From Forgotten Worlds
Great Portals Open! From where old walls have guarded in slumber, and where statues, older yet, have watched with dreary eye and heavy mind, the eroding barriers Old rumour Of forgotten gates And vorticies And the harrowing whisper of something else Brazen deities ascend to the spires zenith Thy illuminated procession Storming visions sanctioned from the prisms depths Walk the Ley-Lines and embrace the horror (whore) Of the revelation(s): THEY HAVE BROKEN THROUGH (solo: Ouzounov) The prophetic omens howled from the amalgams orifices seethe and close Bleed and ring true Realized, they shatter our fragile shell Decades waning beneath a thousand-faced moon "Madness rides the star-wind. Claws and teeth sharpened on centuries of corpses. Dripping death astride a bacchanale of bats from nigh-black ruins of buried temples of Belial." (solo: Montesi) And I heard the vociferation out of their temple saying to the thousand angels (angles): "Go your ways and empty the vials of the wrath of God(s) upon the earth." When 7 are broken, 1000 shall be born SHATTER SINAI Dawn the impossible- a million favoured trumpets resound And on high whispered "Rejoice in the end of existence) Spawn the impossible from the tars of pre-creation and splinter the faiths of man BEELZEBUB ZEBUBBAEL ZIONBABEL THEY AWAKEN And in their awakening they shatter mans delusions of Gods and devils, the lies of science and the tenderness of conscious thought There will be no gnosis in death, nor ascension of any sort, only formless voices FROM THE VEILED THRONES
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Cephalopodique and antiquated Old mossy, tricephalic one What is the curve of the pseudopodia And the ceremonious opening of the maw If not a most clear path to skin oneself? Hailing to thee, God Moil in bastard lineage Venerate obsidian idol Casting names to the shadows... A head adorned with sigils A face blessed by Staphylococcus Razor whipped never ending nerve endings endless careless caress Vestments of Saturnal encolourment- TITAN Vestibule of the sternum temple- MIMAS ZOTH OMMOG- pristine progenitor- primarch The waking dawn comes far too early Summoning and beckoning by ways primeval Their parchment burning, sigils ensouled BECOME ONE WITH THEIR GOD DEVOUR- The Degenerate Devout WITHER by the wrath of the waxing moon WRATHFUL- Divinities ascendant Hastur departs...
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Tolling bells and olibanum fill the air around the altar As the beck and call of madmen resonates in flawless diction Seething seed in flaming column Verdegris calmness, tempestuous death Pestilent essence of nitrous doctrine Doric divinity of sickness alight SLAVES... Beneath cold sepulchres, an impossible brood has converged in the sign of the verdant; as old tombs quake and old stone angels weep, foreseeing the great harvest... Mocking charnel feeders rejoice as lepers dance beneath a sky of ash Congregated dead arisen in phosphoric rebirth with disemboweling wrath (Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla Iudicandus homo reus Huic ergo parce, Deus) Before TULSZCHA Deaths solemnity Beneath GROTH The cadaveric reprise Venerating AZATHOTH The sigils of unlife are glowing Worshipping YOG-SOTHOTH They devour the living life
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
I have graced as drifting dust From aeons past blackness I am a tongue of YOG-SOTHOTH I speak in spheres Beyond dimensions of time Future upholds my slumber I speak in spheres and am made king of snakes And they bow before my calls When stars speak to lullabies of the sky Dregs of sanity Oh, great ocean, I enter into thee A birth of hunger came Desire, truth and soul But how can we see if knowledge cannot disbelieve The sky is silent The stars are gone We turn our eyes to disbelieve
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Conspirator! Arbitrator of the dissolving portals Sacrosanct oblivion manifest the sheer exterminating brilliance Total temporal collapse Space-time, exonerate us not Penetrate the womb of the cascade through aeons Idols of dead and dying divinities lapsing in and out of actuality Ruinous crucible Ring of parallel matrix's Negate genesis Overwhelm consciousness Weave conspiracy into history Verbum dimissum custodiat arcanum The impossible magnitude A sheer scope measureless to man Death prayer and violence Resonating in the halls of All Times Temple(s) Inviolable Omen Synapse Sacred amorphous artefact Total temporal collapse Harbinger of cycles end You will weep in thunderous moaning of calamities conclusion: Those of women born Those of matter-formed Shall look skyward and know undivine scorn The stiffening cadaver of the dodecafaceted one Cave... cave... visus... This talisman glows like the altar body in unction Anointed flesh awaiting blazing sigils Pleas will manifest: liturgical, architectural and in the scribe's hand The plunging knife that sinks so deep...
