Absence Spells Beyond... / Trapped in the Depths of Eve
Forging your spears with blood from our hearts, scorning not lust but derision Which mission in life shall die in my hands ? Strong are the stems of Nasturtium Calling the winds for a knowledge untaught, which passion shall never disturb thee ? Which mission in life shall die in my hands ? Strong are the stems of Nasturtium
Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 13, 2025
Falling towers were held by arms, but thus as weakness struck its seize, the jolts of peace were torn apart... (remember men to dwell with roofs) Building bridges to stand forever, there will be the ones who trail Floating low or sinking high, there will be the ones who trail. Redeem the pain that dwells in her, as the end of light beholds you. Release the hate which dwells within: the coronation of another slave.
Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 13, 2025
Eager to break through the next generations, we shall not bitterly fall. Requesting through vaults of heretic ignition, we shall forever be left. Soulside replenish, my foremost inherit, we shall not bitterly fall, reading the backlines by upmost literates, we shall forever be left. Behind our eyes we seek that grace divine... Behind our eyes we seek that grace divine... Wherein the seeds of void prevail. ABSENTIA these sintful chants of dawn now rise: (as) the forging of alliegances in towers now age. Thou victimized my soul astray... Since the spell was cast by her chaotic breath. ABSENTIA the ghosts of dawn retained this key as newborn illusions now age and die, rise and fall... I shall, redeem your life with the mighty seize, with my outstretched hand. With my time in a palm, yearns in the brightening light: come with me and feel this breath... Come with me and feel my dried out spirit... Spiritus in oblivio Spiritus in absentia
Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 13, 2025
4. Epitaph The wall on which the prophets wrote Is cracking at the seams. Upon the instruments if death The sunlight brightly gleams. When every man is torn apart With nightmares and with dreams, Will no one lay the laurel wreath As silence drowns the screams. Between the iron gates of fate, The seeds of time were sown, And watered by the deeds of those Who know and who are known; Knowledge is a deadly friend When no one sets the rules. The fate of all mankind I see Is in the hands of fools. Confusion will be my epitaph. As I crawl a cracked and broken path If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 13, 2025
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Victorious men of earth, come one again to proclaim how wide your empires are though you bind in every shore, and your triumphs reach as far... ...from where it's day to where it's dark. Devouring famine plaguesn and wars each able to undo mankind death servile emmissaries are nor to these alone confined... then he had them at his will. Victorious men of earth yet you proud monarchs must obey, and mingle with forgotten ashes when , death calls them to the crowd of common men, we shall become... Victorious men of earth More quaint and subtile ways to kill a smile or kiss, as he will use the art, the one that craving the foreseen shall have the skill to break a heart.
Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 13, 2025
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Marching over the mountain sides of Kiljaarn, searching for the elemental gods orb, the mystic object of the mighty power that will give its invencivility Silis-Godess of wind Asron-Master of earth Asthir-Godess of water Recom-Master of fire The mountain of elements stands before me. Earth, wind and water protect it from every man who dares climb its peak as for fate is at its top powers that the fou gods unite under the spell of the orb, ar the last hope; combining the powers of the four elements with the boldness of the orbposessor will be the weapon against the dark force
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 13, 2025
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Great force that you created on earth Fulfilled with your lightning hand... ...of eternal knowledge, pure seed of fertile birth Chained lies death at your side She who tried to end our deeds In vain she was proclaimed invict But from her dark ashes she'll raise her arm Giving her new triumphant deeds again Weak humanity, raise your fists Place your heads in eternal streams And be as the brightning fire To become immortal in its pyre Placious echoes at darkwoods you greet... ...silvering moon between my shadows While, melancholical river psalmodies Feed the sun's funeral pyre Oh sorrow, cruel fellowship Oh priestess in the vaults of death Oh sweet & bitter (in a breath) What whispers from thy lying lip? 'the stars'-she whispers-'blindly run' As a web is woven across the sky ...from out waste places... Murmurs from our dying sun ...as we cry ...from out waste places, we die...
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 18, 2026
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Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 18, 2026