Sound of Satan's Voice
Vomit bursts to my mouth As rest of my hair falls off Together with most of my skin For a second it tastes of life What a fucking reek From an omnipresent carrion There will be no scavengers Not this time My head's about to crack The thundering silence so loud Could it shut up for a while I might have something to say If I am to cry, I could as well sing For the point of music is not To make yourself feel better But to make others feel worse I get up and in awe I stand Where the bloodline of Nephilim ends And with me I shall take as many as I can To where the world - this world - doesn't end And you who stay above Look down upon me And cry in your dissolution Were your heavens not what you had anticipated? Something inside me laughs and I smile
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 18, 2026
Akasa flees its abodes The supposedly hollow cavities Latent fire once sealed within Human brain and bone The atmosphere flickers Into a strangest colour If only someone could recall That shade of eerie blue Blade of a spear reflects That deep-dark indigo shine Before it strikes down Tearing air as it comes Carving a third eye Into every forehead Something stares through The myriad of putrid eyes Some morbid wind animates Countless dead lips and tongues To muttering their own eulogy Under the inert firmament
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 18, 2026
Shut your dead mouths Turn your eyes away I cannot return the stare But I can still say no Remember, I did say no When I refused to create What makes you even think I want to have a role in this It is exactly the same force That enlivens and destroys Exactly same amount of violence Used in controlling the currents One after the other You have brought them down The ones that came to know you Your sense of irony is impeccable The were not unlike me The fire we share between us But mine is not to be used In all this earthly folly You made your point Killed your "only" son Let me return the favor You can have mine At least he gets back what he sent See it return and turn to gold Regardless of what I do or did Atlas lumbers and falls to the void
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 18, 2026
As the fire-born bowed down his head And let his flames purge the wold The son came to realize True cost of his fathers love But we made it, didn't we? Through fervent song and constant yoga Nirvana lies beyond the last veil The effort was well worth the while A kumara still caught in entanglement There was no benefit to gain Your journey is a blink of an eye To some of those loftier beings But I figured out the means to an end Found the bed-rock under my feet Are you saying all that pain and ecstasy Amount to nothing? Look inside the box Carefully fold the sides open And see for yourself If the world you sought is alive or dead But I found true consciousness (Just the sum of your dillusions) I found enlightenment (Just the gleam of your false pride) I found the source of intelligence (Just the bottomless well of your ignorance) I found god (Just a world born dead) The world you strived to save Is a necropolis inside a cubicle While you reached for samadhi Your soul approached rigor mortis
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 18, 2026