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Lamentations of the aeons end (mark of the chosen) Signal the birth of the opening eye (the sigil, enfleshed) As the spewing hordes of the uncreated credo (those who are not) Assail the sky (and earth, above and below) from the millennial vault The sunken temples of the old Lords once again make home to zygote of cabal There will then be blood (sanguine symbiotic) on eyes of the milfaceted ones... Spear of Gods... Celestial Azag... Call forth Divinities In sacrament, pray Blessed tempest of plague EVOKING THE MAGICK OF DEATH... HASTYLK... By the oratory formulae, (The sacrament rotting) that defies the faiths of man, (we call the culling) storms of blessed disease (to spill the chalice) on the altar of genocide waxing and libate Luna unto vicious Azathoth.. Two fold: divine Marvellous helix of murder Sigils of mankind’s death... Extinguish the flame... From the altars of the Old Gods (the temples forgot) we invoke the thousandfold name of the night The blessed visions of the opening gates (the planet’s behest) shall usher up from under the mires of time The legions of the dreaming dead (the divine and devout) called back from Nadir’s in blood The mantra then shall be to cut their tongues and make them speak; to gauge their eyes to make them see (and slit their throats so they may breath!)
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
This too shall surely pass Old antiquation rejuvenated For as days dawn and fade Omniscience waxes nigh ignorant of their fate: To sleep without waking Vision-tongued, the lexicon was etched to my mind of an ethereal voice The slow sleep of poisonous madness Desperate million-fold lament blinds the ears, deafens the eyes The truth that must not not be... THE GREAT SEAL HAS BEEN BROKEN STORMING WRATH OF SEETHING CHAOS REIGNS Bequeathed nothing of man's passing, the cycle shall begin AGAIN Aeonic churn... Shatter the barriers and splinter sigils seals of time Scour millennial vaults Purge the eyes of the heresy bereft of thought Shatter the barriers with the malaligned paradox YITHIAN GENESIS The tongues that cry out, to cut their eyes out TEMPOREAL HOLOCAUST Visions of Yaddith envisioning Yuggoth The minions of Hali calling out the Leng Envisioning Haddat... oh... Sommelier to the Old Ones Deipnosophistae The open portal to worlds forgotten... Their age comes upon thee Disembodied soul dismembered to extol the essence of the call SHELTERED FROM THE CATACLYSM Age of the Old Ones... ARISE! (solo: Montesi) I awoke bleeding The slow sleep of madness nestled in my tonsils I avert the calamity is six swift steps and taste the wines From the vine of Heresy THE GREAT PRIESTESS HAS BEEN POISONED SEAL THE GATE OF BLASPHEMIES AGAINST TIME Bequeathed nothing of man's passing The cycle must begin again Embrace the truth... DIE!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Condemn their spirits to imprisonment Signal the enslavement of the weak Aspersorium hemorrhaging In their harrowing of lies, the traitor is in their midst- but they are unaware- the endless diaspora is upon them: To the folk of Pontus, and those of Galatia To the Cappadocians, Asians and Bathyians To the weeping masses, all who seek salvation- Condemned to the trials of the Nine Hells Sword- blade of persecution Tongues- Cut in mass confusion Fire- Solvent and solution immolate the disillusioned Prayer- to the all destroyer Sounder- of the seven trumpets Gospel of the Arch-Heretic Nocturnal vigil Most giving sacrifice Enter in to the arena of the averse one Adversary, the Devil, as a roaring lion walketh about Seeking one he may devour Prey begins to pray- perfection imminence Ensigil the vow of the worthless Adorn with feces and seek the condemnation of the flames As Death's cult crushes death cult and the usurper of the thorny brow, would not the modern manifestation of this heresy be the hypodermic? Descend to the bringer of iron light NYARLATHOTEP MASTER
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026