Midnight in the Labyrinth

Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea A jewel more radiant than the moon Lowered her mask to me The sublimest creature the gods, full of fire Would marvel at making their queen Infusing the air with her fragrant desire And my heart reeled with grave poetry... In a pale azured dawn like ligeia reborn I tore free of my sleep-sepulchre On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn Lamented the spectre of her Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete I hungered for past overtures The curse of unrest and her ardent caress Came much more than my soul could endure... Portrait of the dead countess Fleeting, enshadowed Thou art privy to my sin Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict The cruel daylights upon my skin? Dost thou not want to worship me With crimson sacrifice So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss And weep with new-found life?

I sip the blood red wine My thoughts weigh heavy With the burdens of time From knowledge drunk from The fountain of life Of chaos born out of love and the scythe The forest beckons with her nocturnal call To pull me close amidst the baying of wolves While the bindings of christ Are downtrodden with scorn In the dank, oderiferous earth We lust for the wind And the perfume of flesh To learn from the dark This is my Will. The forest whispers my name Again and again The forest whispers my name When the moon is full, we shall assemble to adore, the potent spirit of your Queen, my mother great Diana. She who fain would learn all sorcery. Yet has not won its deepest secrets, Them my mother will, teach her in truth All things as yet unknown. Come to me my pale enchantress In the moon of the woods we kiss And the horned, hidden one Is reinvoked.

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 23, 2025

"Mirror, mirror on the wall Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all? For if I shall see thy Will be done Grant Me the Witchcraft of thy tongue" Alone as a stone cold altar The castle and its keep Like faerytale dominion rose A widow to the snow peaks Wherein reclined the Countess Limbs purring from the kill Bathed in virgin white and like the night Alive and young and unfulfilled As shadows swelled The Countess fell To masturbating with Her dagger As the Witch gabbled spells Cumming heavy roses all the way to Hell As sudden thunder's grue harangue Announced two pincered worlds Exuding bane, something came With the stench of necrophiled graves To these clandestines Who shrank from glimpsing horror That the growls of mating ghouls inclined... Resplendent In pendants (Natal trophies torn from bellies of desanctified nuns) A demon, bewinged, bedight In scum, prowled their circle seeking entry to run An arctic tongue upon Her vulva Where rubies smeared to alabaster thighs Glittered like a contract in the purse of a whore Receiving sole communion from the body of christ "If blood is what thou carves, foul fiend I will yield this witch to thee If thou wouldst draw a veil for Me O'er lengthening scars of age and grief" As the Demon slavered foetid vows And bore His prey away In talons itching to perpetrate The nausea of eternal rape The Sorceress screaming in His grasp Spat a final curse to stain The Countess with the promise That Her lord at war would be cruelly slain And She would rot. Alone Insane. On the twisted nails of faith

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 23, 2025

Storm-woken sisters of Judas unfurl As Psyche to Sapphic lament Wrapt in thy tresses and taloned caresses Whisper me secrets beheld beyond Death "Desires I was loath to lose To the virgin-bloodied priests Whose lord fantasied on Magdalene And sought to savour Her as beast Her aching sex A rose undone As mine in tears and spasms wrung" "Remember with pride what thou art Lest we forget in awe of our terrible past" When Dark royalties drank of despair Idols hewed down 'neath a desert god's stare In thrall to revenges sworn there What dreams could we father, when farther we fell To nightmare...? "Well versed in misery We have lain naked in darkest ravines Now the sun has set in slumber. We delight Like serpents in arousal Coiled to strike at the light" Now abyssed Lucifers master the earth Uncloister jaded harlots once served Enthralled by cruel raptures, rehearsed Kiss slumbered beauty and weapon our thousand year curse

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 23, 2025

Candelabra snuffed, prey - silhouette wedded Nightfall take my hand Seduce me with silky timbred limbs Grant me thy dark command Over the peaks framing tapestries Of thick forest, dusk has filled With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist Creeping like violations from the shadows to kill I am He The crowned and conquering darkness Satan robed in ecumenical filth Livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of slyph "Beauty slept and angels wept For her immortal soul In this repose, all evil chose To claim her for their very own" Carpathia... "Never leave me" "How the storm it fulfills My heart, though unhealed Celestial knives ebonied And wild woods thrill Yet far fiercer still Her lustre eviscerates me" Carpathia... I rule as Master here Where feral hordes impart my temper Love sank wounded when I, betrayed Saw death etch cruelly, ...upon my lineage "Usher the spite seething Draconist And commit this world to thy ancient sovereignty" Erubescent veil descend Psalmed sunset thus portends And laid to rest, I now am blessed With this darkness... Forever more Supreme Vampiric Evil "Beauty slept and angels wept For her immortal soul In this repose, all evil chose To claim her for their very own" Carpathia... Candelabra snuffed, prey - silhouette wedded Nightfall take my hand Seduce me with silky timbred limbs Grant me thy dark command Over the peaks framing tapestries Of thick forest, dusk has filled With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist Creeping like violations from the shadows to kill

