Apocryphal Tales (Demo 1993)
Yes... I feel it, the power... fills me. Yes, I feel the universe within me! I am... I am a part of the cosmos! The power flows... Flows through me! Of what consequence are you now? This planet, these people. They are nothing to me! The universe is power! Real, unstoppable power! And I am that force! I am that power! Kneel before your master! Fool! You are no longer my equal! I am more than man! More than life! I... am... a... GOD! Now. You... will... kneel!
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 23, 2025
All (raven-tressed, dew-glistening) witches fly to me... I have torn the veil of dreams, The touch of sweet (blood-red) lips on my blade, My heart is held in icy thrall, The horned moon, she calls to me The Topaz Throne is beckoning, The jewelled sword awaits my grasp, The dreaming gods (Uu-Zheh-Khuxia) grimly brood, In the silence of Atlantean spires. The raging sky is thick with chaos-fiends, Hovering viscid and black before my eyes, The ersatz crust of eternity falls away O' lords of the utter dark arise! All (raven-tressed, dew-glistening) witches fly to me... Witch of heather, moor and sea, Come lie with me as twilight falls, Grant me the black Elven sword And the draught of immortality, The scent of night about your flesh, Enfold me in this mist of lace, Your (moistened) lips grow red by candlelight, My beloved is raven-tressed. The raging sky is thick with chaos-fiends, Hovering viscid and black before my eyes, The ersatz crust of eternity falls away O' lords of the utter dark arise! And now the blossoms fade, Lost within your dark eyes... The sweetest tears I taste, The ichor of your (envenomed) kisses. Weave thy dark spells, 'Neath the bright (autumnal) moon, Witch-fire is forever glimmering through Sunken and silent marble halls....
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 23, 2025
Steel has drawn forth carnal blood, trickling onto carved bone, Beyond the witch-song, darkly sweet, I hear the scrape of hooves on stone. I hold aloft the candle black, a single flame, writhing smoke, And unleash the dark-tressed succubus to drain me of my seed. The pungent odour of engorged flesh, Limbs strewn (and entwined) over moonlit stone, Embraced by delerium, witches' balms (and ichors) anoint me... The enthralling scent of black lotus rises to the night-dark sky I hear the High Ones murmuring in long dead tongues, (Such forbidden) and ancient spells, Then there is the gleam of blackened steel in the flickering firelight, And I embrace the (opiate) balm of sublime forgetfulness... By the blaze of the fire jewels! Warriors rise! (I command thee!) The black sword (Angsaar's bane), drink deep, blood-oath! Supine shapes dancing in the mist, The (serpent-tongued) priestess bares her pale flesh, Shadows crawl to the sundered stones, The horned liege exults in rapture. Steel has drawn the blood of life, (Anointing the altar of) Yindiz-Toh, carved bone, Beyond the witch-song, darkly sweet, I hear the scrape of hooves on stone. I hold aloft the candle black, a single flame, writhing smoke, And unleash the dark-tressed succubus to drain me of my seed. By the blaze of the fire jewels! Battle-spells empower me!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 23, 2025
Hearken to the whispers, the sloth of hopelessness, Pierced by night-dark arrows, embrace the succubus, Weakened cords are yielding, the half-glimpsed shape is free, Come ye pale moon's children, rend the blackened veil. Night-shrouded blackened avatar, writhing lambent squamous mass, Clinging supine blackness, this shadow on the mist. Labyrinthine darkness, viewed through the mist of tears, Moon-frost upon my tongue, stagnate in chasmed fears, Snares are laid now for me, with blossoms crushed in heaps, The voice entwines and crackles in the whistling mane of wind. Night-shrouded blackened avatar, writhing lambent squamous mass, Clinging supine blackness, this shadow on the mist. The spurn of golden gateways, shackled to dank thoughts, Adorned in glooming robes, the lord of fevered dreams, Sibilant whispers ride the wings of plague-born shades, See the viper in the blossoms, envenomed tapestry of graves. A shadow on the mist......
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025
"Forever!"
THE ASPIRANT: Praise the Crystalline Oracle! I am blessed with enlightenment! Hark, Ancient Ones! Hear me in your ebon vaults beneath the earth, in your hoary tombs beneath the waves! Hear me in your deathless slumber! Hearken! Soon, that slumber shall cease, and you shall rise, rise as avenging avatars! Your victory shall be absolute, and a new era of human obeisance shall dawn! The universe awaits your glorious resurrection! Purge the world! Cleanse all creation with your purity! Praise the crawling chaos! The time has come! Reveal the sinistrous power of the Six Keys! THE HIEROPHANT: As the twilight fades, so night casts its black mantle upon the world. The road into darkness is long, and its route perilous. Who amongst us has fortitude enough to take the first steps towards enlightenment? Who amongst us dares tread the darkling path to the deep halls, to be reborn and remade? You will yet discover what I have always known... you will yet witness that which I have seen. The claws of the blessed and the damned reach far.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025