Infernuko Erreka
Let the rites begin, let the bells chime, let the unholy flame burn and touch the sky, let the weeps be heard as a chanting in the night, let the candles burn at both sides of the path, let the tears fall and be swallowed by the ground, let the conqueror worm devour the rot… Long journey of Death at the end of life, end of the path never to be found, sight lost at the darkness from beyond. All hope is stolen when the moon turns, gaze into the distance a blaze of unlight, the living find their way when the reaper swings the scythe, the left hand path guides straight to the unholy gates.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Jun 22, 2026
Trapped in a haunted land by the horrors of the past, tied to the earth in the afterlife, so much sorrow and pain infringed, so many times the torture will succeed itself. Scenes of the past caught by the pulse of evil to become once and again. Sounds of the killing, and screams of terror as echoes of a dead conscience, slashed and quartered, no memories left from life, only the pain and thirst for revenge remains, all the soul is lost, bits of a forgottene entity will stay, ravenous and insane to curse the living, trapped by hate, judged by the law of the insect. Spirits of the dead, ravenous and insane, haunted and cursed forever, there’s only one live so surrender...
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Jun 22, 2026
Buried in the depths of time remains the memory ot a terrible past. Underground beneath this dark waters a new land appears. Far beyond the eyes could reach, behold the water lands, where dark waters flow dragging the scum of the earth to the underground with the morbid rush of blood of one thousand deaths for a consuming impulse. A drip of purity falls into the hole of decay, not enough to cause dilution, tough to increase the mass of putrid gore. Raging dark waters, a massive concentration of purity removes the mud from beneath making the stench even stronger, soon too much to be hidden any longer beneath the earth, soon to flow free bringind death in a flood, ragind dark waters buried in the depths of time.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Jun 22, 2026
The left hand path opens before me in the search for the elder spirit, the overwhelming opression of death, the silent screams in the wind at twilight... It’s the call of sorrow, it’s the preface, every single step leads to the grave, into the mighty trap of time. Wheeping of the dead, cries of the living. Scars. Stear deep into the eyes of the dead, mesmerizing silence...Invocations to the black goat, death arrives and so does he; eyes of fire, cloven hoof, shadow of the black goat, shape of the bloody horns, thunder in the forest...
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Jun 22, 2026
Black witches riding through the damned woods, land of the fallen, the old wizard is awaiting for the bestial summoning, altar of sacrifice, monument of torture, the howling of the beast freezes the blood of the living, agonic screams and pleasure sighs, a summoning of the wicked, man and beast as servants of the dark side, black mass, invocating the goat, black mass, the gates of Hell open wide, black mass, satanic ritual, black mass, altar of sacrifice, black mass drinking the blood, 666, blasphemous sexual aberration, orgy of blood and gore in the name of Satan, burning the fiend, flames of revenge, altar of sacrifice, the witches coven, hail the black goat of the unholy left hand path, the haunt of the wicked, satan reaper of the rotten souls.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Jun 22, 2026
Frozen winds, dying light, cemetery gates open Wide, fallen tombstones, it’s cold, it’s dark, black night gets close now, it’s twilight, the sun is fading. Worms and rot, broken tomb, the soil is damp, opressing the bodies of the dead. In the eyes of the fallen ones hides the mask of death, fate ends at the cemetery. The legacy of Satan is the gift of life... Raise from the rotten! Beyond the realms of death, raise upon the maggots! Macabre birth from the soil. Raise the dead!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Jun 22, 2026