Engulfed in Desolation
A dark spirit looms amongst wretched pulpits Old, forgotten, woeful and decayed Wandering the ruined sacellum Searching, seeking for scraps to sustain Vestments once gilded, now threadbare Relics, once gleaming, their lustre dulled Dissolved in the aqua regia Stained glass panes shattered Malign spirit, thou speakest of the serpetine Worshipped and adored by this wretched cult Dwindling as they consume your poisonous sacrament The weak, the tried, the sick, the lame, the faded Beneath the vaulted, vaunted roof Rotten wood pillars devoured by worn Crumbling pages of mildewed tomes Dissolved by lepers' acrid drool Anointed in the blood and enshrined in thorns Consume from the chalice of abomination A feast of dry blood and dead flesh Abhorrent are their rites of exaltation Hands clasped, on bended knees Eyes lowered in deference "I am His servant, Him made flesh You, unworthy, bow, submit" In this slaughterhouse of love Barren words stick in their throats As dry bread with no wine Hope displaced by impotence Heed not the words of the craven To centuries of decay lie the spires No arcadia beyond the veil Revel in the spheres of absurdity For true elysium lies within...
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Chanting incantations to the void Open to me, the abyss Of dark thunderous depths Where tenebrous forms dwell The aura of death permeates As on Morpheus' wings I descend Departing flesh-like temples To drift into the netherworlds Trough gates to infinite tenebrosity To Cimmerian kingdoms Cast down into torment Engulfed by desolation In godless commune adrift In this habitat of void and darkness Where shadows breathe the essence of death I dwell in affliction as reality crumbles In eternal damnation (I am) forever abandoned to darkened realms Into eternal pain Aeturnus Cruciamentum
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Cursed in rapture On bended knee, with empty eyes And empty hearts Bound in exaltation The weak willed Dwell in decrepitude In empty kingdoms where Thrones turned to rust Demigod, of a sovereignty diminished No longer shall your tyranny prevail Arisen from ruin Falling ashes obscure the white light As we ascend To dwell in glorious depravity
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
Beneath the darkened azure Lie places of blackest sin Unsanctified they lay In abhorrent obscurity Buried by the sands of time Their secrets concealed Embellished with human debris A collection of the macabre Built of rotten flesh and bone Abominable constructs... Black masses gather Ungodly convocations Chants of doom resound Evocations of ancient evil Veins have been opened and blood Like rivers flow from sepulchral altars Of evil worship Spawn of the dark, arisen Through the vast centuries Temples — Raised unto the skies Temples — Ancient secrets revealed Temples — Tower as sceptres of doom
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026