The Mask
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Everything covers the darkness And sticky fear i hear Rustles of the steps From all the sides Above the sculptured of gods Nimbus out of crows Halreal peace to become dirty In loneless Again suffering my friend I’ll tell you abaut it Lord of lie sends his devoted Dogs on the land On which Blind belief Seired peoples And their maind Master of wars Throws on the land His flery servants Develop on it Henocid Do you hear me My friend? This green planet Soon will be dead Again suffering Of blind slaves The death of their chiefes And their states Their blind belief Gave birth the wars And Henocid On the planet When humanity will die The nature will take Everything again To it self This is sufferihg my friend This is the pain of dull peoples This is the nature destroy the weaks To be alive it self
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 21, 2026
The planet is on the verge of dying out Humanity is floundering helplessly in agony of it’s mind The buttle will come in which everybody will die Gather Satyrs and Tsars Of the earth Oppressed plebeians an childrens Of Azael All the creatures of the earth and the servants lord The war will come in which the planet Will be destroyed Wake up from the deep sleeps All thirsting the revenge Stand up the Hypocrites and liers Gather in the peace which name Is Ar-ma-ged’don The time is passing through centuries Everything is cover with dark shroud And black fog The earth is in the darkness In loneless
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 21, 2026
You are persistently continueing to go On the sick and moaning earth Hatred is exuding from The aching sores-smother it Charging air of wilderness of sorrow Is pressing bending down the head To the dry crack clay “Bow down lower” From the clets in the earth Smoke is exuding The death is smiling sarcastically And continuing to go-this is your world Smoke is coling in continuous stairs Losing in grey sky endlessly How long are you going to go? You cannot know Punget smell penetrating in the brain Is covering the consciousness softly You are going up slowly In the very centre of sorrowful earth Every step is senseless Unconscious, uncontrolled Every step-more pain More suffering, but humbleness Coil by Coil Death is smiling early Catching by hot smoke Of own humbleness You continuing to go...
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 21, 2026
The delight of pain stays forever The delight of pain and self-extermination I see as the blooding Sun is going away And the Sun-scorched trees of the old forest The tops of which are spreading the wasting In the deep silence of inaccassible woods Inaccassible woods I feel the song of the dark night Which the cry of wild birds is cutting I am the prince of dark thick forest I am the lord of the dark night The dark forest is the feeling of inexplicable fear The pleasure of which is the pleasant pain I am the master of fear I am the prince of the dark thick forest Of all animals and birds living in them I am the lord of the dark night And the black mystery I am the keeper of the spirits And ancient historys I am the lord of the dark old forest
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 21, 2026
The red death is devostating The country for already many years The blood was it’s the arms of flag And seal-crimson of the blood! But the prince was previously gay The fear didn’t steal his heart The mind didn’t lose sharpness The pain didn’t draw no one step When his owness became without people He called to himself thousands of serrents And together with them tightly closed In his strengthing castle On the fifth day of his life in the castle He gathered all of them on the masquerade It was real bacchanalia Everybody was singing and dancing The red death The red death capture of the earth The red death The red death. The mask of red death In the mindnight when the clock has rung A new mask appered on the masquerade The guest was meagre and maffled in the shroud The streaks of the corpse were on it’s fase No nobody has already doubted That its the red death One after another the people were falling In the halls splashed by the blood All proples perished in thise poses In which the death had overtocken them Darkness, Destruction and Eternal Silence Fell silensl’y above all this
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 21, 2026
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