Revenants

since the dawn of time it’s been told that the path of the righteous will lead us to glory and through our convictions we’re born anew with the blood of our foes stained on our hands the seas will flow red when the pale moon rises and our war will dawn, with its bloodlust quenched and we'll bring damnation forged by our darkened hearts they bear false witness to our righteousness in all the broken gods we claim, our destruction reigns as golden idols fall forged by our darkened hearts the broken gods we claim, left on the battlefield, cadavers lay impaled and in the midst of corruption the birth of gods shall lay waste to foundations and every city shall fall burning cities will fall to the ground and every city shall fall burning cities will fall to the ground and return to the ash that once sustained them the skies will send down acidic rains and ash storms and our war will end with no man left standing and our war will dawn with its bloodlust quenched and every city shall burn and fall destroyed to ash and our war will end with no man left standing and the just shall be smitten in genocides

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Crawling up from the surface that entombs Feculent flesh entwined and maggots churning inside the stomachs Such a beautiful sight for the morbidly deranged Grotesque hemic form of the accursed Stalking malicious monstrosities Abide where the restless dead reside Waiting for the light to abandon their prey Oh mindless Revenants I summon thee to gorge upon the helpless, the docile and frail Tear their worthless eyes from their heads and swill from their slitted necks My cannibalistic dreams come alive As I gaze upon this blood orgy from my ungodly throne Imbued by the tongues of the darkest one To lay forth on this earth my tainted will Infallible are my words, my ways, my decrepit mind shows this path before me I'll fill my bowels with the mangled sects of human flesh to quench my sullen purpose Tempting, filling hatred Torment, suffer, bane of my existence I now command you as your master to kill the ones who dare oppose Take the lives of who I deem unworthy Hang them all by their fucking throats Go forth my putrid army of undead Bring forth upon this night a veil of dread Feast upon the thews of mortal lives Ripping like knives

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

In the darkness of night Walls crawl with the lurid shades of the deepest pits of hell Devoid of time the pendulum swing arrests to an end Gone is the illusion of solace and sanctuary Replaced by abominations and visions of heinous shadows And nothing can stop them Lurking at the end where one dares enter slumber Caressing the silken sheets with the coldness of the dead Unholiest of nightmares dwell inside Where visits of the damned will have you begging for your life And there is no escaping what yearns for flesh suspended consciousness reviled Such bitterness at rest will have you clasping for cherished light that has been smothered By the hands of fiends Lungs collapse from the weight of being that one cannot see Demonic grasp bound the limbs and torso forcing down slowly crawling upon its victim laying in fear Pounding upon the chest with ungodly strength that shreds the very soul of a man Taunting are the howls that sill this foul scene Driving one to madness with its zeal to plague Unholiest of nightmares dwell inside Where visits of the damned will have you begging for your life Shadows creep into our minds Sustenance is our sacred essence Keepers of unholy sleep drown our thoughts with horrors of our hell With horrors of our hell And here I lay for eternity She rides upon the chests paralyzing all but eyes Drowns out the loudest screams, takes pleasure in silent cries Haunting lifeless corpses to fill her needs Malicious obscene monster with our dreams Feasting on vile essence that broods in me Dark demoness held captive in my sleep

