Initium Mors
Peering out, beyond the mist Unable to see, following festering stench Sleepwalking, a zombie like state Feeling their presence, residing beneath the decay Digging through, the filth and the slime Combing for bones, the essence of the divine Slithering, among the deceased The longing immense, the calm before the feast Drilling in, draining the sludge Gargling ooze, bubbling thickening blood Indulging, savor the taste Never fulfilled, erupting euphoric embrace Dead Collecting remains of the Dead Collecting Dead Collecting remains of the Dead Collecting Flowing fluids Oh Selection of choice organs Consume my sense of Of taste and smell There’s nothing more satisfying than the aroma of rotting splendor Injection of the exhumed Coagulating and viscous treats concealed In tombs of the forgotten limbs prepped and awaiting To be pealed Single servings of pure organic death Single servings of pure organic death
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
My being so swift and cunning Silently stalking my victims I crouch down and lock in And prepare to extinguish It seems that eradication is the only solution Sure it might be coldhearted I’m simply doing what others wish they could From a balcony, I see the sickness Spreading throughout the land The glare on my sight, so blinding Hold tight, squeeze on command No more can I bear it The stench has become far too great Time for some purge time for some kill The time has come to annihilate By lead or steel No pause to beg and there’s no time to knell One shot one kill No hesitation, there’s blood to be spilled Sent back to hell One last salute and a final farewell Darkness sustained Shrouded in blood only carnage remains Carnage remains By lead or steel No pause to beg and there’s no time to knell One shot one kill No hesitation, there’s blood to be spilled Sent back to hell One last salute and a final farewell Darkness sustained Shrouded in blood only carnage remains Never to be seen again
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
An awakening, a blade runner of sorts Naturally barbaric in nature It’s the dawning of the damned and the time has come for me to begin For the tears will never cease to stop And the steel remains wet And never dries The torches are lit, illuminating the Interments of high precision and accuracy Sharpening to perfecting, the cutting-edge gleams As I prepare to deliver what’s deserved upon thee Oh, the tools of the trade Oh, the tools of the trade Skull crushing satisfaction Tidal waves of death Left in my wake Skull crushing satisfaction Tidal waves of death Left in my wake Riveting and riveting Sedated and amputated Riveting and riveting Sedated and amputated I feel their bones crush under my weight Pupils wide and fully dilated Frozen in fear, bound, gagged and braced Blood fills the lungs, the desperate urge to Breathe, swiftly Has been taken away The only thing left, now is pain I feel no sympathy for I am soulless Opened and slayed The tools of the trade Running the blade A cutting crusade Opened and slayed The tools of the trade Running the blade The blood will stain Awaiting impalement Suffering forsaken Torture Awaiting impalement Suffering forsaken Awaiting impalement Suffering forsaken Torture Awaiting impalement Suffering forsaken Open and slayed Tools of the trade Running the blade Tools of the trade
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Death’s cold breath Winds blowing through lifeless trees Death’s cold breath The only thing left remaining in me I am of the deceased The last of a dying breed Rising high, above the landscape Where vultures descend to feast A monument stands, in the distance Casting shadows of death and deceit High upon the stones of the ancients The corpses lay in merciless heat As the flesh flows, seeping down the cracks To fulfill, the cycles complete Rise As I rise from the grave as darkness calls to me Death In death I am enslaved, forever rotting An endless Ever flowing Necropolis A cleansing so pure yet so necessary To restart, reform and replenish Down here is where we now all dwell Dancing in the looming darkness Hands grasped tight, we circle round Our lungs full, breath of fire Breath of fire In this kingdom we now call home On unholy ground we all gather Here Here is where I shall reside, embrace the calming Rise As I rise from the grave, where darkness calls to me Death In death I am enslaved, forever rotting In the darkness Feel the flesh Through the silence This world wasn’t for me I am the forsaken one I speak in truths and lessons So silence your tongue and listen up Choose the left-hand path For it will bring you greatness It’s what you’ve always desired To be embraced, eternally surrounded Here Here is where I shall reside, embrace the calming Rise As I rise from the grave, where darkness calls to me Death In death I am enslaved, forever rotting Death’s cold breath Winds blowing through lifeless trees Death’s cold breath The only thing left remaining in me
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Tomb Tomb spawn Tomb spawn (tomb spawn) Prophecy, infernal sands Barren ridges shape the cavity Desolation, the darkening hills Monstrous embers fill the sky Tomb spawn (tomb spawn) Through the columned streets Axes, spears and claymores drawn Closing near the sunken vault Peering through the jagged dark Profound desolating vomiting violently Sweltering madness ensues sweating profusely Blindly swinging toward the lurking smell of rot Dark demons of hunger Indistinct secretions from within Gurgling, overbearing dull Archaic ciphers Blasphemous nightmares Wide open weeping wounds Wide open weeping wounds Double headed, snarling nostrils flared Enormous pores, opened and exposed Exuding slime, grotesque Endless, torturous, entity Tomb spawn (tomb spawn) Tomb spawn (tomb spawn) Tomb spawn (tomb spawn) Tomb spawn
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Fucking searing Fucking searing Severely severed, beyond all recognition A full separation of tissue from bone A painted picture of pure death and horror As the flesh burns it melts, it melts away Melts Melts away Flesh It melts away A slow death approaches, a horrifying fate Radiation flowing like blood through my veins A living nightmare of searing pain Laying on a bed of sweat, piss, blood and shit As skin dissolves leaving bone exposed Deterioration Rendering fleshless Scorched skin rotting from within Rendering fleshless Scorched skin rotting from within The poison seeps, I begin to weep Flesh rotting, veins igniting Radioactive fury grows A twisted fever of deaths cruel throes Searing flesh melting in molten waves A tortured soul to never be saved Never be saved Now it's their turn to, suffer Suffer
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
The ultimate commencement A cleansing of the rotting The final sacrifice Completely covered, soaked in disgust Blood paladin perspective, grease of rot and rust Smearing of substance, a blessing of disguise Unholy anointing, the healing touch of death divine Give me all the dying, send the lost and the weak Encroaching Give me all your dead, all the withered and wretched Encroaching Deconstruction of, overbearing light Blood pouring from open wounds, raining from the sky Desperate of healing, inducing comatose Spiritual sacraments, a ritual by the decomposed Seeker of the sick I live among the, creatures of the night Destroying what’s left of the light Seeker of the sick Painting with shades of hate, on a flesh canvas Destroyer of all that is holy Seeker of the sick Seeker of the sick Seeker of the sick Seeker of the sick A blood oath of the damned Unhallowed circumcisions Converting the innocent Reaping what you sow The ultimate commencement A cleansing of the rotting Extreme consecrated blessings Of the final sacrifice
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Seeping Seeping through the cracks of the sarcophagus A foul cryptic stench emits, rising My awakening has almost come to expire A war wages on as I laid in slumber With the taste of their blood flowing in my mouth As I rise to set forth into eternal battle Revenge is a dish best served frozen My hunger unmatched my thirst unquenchable Rise up With my blackened blade Yield to the steel, etched with your name Rise up With my blackened blade Carved from void, unhallowed curses laid With the glare of my steel, a bright reflection Of a man with no soul, only death can guide me As I ride on and on, slaying the forsaken I drift further from man, my humanity shaken Blood soaked Vows of vengeance Raise the blade With a final blow Blood soaked Vows of vengeance Raise the blade With a final fucking blow Blood soaked Vows of vengeance Raise the blade With a final blow Blood soaked Vows of vengeance Raise the blade With a final fucking blow
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026