Corpsegod

Vaticinium ex eventu, the scholium of Siculus tells of An idol of arsenic’s diluted gift to those cast in flesh and soil And the dust of starlight He is seated with palms offered to the mottled roil above Where they, short of life, are turned short of breath Strangle the breath amidst the wails of seven Only ashes remain to float to the brazier Sardonic laughter, she grins in succulent suffocation Contracted limbs and mouth agape, slip away Come not near divine death, lest he make you like a lamb betwixt his jaws And you become carried away as the wind in the breach of his throat Come forth Mot, and submit at Hadad’s feast For his hunger is like that of wolves in the wilderness Seek out the ravine where blind men lie headless, prostrated and castrated Siket Sayidna Musa shalt thou follow, the steps of penitence Drown in a final dawn, so there plunge from their Jabal And shatter with your ruin those fevered scratchings on stone

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Plunge the crushing depths with screams Wretched ablution ritual constrains Rusted chapters Aeons in festering quagmire Scour the unwilling mind Execration. Confusion. Abject repulsion. Lingering breath sinks away Aspersion condemns to an eternity of moil Hateful catechism drowns you Within the hexed font of octagonal moons Internicion finalized at the tip of spears Fate shuns to weave a more lamentable chord The abyssic cruelty thoust command on whim Lechery salivates infernally, callously Silver of steel flashes in the torches gleam The hangman’s garb of murky pitch Veiled crypts cloister arcane secrets The heart of the world weeps athirst Guardian's dagger, the third extinguishes

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Ecce Homo! Behold ye vexated ones, the scourged, bound and crowned man What passion is wrought here by wrought iron barbed Each lashing a new implication and judgment He of Bisenti and the mocking throng flank as rouge flecked wings Now alone...Violaceous tattered garb draped ‘round low shoulders That have born the burden of those who shout Non Serviam Blissful blood is the wine, and the cup runneth over And extinguish the flame of that which burns not A nail for each apportionment of the Trinity A spear for lustful blasphemy – Arma Christi He is despised and rejected of men, misericordia Acquainted he is with grief. We lay our iniquity upon him

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Maqatu anzillu ultu an Elu anzillu ultu tiamatu Ezeru ina alu Ezeru ina agu Ezeru mare ali Annitu namlugallu aku Abatu kalu ti Abatu kalu shi Ersetu usemi kimah Utuk xul allik tahazu! Alla xul allik tahazu! Dingir xul allik tahazu! Maskim xul allik tahazu! Mulla xul allik tahazu! Gigim xul naduu uruku Gidim xul talamu mursu Qamu ina kharsaanu saquutu Qamu ina akalum Kalu adi la basi alaku Uttuku ana sepiya Ekimmu ana sepiya Iskur ana sepiya Utu ana sepiya Anshar ana sepiya Kishar ana sepiya Tiamat ana sepiya Lamashtu ana sepiya Pazuzu ana sepiya Wardum ana sepiya Sha hatti ana sepiya Pulhu ana sepiya Ilat! Iksuda genii Iksuda mitu Iksuda anu Iksuda an

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Rhetor utters falseness high upon onyx cathedra Shade raised of sacrificial lamb buried beneath the altar Moil of souls to the charnel field's north wall Rosch Hassatan Ra's Alghul Tseih She Demon head mausoleum Corpses piled and devoid Inverted goat crucifixion perversion My vitriol is as magma to your words of wax Melt before my path, flee from the vortex I alone decree All machinations of heresy I design Sacred whore, vexation's font Abhorrent terror vacuum When the twelve are none, the circle is six Daggers of light plummet beneath Unharrowed hell, fire-tranced thralldom Come forth unto the rack

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

In your vanity you would awaken from the dust of the earth And the soil does cry out “Chant the death oracle in chiasmus!” A mould thou cast to build from clay a worthless lot and order me to kneel Before a pretentious order of concupiscence, bearing the fleshy banner “Fomes peccati” You would give them the wisdom, but never the knowledge To place stone upon stone, create Bet HaMikdash to house thine majesty So that the spheres and suns in their palaces may tremble and bow Oh wretched father! Whose seed bore forth ill begotten bastards of thy creativity You command them, nay, restrain! Bind them! With ten shackles etched in stone. I reject them, nay, despise them! Abhor them! With every element of my divinity. I lead the rightful heirs to the kingdom, the crown of the morning And the scepter of the firmament are mine to bear Thy gift of free will thou hast graced thine wicked progeny And behold! Jealous inherent nature pits brother to smite his own And behold! The first born is returned to his dusty womb, filthy tomb As from it you took them, and to it, cast them. You would stay the hand of Abraham so that they may wonder at your grace Oh wretched father! I prey you Akedah! Release his hand to slay the lamb Al Kiddush Hashem… Smolder the sacrifice upon the tabernacle for the carrion crows to have their feast

