH. TOMORROW DREAM WILL ERASE YOUR BELIEF, A CATATONIC PALE FACE. WALKING THROUGH THE EPHEMERAL LIFELESS, AS THE SHADE I HAVE BECOME, I WILL MURMUR AT YOUR EAR: ''WOULD YOU IMMOLATE FOR ME? WILL YOU CURSE MY EXISTENCE THEN?''
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
A LACK OF EVERYTHING HERE, A KNIFE READY TO BE USED. CROSSED GODS, SYMBOLS OF HATE! THE PERFECT SCIENCE WHICH ASKS FOR BLOOD. '' ARE YOU READY? YES, I AM READY! YOU TOLD ME I WAS BORN FOR THIS TASK, I WILL UNHOLD MY BREAKS, I WILL UNLEASH MY FRUSTRATIONS ON THEM THEY DON'T DESERVE ANY SORT OF KINDNESS, THEY DON'T DESERVE ANY PITY! NAMELESS WILL BE THE TOMB SLAB, FILLED WITH TENTHOUSAND HEARTS. NO ONE KNOWS, NO ONE WILL. I WILL ACT IF YOU WISH, THEY WILL FALL CAUSE YOU ASKED. I KNOW MY FATE''
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
CURSED MY TIME, BOILING THE REVENGE, STAINED GRIN IN TIME. BLOOD SPILLS OUT FROM THE EYES, WHILE MY CALM GETS DISTURBED. APPROACHING MY SANCTUARY, A VISION OF MY ROTTEN FLESH THAT RESTS IN TORTURED NIGHTMARES
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
A GRIM SHADE SHAPED INTO THE DARK NIGHT IT DRAGS ITSELF DOWN AN ENDLESS STAIR. THE SHOVEL STANDS MAJESTIC AS AN OBELISK WHILE THE FLAME KISSES ITS POINT.. THE SERPENT COILS TIGHTLY ALONG. ''WHAT A COZY PLACE TO DIE!'' LONGING FOR THE END, SEEKING FOR THE TRUTH. DIED WITH THE FROWNING EYES, LAUGHING IN THE NIGHT. THE FOOL MAN SHINES AS THE FIRST MORNING STAR RISES.. BEFORE HE VANISH INTO THE MIST, BEFORE HE VANISH FOREVER.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026