Part III – The Bodiless
Here comes the bodiless Drifting through voids Seeping into the nodes Treacherous roads Bringer of the final chord Dissonant ending Trembling gods Ancient rage upon the millions Disintegrating all att will Into the pool of faceless minions Sending ripples through starless space
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Out of the nothingness rise The beacon of pleasure and pain Your gown, spun of endless night Here comes the end of your reign The Queen Oh goddess of filth Now sleep And crumble to dust Poison flows from your teet Feeding the armies you lead Nursery of rancid seed A test, in semblance of pain The Queen Oh goddess of filth Now sleep And crumble to dust The Queen Oh goddess of filth Now sleep And crumble to dust
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Abomination A thousand eyes, a putrid mass No salvation Forsaken traveller of this realm Bursting out, the end is nigh Caving in; the rotting mind Let it go, and slip Slip away End of suffering End of the watch And slip Slip away End of the festering End of the watch Absolution Lay to rest unholy servant Disintegration Your empty husk returns to nothingness Bursting out, the end is nigh Caving in; the rotting mind Let it go, and slip Slip away End of suffering End of the watch And slip Slip away End of the festering End of the watch
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Devourer of the feeble mind The passage, the final trial Astral terror, vortex, eye of fire Trashing, tearing, fading, a funeral pyre The gate is flung wide open in the midst of its broken jaw A monumental surge, you can have it all Evil from the eternal well Creator of the outer plane Twisting, turning, burning, screaming agony The seal is breaking, a God has fallen from his throne Wings are spread, harbinger of death Wearing the maelstrom like a cloak Space is dead, reckoning has come Malevolence descending from above
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
All is gone I am spent I am dissolving Broken vessel Lights are fading Lost in dreams In the stream My mind is flaking I am driftwood In the source Distant voices All but ghosts Where galaxies collide I`m turning to oblivion I am swept away The final tidal wave
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
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