Mystique Sorcery / Obnoxious Path to Immortality
As, the lightning strikes A curse will bind, you to suffer Hanged, in the crypt Now you will drip, out of blood Disemboweled, in this sacred filthy crypt By the ghastly ghouls of death, you will live until the sorcery is finished And now, your soul is ripped From your carcass, your journey to beyond begins Eyes carved out of head Subjugated and dismissed Your body is an altar to the dead And your legs Are melting in the crypt Only torso and head remains You will suffer until you run out of breath Dead Yet you live Magic of the dead So cryptic Disemboweled and hanged in the crypt Now you will drip, out of blood Bleed for the Chalice of the carnage Now, suffer Until your body Dies Bleed to the Potion of death So you’ll be Finished with The sorcery Now you will Die
Submitted by NecroLord — Jul 16, 2026
On the path To unholy land Where the dead are woken Obnoxious thoughts Pierce through the human skull As the gateway opens Chosen to be The man of eternity A servant to the underworld Now you feel All the atrocity Of all whom have seen…Death Guardian of the unearthly realm The place of horror, evil and dread Constant pain, caused by all the dead Your evilness spews from their pain Fueled by hate and suffering Your soul is doomed to serve their pain Atlast you’ve reach your destiny The obnoxious path to immortality They bow to you Before they die You are the one who moves them to dark You have the keys to the underworld You are in charge of their doom Fueled by hate and suffering Your soul is doomed to serve their pain Atlast you’ve reach your destiny The obnoxious path to immortality All the souls will be Lost in the obscurity Drifting in another realm Realm of putridity Dimension of the dead Obnoxious Path To Immortality
Submitted by NecroLord — Jul 16, 2026