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Birthed from the cocoon of lunacy A child raised by the seed of dementia forming Fatherless daughter of false poisoned tongues She moves upon her own path of madness astray From fear that she will soon be used like scum Hypnotic to her victims that she chooses to suck dry Hypocritic, Parasitic lies You wretched filth mark my words your life shal be taken by my hands I'll tear the pulsing bag of shit from your chest and burn it before your eyes Upon your grave I shall stand as a monument of hate that will never move And I will smile in content at your passing in my malevolence With all resentment aside You are best where you've always belonged Under six feet of shit nailed in a pinewood box And I am content in seeing what a whore you are And I will be the one to watch you leave this place As I bury you And I see you for the whore that you are For the whore that you are With feet of shit nailed in a pinewood box So what will you have to say when my hands begin to crush your neck And the air begins to leave your lungs And your eyes roll back Where will you turn when you've burned every bridge you've built And have to answer for every drop of blood you've split Where will you turn when you've burned every bridge you've built And have to answer for every drop of blood you've spilt Where will you turn when you've burned every bridge you've built And have to answer for every drop of blood you've spilt Where will you turn when you've burned every bridge you've built And have to answer for every drop of blood you've spilt Where will you turn when you've destroyed every bridge you've built And have to answer for every drop of blood you've spilt Where will you turn when you've destroyed every bridge you've built And have to answer for every drop of blood you've spilt Where will you turn when you've destroyed every bridge you've built

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

slit throat sirens fill the air with soundless shrieking songs of when you will be long forgotten can you see the grins of departed that you had once betrayed with your lie-filled eyes monolithic visions of every still moment that you’ve kept inside the hallows of your shadow will haunt you until it completely devours you whole unworthy of this life that you’ve tainted in holding the greatest sins in the highest shall go unforgiven these failures once cast out have taken the form of a monster that wills a foul release of hate abominations that you have created shall purge you of your innocence and faith as you are engulfed by the hands and strangled by the legions of damned forsaken skies begin to burn and the path of the damned shall be opened now cling to the chains that you’ve built forsaken skies begin to burn and the path of the damned shall be opened revealing truth in your lies holding you down by the weights of your falseness, for all to see as they rip the bowels out from your mouth silencing your deception tear the flesh off of your bones to drain your strength and feast on everything you are the bringers of your end are here and they are calling and they are waiting for you for vengeance of your treachery they live to burn you alive burn you alive traitor you fucking traitor there shall be justice when you burn alive forsaken skies begin to burn and the path of the damned shall be opened now cling to the chains that you’ve built forsaken skies begin to burn and the path of the damned shall be opened up

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Lowly do I sit, the night lay dormant as I muse the thoughts Of lives passed, and reason with forgotten lore Remembering within these halls, the curves around your face Beauty lost; apparition haunting me, dancing in the pale moonlight Such silence profound in the night Until a ravens cry shatters repose In the cold of winter nights, my hands are splintered from the beating Of my fists upon the bloodied floors A sanctuary lost within these hallowed halls, such emptiness abound Such silence deafening to ears, but what's this pounding on my chamber door? As if striking a hammer to bones Is this the tone of my taker As I count the days and nights Watching shadows pass before my eyes Years begin to crawl And I shall hear your voice cry forevermore And as this silence evolves with each heartbeat that echoes its fears And in halls I shall hear your voice scream forevermore And as the shadows grow long Within the light that now fades in the mist And in halls I shall remain in darkness forevermore Confined in abysmal time Showing no signs of release Detained in horrific eyes Piercing with a gaze of remorse But there he rides on the winds of this gloom And there he howls with an unearthly wail that shakes me I sit and try to gasp for air, my chest is tight from apprehension From this beast that dares to perch and mock my woes Repeating shrieks of nevermore this wretched hound abounds and vexes me Peering into my soul with hate, like hell fires spawned behind his gates Is he the one that will take me away To lay among the worms As I sit and stare the pounding palpitates the pulse of blood that's frozen Through my veins like lifeless corpse in rest This ravens daunting prophecies have sparked a revelation in my mind That all of this, my purgatory, shall repeat until I'm under stone And still this creature insists that he crows His demoniacal sight As I count the days and nights, watching shadows pass before my eyes Years begin to crawl And I shall hear your voice cry forevermore And as this silence evolves with each heartbeat that echoes its fears And in these halls I shall hear your voice scream forevermore Confined in abysmal time Showing no signs of release Detained in horrific eyes Piercing with a gaze of remorse But there he rides on the winds of this gloom And there he howls