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Wandering with a crown of scythes Swollen disease of netherarchy Advance and be known, rent knees process in the wake Souls from Thalatte, seven gods who decree Writhe! The Shar is upon all Kishar Lust inglouriously reigns Tomes and relics of vast decay Violent storms, exhalted serpant Jackals rip the carrion shroud Wandering with a crown of scythes Swollen disease of netherarchy Advance and be known, rent knees process in the wake Souls from Thalatte, seven gods who decree Writhe! The Shar is upon all Kishar Compendium of ancient knowledge Conductus viscera organum Hideous cacophony in perfection of the fifth ars veterum Wickedness of the teachings shall be obliterated Lies scraped from parchment, psao, Scraped of flesh Malicious rival Black beast with figure in maw Initiation of incantation to let flow the wrath of Asag In his eclipse rivers boil Achieve corrupt henosis, emanations from oneness Wretch to the aether: to Hen, Nous, Psyche...Physis Theurgy through contemplations Leather cord pulled taut reveals Shekinah dethroned

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Fill your stinking pits with slaves and cowards! The gutted corpses of thy disgraced-- Spare them flames so they may rot! And stir your ranks to march Their coins for Charon offer respite to the Philistines Those who have vowed to claim the mark of Kenite And reap! Reap the flogging owed to those steeped in their sins Shedu have writhed in disgrace Moloch king, besmeared with blood, slaying the martyrs Infernal voices tell one thousand tales of the cursed, defiled chalice A judgment of their doom, exalting their violent nature Faced in the hour of need Where does your feeble faith turn? Pray to the spiteful god above, or infernal Hell Through treacherous whimsy, through venal mechanics... An inevitability Of all things to be steeped in rotten earth The soul awakens to the desires of thy king's overlord To dig in Maleboge The scourge that fathers the creation of saints, The torn-husk souls rended by Cerberus The wrenching cries of the Nephilim, Shouting the son of man's blasphemies Swallowed into the swirling eye from which lightning finds birth I seed a great womb of storms Cyclones derived from the spiraling horns of the goat I despoil and grind thy shrines asunder Icons drown beneath malicious waves

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Achieving a frail, ephemeral balance between Obliviating the mortal vessel And retaining a whole mental state Pure lucidity of thought for infinity Degeneration of bodies, Theirs is a a limited life; In the perfection of coma, The exaltation of blessed dream Exploring minds of others from without, within Stars beyond planets beyond time beyond death Thoughts stretch to aeons within seconds The mind, unconscious, racing faster Than its flawed organic wiring A twisted, rotting immortality That stands timeless They lie supine as gods, motionless Content to sacrifice their withered bodies For their own eternity

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Come! Come and watch them regale their prophets again Seeping sores adorn chapel floors As blisters grind between flesh, marble and iron Nails...bring forth more nails to fix this falsifier Affix him to his throne of thorns! Thorns! Affixed to his rightful throne! Gather up more thorns to coronate a hypocrite Coronated and eviscerated in his rightful realm And so cry forth to the wheeling heavens "I am a brother to dragons My skin hangs obsidian Upon me as a lecherous mantle And mine bones are scorched with heat See that my harp has turned to mourning And my voice like a chorus of those who weep" Bones...seek out more bones to lay before the liar Along a putrid pilgrimage Souls...devour more souls to cast into the deathvoid So they might rend sackcloth and anoint themselves with dust

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Fill your stinking pits with slaves and cowards! The gutted corpses of thy disgraced-- Spare them flames so they may rot! And stir your ranks to march Their coins for Charon offer respite to the Philistines Those who have vowed to claim the mark of Kenite And reap! Reap the flogging owed to those steeped in their sins Shedu have writhed in disgrace Moloch king, besmeared with blood, slaying the martyrs Infernal voices tell one thousand tales of the cursed, defiled chalice A judgment of their doom, exalting their violent nature Faced in the hour of need Where does your feeble faith turn? Pray to the spiteful god above, or infernal Hell Through treacherous whimsy, through venal mechanics... An inevitability Of all things to be steeped in rotten earth The soul awakens to the desires of thy king's overlord To dig in Maleboge The scourge that fathers the creation of saints, The torn-husk souls rended by Cerberus The wrenching cries of the Nephilim, Shouting the son of man's blasphemies Swallowed into the swirling eye from which lightning finds birth I seed a great womb of storms Cyclones derived from the spiraling horns of the goat I despoil and grind thy shrines asunder Icons drown beneath malicious waves

Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 15, 2025