Séance

In mysterious ways, your soul sinks down, as eerie constellations, told of it before. This time you cannot hide! A maelstrom of inhuman fears, and the only way goes down... Gone are days of phantasmagoria, welcome to the necromantic gallery. Where nightmares become so real, and souls are stigmatized, with the sign of impurity. Desolation all around, welcome to the promised land. Where no single beam of light, ever touched the ground. Life eternal, in a traumatic fade. Believe me, this is not a dream. These dead eyes, you are gazing at are yours! Call it Heaven, call it Hell! This is where, the restless dwell... Misshapen silhouettes so awake, black faces and only shades of grey. Distorted incantations, and prayers for aeons unheard, in wastelands of delusion.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

To the ruins of Utopia, once again. Subteranean elegy, anthems from beyond the grave. The elements in change, everything is lost. Bound onto the Aevum, the empty space my host. Bemoan the loss of life, but the end just stays the same. For this pathetic path I walk, awaits you all one single day. The aftermath of death, the loss of body and soul. Life, the epitome of affliction. Nihil Ex Nihilo! Life without end? Postmortem empiricism, the only thing that remains. Life is pain! But death betrayed me, just the same. Life is pain! But death betrayed me, just the same. Postmortem empiricism, the only thing that remains. A life in pain, but death led me astray. 13 candles on my grave, but the memory is gone. 13 candles flickering, in the distance. The emptiness melts with my soul! Death is just a different path, but the pictures stay the same. To the ruins of Utopia, once again. Subteranean elegy, anthems from beyond the grave. The elements in change, everything is lost. Bound onto the Aevum, the empty space my host.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

De profundis clamavi ad te domine. Domine ex ordi vocem meam. Tianc auris ture e intendentis. In vocem deprecationes meae. Requiem aeternam dona eis domine. Et lux perpetua luceat deis. Requiescant in pace. Grotesque visions of paradise, death bells chime for my soul's demise. Sharing eternity with the parasites, all alone with my cries. Alone... Sharing eternity, with the parasites. Embedded in silk my corpse, enshrouded in silence my soul. Is this your God's paradise? Thought death may heal the wounds, but nothing can ease the pain. As I linger in my casket, dreaming of death's domain.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Life: capitulation. Death: salvation. Welcome to the nightmare 24/7. Numb reflections, of a dying mind. The will to exist, long before declined. Thus I've left, this mass grave earth behind. When everything seems so trivial, I take a look at you. Children of scorn, when souls search for their haven. Your dreams become the portal! Beyond the corridors of thoughts, I languish downcast, somehow dying, laughing. Beyond the subconscious realms, of the beyond I linger. Once mourned, now forgotten! Life: capitulation. Death: disconsolation. Sleep, my child! And the dead may follow... Whenever I thought, "there's a light below!". The night became darker, than ever before. While you sleep, the dead whisper a lullaby. Deeper into the night I go, suicide was the key. For sure this must be, the way to Hell. While they sleep, I whisper a lullaby. Suicide was the key! For sure this must be, the way to Hell.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

The innocent skies torn asunder, again the clock strikes 12. Open the channel to your mind, I am the voice of egoism. The icon of arrogance! It's the Devil inside of me, a celestial apostasy. I am the one fallen from grace, now unleash sadistic retribution. Reminiscence of chaos now revealed, a spiritual vacuum can't be broken. Angstridden souls can be dejected, until there's nothing left of it. It's the Devil inside of me! Every night, a part of you is dying. Paranormal obsession, this is the art of taking lives. Every night, your soul is crying. Paranormal oppression, this it the way of sardonic tyranny. It's the Devil inside of me, a celestial apostasy. I am the one fallen from grace, now unleash the fucking retribution. Reminiscence of chaos now revealed, a spiritual vacuum can't be broken. Angstridden souls can be dejected, until there's nothing left of it.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

I am the phenomenon, I am the light. I am the dark, I am the complex. I am real! Face my shadow on the walls! a phantom of despite, the 4th dimension terror. I am the one, I am the one denied. I am the one, the one denied. I am the one denied! I am the nightmare, knockin' on your door. Cursed for aeons, Death's disciple. I am the eerie cold, touchin' your skin. Cursed for aeons, life's denial. I am the eerie cold! I am the phenomenon, from beyond. I am the light, leading your through the dark. I am the dark, leading you astray. I am the complex voice, inside your head. Have you ever wondered, why all this has got to be? Have you ever wondered, why you shiver at night? Have you ever wondered, why the invisible makes you afraid? This is when our worlds collide, this is when I crush your soul. This is when souls can't rest at night, this is insanity incarnated.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Submissions of the 4th dimension machinery, key to my soul's tranquility. Archetype of my ascendancy, relinquish evanescent structures of humanity. Shapeless, into a darkened spiral I fade. The ignorance of man, my masquerade. Metamorphosis of a stillborn creation, opened wide my soul for spiritual illumination. I am the secret, isolated in worlds beyond. I am the horror, the art of demand. Flesh, the quintessence of vanity. Spirit, the ultimate evolution of sanity. Flesh, the quintessence of vanity. Spirit, the ultimate evolution of sanity. Metamorphosis, of a stillborn creation, opened wide my soul, for spiritual illumination. I am the secret, isolated in worlds beyond I am the horror, the art of demand.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

All my life I searched for thee, to make me feel complete. But only bitterness spoke to me, in a language I had to learn, throughout the years. All my life, I was wandering through the dark, without any spark of hope. Never knew where I belonged, weary of life and jaded. It was just too late to turn around. All my life I felt alone, no matter where I've gone. There's never a place, for someone else, in the portrait, of a lifeless soul. All my life I searched for death, to make me feel alive. Now as he came for me, I've realized that I was, just too blind too see. There's never a place, for someone else! In death I search again for thee, to erase this painful memory. These words of disconsolation, for they shall be my legacy.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

I drown for too long, I felt the winter's breath. The rain keeps falling, down into my soul. Thorns cover my grave, they hurt within me! I wonder how death, shall be eternal sleep, when I cannot close my eyes. I wonder how death, shall ever set me free. When there's even in this darkness, no place for us to be. Wish I could kill myself again, the spectral lights would fade away. And I... A thousand voices in my mind, a thousand empty faces starring at me. A thousand lies I can't forget, and one single life... A thousand lies I can't forget, and one single life I do regret. The only thing left of me, an aura cold and blue. As the Banshees embrace me, embrace me with a sigh. I do regret! I am gone! The autumn's song, is guiding me. With the sound, of the weeping rain, I fall asleep. And the thorns, that cover my grave? They hurt no more! I wonder how death, shall be eternal sleep, when I cannot close my eyes. I wonder how death, shall ever set me free. When there's even in this darkness, no place for us to be. The only thing left of me, an aura cold and blue. As the Banshees embrace me, embrace me with a sigh.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025