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 23, 2025

Through acrid clouds of summer flies The garden swells with a thousand more wise Forever flung to celestial dreams Clawing at the grave of the dead Nazarene I watch the storm approaching The darkness calls my name The trees are growing restless They feel the season change Their fruit has putrefied Forbidden once and bound to die The thread of life lies severed On the brink of paradise Grinning winds of hate unfurled Towers tall that grip the sun Talons stretch 'neath her veil Reclamation, our time has come Autumn spreads its golden wings And lays the path for those unseen A tangled web of evil spun at last Winter spawn from barren thighs To readdress, to slay the blind And throw the reins untethered to the skies They pray to the full moon rising Diana moving with such infinite grace Wrapped alone in a blanket of nightfall How many secrets can they read by your face? Will they know of majesty Of beauty held in dream-dead sleep And scarlet seas that bleed the frozen shores? Will their God of bridled love Assuage our rule from planes above Or shrink in fear from chaos roused for war? War! Wrest askew the nails That have held you, lurking deep September prayers are waning Burn the shrines of fettered sheep Spearhead the insurrection Of a world that seeks no end We are what we were, what we shall be, again Again Appear; draped in terror To the comfort of your kin Stain the milky sunset red And let the others in Summer's dying...

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 06, 2026

Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas Bled white and dead, Her true mother was fed To the ravenous wolves that the elements led From crag-jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was drawn Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm (Gilded in crests of Carpathian breed) Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new-born On that eve when the Countess' own came deformed A tragedy crept to the name Bathory "I must avert mine eyes to hymns For His gaze brings dogmas to my skin He knows that I dreamt of carnal rites With Him undead for three long nights" And under lacerations of dawn She returned Like a flame unto a deathshead With a promise to burn Secrets brooded as She rode Through the mist and marsh to where they showed Her castle walls wherein the restless Counted carrion crows She awoke from a fable to mourning Church bells wringing Her madly from sleep Tolled by a priest, self castrated and hung Like a crimson bat 'neath the belfry The biblical prattled their mantras Hexes six-tripled their fees But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen Autumns had passed And She was a widow from god and his wrath finally...

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 23, 2025

When the sun has swept upon the waveless lake And the mists steal in with ease Covened wolves arc their eerie dissonant napes In adoration of the moon and thee "They call as I to thee..." "They call as I" Nocternity... She shall come for me "Through twilight, darkness and moonrise My scarlet tears will run As stolen blood and whispered love Of fantasies undone" Dusk and her embrace Beneath the stars thy flesh bedevils me (Beneath the stars taste the death in me) Elizabeth My heart is thine Thy fragrant words Warm within like wine... "Let me come to thee with eyes like Asphodel Moon-glacing, loose desires free To writhe under my spell" Nocternity She shall come for me... Unfurl thy limbs breathless succubus How the full embosomed fog Imparts the night to us...

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025

"Hear me now, all crimes should be treasured If they bring thee pleasure somehow" Her likeness hung in the black gallery Commanding unease Demanding of Death to breathe... Elizabeth, mysterious. Cruelty brought thee orchids From the bowels of the abyss Exacting obeisance Her gaze held a seance Of spirits too trapped under glass to commune A sleeter mistress than Luna Whose threats to consume Her Met with torments giving vent to Her swoon Flat on Her back Pack-prey for the reams Of verses and curses That haunted Her dreams Ridden split-thighed By the Father of lies An ovation of wolves Blushed the skies as they writhed But Heaven is never forever She came, a spent storm From the clouds... Leaving serpents in office Inside every gate To lick righteous holes Blinding Lords to the fate Of virgins forced naked To defile on rent knees Hacked and racked backwards Menses choking their pleas "More. Whore. More. Twitching make me wet with thee Carcass rub me raw" From the bowels of the abyss

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025

(Instrumental with chanting)

