Dogma of the Deceased

Macabre slaughter of the rational mind, left are the ones kneeling blind Like smoke from fires, lurid rumours spread their way through the halls upon the hollowed earth A morbid mind’s delight Words of devotion echo in the night: “Show thyself to me my Lord, in worship I shall follow thee! Fulfill my wish of fortune, oh please guide me to impurity and bliss!” Before a mountain ridge a devotee kneels in desperation “Oh Lord, hear me!” In the dead of night a pale form lures the adherent through a gateway into the eroded spine of mother Earth In belief of spiritual guidance the salvation seeker crawls along a pathway enchanted by the entrance below By the end of the hallway, in a dismal chamber the Majesty stands beckoning behind a shrine “Come forth! Feareth not thy Lord. Kneeleth before thy King” Servants emerge from the shadows, pass by their Master, then proceed to the disciple When led to the eroded shrine the devotee again falls to his knees entranced by the prophecy

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Undivine effigy, an impure ikon Desanctify me, Master! Dreeping with foetal debris, 'neath the shrine I seek my fortune so repugnant Cloaked in morbid misery My mouth is weeping in bliss, frothing from the evident insence of entrails Caressed with lips lacerated, smearing the fluids of a lost generation In unity with the profane Mesmerized by the forbidden kisses Tongues slithering on my skin Intrigued by the dissolution of the mind Submerged into void Creeping further towards my Master A sinister shiver passes through me as he places a shushing finger against my lips and in an instant, I have become the son of Nil Anoxia Dissolution of the consciousness Hollow minded Enlightened by the presence of death Pure futility exists Dreary eyes expand as I'm carried down a torch-lit staircase Before me walks my Master crowned with the funereal essence of Death's dominion I'm exiled into oblivion Cloaked in morbid misery but suddenly torn from the purity of naught as a faint light appears and a woman is cast down, bleeding

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Barely alive Degraded to host a parasite Supervised injection of the womb Penetration fascination! Examination of the force-fucked Defilement Necrotic pollution of the viscera A putrid being develops within - consequence of a mandatory sin Deprived of choice PROCREATE! Numb Bereft of the choice of breeding Excessive degradation through parasitic infestation Vile perversion within Lost Entombed in dolor Thriving, aching - inside, a growth is breaking the walls of the womb Infernal pain as claws entangle in the afterbirth and a putrid being exhumes Evisceration! Matricide At the moment of birth her bowels split Proceeding exams, no longer seen as illicit… The exhumed bairn brought further down the dominion leaving a hollow carcass exposed to the minions Dead luck for the depraved Penetration fascination! Insemination of corpse Yuck! Defilement A necrotic turn to coition Behind closed doors a new run begins as a dying couple engages in mandatory sin Deprived of choice PROCREATE!

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Escalated tyranny unfolds Now, with the Lord ascended from His chasm-reign, the populace is gathered From upon a pulpit His speech pierces the very core of each hearer And once again the world is doomed by a ruler whose words shall echo through eternity Apathetic creatures bereft of all inner life Down to the tomb and breed, nourish in mother Earth’s infected womb! Breath in the cadaverine Isolation will fulfill your destiny Bring new posterity to this azoic world... In isolation they are forced to breed - the most vile of destinies; reproducing systematically under the eye of a vicious leader Enslaved by a deranged man with a vision so dystopic Profound dysphoria within each being as their fate unravels, following a trail down through the surface towards a wretched state of wither With boundless dread for the misery they’ll meet their despair grows with desperation ahead ...and once again the people are raped by the system… TOTALITYRANNY Apathetic creatures bereft of all inner life! Trapped in your rulers clenched totalitarian hand There’s but one way to free yourself: inhale the fumes of the dead Let the madness grow inside your head There is no where else to flee than into your own insanity...

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Robbed of serenity In distress you march towards obscenity There’s no refuge, only life-disowning savagery In denial of the sanctity of flesh… Kneel! Cower! Crawl! Succumb to my heinous vision... Submit to the claws of ruin… What has the shadows bestowed upon me if not hostility? A product of forced coition under influence by the deceased Pernicious and spewing my hatred on the ones to be extinct Enthroned in a chasm, benighted in despair Besmirched A tainted child, now risen to dominate I deny the sanctity of flesh! and you will be struck down by the plague that comes in my name Vicious and odious Inflicting my revenge upon those to be torn by the claws of ruin… For what did the shadows bestow upon me if not the purest hostility? A product of forced coition, now impregnating the world with disease Spreading my despair, inflicting gloom on the filth known as life Enthroned! My dark legacy spreads under my dismal crown

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Disowned empathic connections Dejection, a mindset deviation No mistrust, pure submission to your Master’s thrust Never disputing the treason, never asking for a reason... Dead semen, each infected cell to evolve as a demon Feeding the vision of this never questioned eradication of the living Now behold the empire of gloom! A world wrapped in cozenage… Still blind to the carnage Credulity, false belief You’re all following the dogma of the deceased! Misled into the spiral of treachery But still no distrust, as if you’re not aware of the misconduct... Deluded with gullibility Blind faith in the supremacy’s infatuation with discredibility... Keep silent, follow the commandments! Dogma of the deceased Thou shalt not question thine Master, unhallowed... Thou shalt in silence be misled, delivered to evil... You are all deluded Standing weakly aside with wretched minds Watching as they build an empire to be veiled in gloom You are all deluded You kept silent You sent this empire to its doom ...and your unhallowed Master shall cleanse your mind pure! With a deceiving hand He shall turn your heads away from reason You shall in silence be mislead, delivered to evil!

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

The first group of progeniture are now exiled from the catacombs Meanwhile the gates are opened, paths filled with cattle heading towards torment A befouled messiah Risen into reality from the reverie once dreamed by the Majesty of leprosy, now watching His vision thrive: the feeble aligned - marching into the dominion of Nil In line towards oblivion The withered people crawl Pushed further into the chambers of plagues reborn A prophecy fulfilled: a continuum of woe Continuum of woe! Without hope - world of vermin Dynasty of filth - ridden with the most vile futuristic parasitic necrotic race A true dystopia has been unfolded, unveiled at last Within a private chamber, benighted, locked away from light the Majesty prepares His final display of power He rises up, mind fixed on the culmination of an era In awe of His own empire He proceeds into the purity of Naught The death of a Majesty - a people lost to necrocracy But the withered Master’s will shall still be fulfilled by the remnants in plague and disease A prophecy fulfilled: a continuum of woe Trails of the forlorn etched into the spine of Earth Ridden with disease, blistering like a plagued child Marching towards a continuum of misery...

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025