Visions of Stagnant Blood
Kneel before me, where I lay and rot A meagre, shit display No floral tribute paid Befallen by my foul ambition A horde of sordid thoughts Rotten blood courses through me My limbs encased in scabs I dreamt of this day, my flesh is dirt Bones wrapped in rotten leaf Gilded in piss Discarded like a fleshless old bone And empty sack of blood, resting in shit Stale blood courses My veins I am the runt, the worthless cunt Tarnish the line I beg for the end I am but a scab A worthless sack of bone Enrobed in filth I pick the rotten scab To see what’s underneath I am stupified To find that I just bleed
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Marched through The gormless crowds Bewildered eyes Pelt your flesh with Rotten flesh The bell It tolls for thee To signal a fitting end For a worthless piece of human scum Extended death excruciating breath Led to a sadistic engineer Who's ahead of time With a precise blade She’s able to remove your bones Maintain your pulse Stuffed into a gibbet Made of you The shadow of circling birds Forbodes a cloaked bеast As your flesh drips down A puddle of you Reflеcts the filth within Your blood, pollutes the streets Your stench, a vulgar reminder Your husk, remains an example A piece of bone, the engineer Keeps for her own
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Treading barefoot through Rotten, long-dead woods Bones squelch beneath my toes A twig snaps underfoot I gaze upon ancient relic With a bad taste My visions, could not focus The two stones and a lump of wood Something drips back down and rots A warmth comes over me I dread to think what caused this warmth I look to feel that the blood is mixed with roots Ancient, dripping roots It stammers and it chokes To loam I return For the forest Craves my soul The roots suck The blood through my toes Intravenous depletion Deep penetration Internal blossom Ruptures my bowels Stems in the brain Renders me insane A thick sap drips over me Ejaculate, it plants the seed A potent concoction From days of old A thousand years This shrub has edged Roots decay The bones A human brain Loam waits for me Next to long dead Away with mind I cry, I go insane The twigs are bone I walk, wade through
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026