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 06, 2026

Storm-woken sisters of Judas unfurl As Psyche to Sapphic lament Wrapt in thy tresses and taloned caresses Whisper me secrets beheld beyond Death "Desires I was loath to lose To the virgin-bloodied priests Whose lord fantasied on Magdalene And sought to savour Her as beast Her aching sex A rose undone As mine in tears and spasms wrung" "Remember with pride what thou art Lest we forget in awe of our terrible past" When Dark royalties drank of despair Idols hewed down 'neath a desert god's stare In thrall to revenges sworn there What dreams could we father, when farther we fell To nightmare...? "Well versed in misery We have lain naked in darkest ravines Now the sun has set in slumber. We delight Like serpents in arousal Coiled to strike at the light" Now abyssed Lucifers master the earth Uncloister jaded harlots once served Enthralled by cruel raptures, rehearsed Kiss slumbered beauty and weapon our thousand year curse

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025

When the sun has swept upon the waveless lake And the mists steal in with ease Covened wolves arc their eerie dissonant napes In adoration of the moon and thee "They call as I to thee..." "They call as I" Nocternity... She shall come for me "Through twilight, darkness and moonrise My scarlet tears will run As stolen blood and whispered love Of fantasies undone" Dusk and her embrace Beneath the stars thy flesh bedevils me (Beneath the stars taste the death in me) Elizabeth My heart is thine Thy fragrant words Warm within like wine... "Let me come to thee with eyes like Asphodel Moon-glacing, loose desires free To writhe under my spell" Nocternity She shall come for me... Unfurl thy limbs breathless succubus How the full embosomed fog Imparts the night to us...

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 23, 2025

Through acrid clouds of summer flies The garden swells with a thousand more wise Forever flung to celestial dreams Clawing at the grave of the dead Nazarene I watch the storm approaching The darkness calls my name The trees are growing restless They feel the season change Their fruit has putrefied Forbidden once and bound to die The thread of life lies severed On the brink of paradise Grinning winds of hate unfurled Towers tall that grip the sun Talons stretch 'neath her veil Reclamation, our time has come Autumn spreads its golden wings And lays the path for those unseen A tangled web of evil spun at last Winter spawn from barren thighs To readdress, to slay the blind And throw the reins untethered to the skies They pray to the full moon rising Diana moving with such infinite grace Wrapped alone in a blanket of nightfall How many secrets can they read by your face? Will they know of majesty Of beauty held in dream-dead sleep And scarlet seas that bleed the frozen shores? Will their God of bridled love Assuage our rule from planes above Or shrink in fear from chaos roused for war? War! Wrest askew the nails That have held you, lurking deep September prayers are waning Burn the shrines of fettered sheep Spearhead the insurrection Of a world that seeks no end We are what we were, what we shall be, again Again Appear; draped in terror To the comfort of your kin Stain the milky sunset red And let the others in Summer's dying...

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 06, 2026

"Mirror, mirror on the wall Shouldst not grave pleasures be my all? For if I shall see thy Will be done Grant Me the Witchcraft of thy tongue" Alone as a stone cold altar The castle and its keep Like faerytale dominion rose A widow to the snow peaks Wherein reclined the Countess Limbs purring from the kill Bathed in virgin white and like the night Alive and young and unfulfilled As shadows swelled The Countess fell To masturbating with Her dagger As the Witch gabbled spells Cumming heavy roses all the way to Hell As sudden thunder's grue harangue Announced two pincered worlds Exuding bane, something came With the stench of necrophiled graves To these clandestines Who shrank from glimpsing horror That the growls of mating ghouls inclined... Resplendent In pendants (Natal trophies torn from bellies of desanctified nuns) A demon, bewinged, bedight In scum, prowled their circle seeking entry to run An arctic tongue upon Her vulva Where rubies smeared to alabaster thighs Glittered like a contract in the purse of a whore Receiving sole communion from the body of christ "If blood is what thou carves, foul fiend I will yield this witch to thee If thou wouldst draw a veil for Me O'er lengthening scars of age and grief" As the Demon slavered foetid vows And bore His prey away In talons itching to perpetrate The nausea of eternal rape The Sorceress screaming in His grasp Spat a final curse to stain The Countess with the promise That Her lord at war would be cruelly slain And She would rot. Alone Insane. On the twisted nails of faith