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

The endless battle wages for our minds But we will win the fight For we will not be broken Every instance of struggle through time Is just a test of strength to challenge our right to remain sublime The will to dethrone Ourselves with the failings of fathers By feeding the fires By tempting the tempest But by braving the storm And breaking the bonds of which we forged Were reborn and eternal This will not be the reason we fade We will not let our legacy end We mus rise to vanquish all that hinders us And pave the way for brighter days but these monuments remain On these walls remain the stains Of the blood that will not wash away Now we move to save this age against ourselves Born into struggle We live to only breathe and die With no one knowing our truth But we can change And see this world reclaimed, renewed With our devout design Through the endless storm A single light remains and we retain it But will we have the hope That it will carry us through what has clouded our lost eyes in every act of trust We leave what's holding us And cast aside our fears Reclaiming all that's ours Taking our place as legends countering the tides Whose elegies will read We are the ones who have conquered fear Laying waste to what has hindered us

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

A blackened night has cast its shadow upon the skies not a sound to be heard from where the buried bodies hide ceased from flowing are the rivers that seem to be touched by icy hands of death himself in the graveyard by the crypts where the dead rest scribed into markers show the names of long forgotten but all that's seen among the graves are the countless stones that lay weathered and all that's heard among the ruin is the sound of endless calm beneath the mounds of unturned earth lay the restless gaze of the ones kept entombed confined to the crimes of our spent lives we long to curse the stars awake bring back to life what was taken and tell the tales of our lost souls endure this pain no longer break free from our prisons made no tears we've shed no longer go wasted return to us what you've taken away repay the crimson veins that you have slit repair the broken souls you've soiled horrendous sights spine chilling realizations bloodcurdling sense unnerving all who's seen destruction bound the ones that silenced us confined into the abyss ride through the eventide just to see the dawn of day for a chance to feel alive and when we see the stars and scream into the evening sky we will curse the day that we were born curse the day that we were born awake all those who dream all seeking solitude your time has come to change your fate and bring the courage of a million hearts of men to desolate all who stand in our way no longer will we forfeit the years we spent working for our gain all of the tears we've shed are no longer wasted awake bring back to life what was taken and tell the tales of our lost souls endure this pain no longer break free from our prisons made no longer will we forfeit the years we spent working for our gain all of the tears we've shed no longer go wasted

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

look upon me for I am the end incarnate i am the vulture that feeds on the eyes of children the last breath of the fading, poisoned vial the birth of a creature that you've created and if all the world is just a stage then i am its keeper and i am its ruiner all these fears unleashed from our darkest dreams as the world is engulfed by flames, and torn apart by war-born hearts in the eve of what ill nations breed there'll be none left to see our creations made to fail and fall so watch as the dead walk among us see this plague manifest from your scorn and the echoes from revenants of your horror's past shall torment your mind see hallow ties to a world, build from the blood of pride and the slaughter of purity and hope sacrifice the pure, and rape the righteous we only live to corrupt, we only want to destroy

In all my endeavors, observing weakness within this world i have seen amassed decaying ideals crumbling before the storm where, destined to be ripped apart by its greed and emptiness this age has seen its days only to be consumed by the souls of man lives lead to brave the lines of impurities and wickedness and those who have been lost shall remain astray cast out and branded left to drown in an ocean of liars in endless tides a chance no one will take to change the fate of which their bound on time we will surely seethe end where all will face apart into the sea i witnessed so many failures built by the architects of misshapen dreamers and beggars bluntly nailed to crosses of their own design lost between the translations praying to be of the less deserving of the fate the were given bestowed by our judgments in time we will surely see the end where all will fall apart into the sea severed into nations then built on empires we have lost to be renewed to define self righteous in our ignorance and we feed on plagues as we fall unto our doom and the age shall come to pass when we're no longer given breath and then nothing shall see what monsters we have become

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

And the time shall come to pass when we're no longer given breath and then nothing shall see what monsters we have become

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025