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 23, 2025

Candelabra snuffed, prey - silhouette wedded Nightfall take my hand Seduce me with silky timbred limbs Grant me thy dark command Over the peaks framing tapestries Of thick forest, dusk has filled With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist Creeping like violations from the shadows to kill I am He The crowned and conquering darkness Satan robed in ecumenical filth Livid Bacchus sustained by bridal echelons of slyph "Beauty slept and angels wept For her immortal soul In this repose, all evil chose To claim her for their very own" Carpathia... "Never leave me" "How the storm it fulfills My heart, though unhealed Celestial knives ebonied And wild woods thrill Yet far fiercer still Her lustre eviscerates me" Carpathia... I rule as Master here Where feral hordes impart my temper Love sank wounded when I, betrayed Saw death etch cruelly, ...upon my lineage "Usher the spite seething Draconist And commit this world to thy ancient sovereignty" Erubescent veil descend Psalmed sunset thus portends And laid to rest, I now am blessed With this darkness... Forever more Supreme Vampiric Evil "Beauty slept and angels wept For her immortal soul In this repose, all evil chose To claim her for their very own" Carpathia... Candelabra snuffed, prey - silhouette wedded Nightfall take my hand Seduce me with silky timbred limbs Grant me thy dark command Over the peaks framing tapestries Of thick forest, dusk has filled With Lucifugous kisses enwreathed in mist Creeping like violations from the shadows to kill

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 23, 2025

I sip the blood red wine My thoughts weigh heavy With the burdens of time From knowledge drunk from The fountain of life Of chaos born out of love and the scythe The forest beckons with her nocturnal call To pull me close amidst the baying of wolves While the bindings of christ Are downtrodden with scorn In the dank, oderiferous earth We lust for the wind And the perfume of flesh To learn from the dark This is my Will. The forest whispers my name Again and again The forest whispers my name When the moon is full, we shall assemble to adore, the potent spirit of your Queen, my mother great Diana. She who fain would learn all sorcery. Yet has not won its deepest secrets, Them my mother will, teach her in truth All things as yet unknown. Come to me my pale enchantress In the moon of the woods we kiss And the horned, hidden one Is reinvoked.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025

"Hear me now, all crimes should be treasured If they bring thee pleasure somehow" Her likeness hung in the black gallery Commanding unease Demanding of Death to breathe... Elizabeth, mysterious. Cruelty brought thee orchids From the bowels of the abyss Exacting obeisance Her gaze held a seance Of spirits too trapped under glass to commune A sleeter mistress than Luna Whose threats to consume Her Met with torments giving vent to Her swoon Flat on Her back Pack-prey for the reams Of verses and curses That haunted Her dreams Ridden split-thighed By the Father of lies An ovation of wolves Blushed the skies as they writhed But Heaven is never forever She came, a spent storm From the clouds... Leaving serpents in office Inside every gate To lick righteous holes Blinding Lords to the fate Of virgins forced naked To defile on rent knees Hacked and racked backwards Menses choking their pleas "More. Whore. More. Twitching make me wet with thee Carcass rub me raw" From the bowels of the abyss

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 23, 2025

Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea A jewel more radiant than the moon Lowered her mask to me The sublimest creature the gods, full of fire Would marvel at making their queen Infusing the air with her fragrant desire And my heart reeled with grave poetry... In a pale azured dawn like ligeia reborn I tore free of my sleep-sepulchre On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn Lamented the spectre of her Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete I hungered for past overtures The curse of unrest and her ardent caress Came much more than my soul could endure... Portrait of the dead countess Fleeting, enshadowed Thou art privy to my sin Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict The cruel daylights upon my skin? Dost thou not want to worship me With crimson sacrifice So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss And weep with new-found life?

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 23, 2025

Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious night Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far seas Bled white and dead, Her true mother was fed To the ravenous wolves that the elements led From crag-jagged mountains that seemingly grew in unease Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was drawn Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm (Gilded in crests of Carpathian breed) Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new-born On that eve when the Countess' own came deformed A tragedy crept to the name Bathory "I must avert mine eyes to hymns For His gaze brings dogmas to my skin He knows that I dreamt of carnal rites With Him undead for three long nights" And under lacerations of dawn She returned Like a flame unto a deathshead With a promise to burn Secrets brooded as She rode Through the mist and marsh to where they showed Her castle walls wherein the restless Counted carrion crows She awoke from a fable to mourning Church bells wringing Her madly from sleep Tolled by a priest, self castrated and hung Like a crimson bat 'neath the belfry The biblical prattled their mantras Hexes six-tripled their fees But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen Autumns had passed And She was a widow from god and his wrath finally...

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 23, 2025