Under a Withered Branch

Devious to those unknown He walks below the land Alluring victims to their death Perish to the sand Master of the blackened arts Living his decree Thrives amongst the Seven Gates Searching for the keys I have seen the darkened depths of Hell Sorcery beyond the witches' spell Robbed the crypts of death's eternity Killed the priest and cursed him endlessly Chants of evil incantation Fill the murky night Free the Devil's knights of Hell Unleash their growing spite Directing power forcibly The fire of Hell is cast Resurrect from crypts of death A demon from the past I have seen the darkened depths of Hell Sorcery beyond the witches' spell Robbed the crypts of Death's eternity Killed the priest and cursed him endlessly Cringe with fear Violate the unbroken seal of Hell Death will come searching for Your mere soul Still you are eager to seek your fate All that lie here are remains of death Grinding bones, screaming skulls Broken by the lapse of time Decay to powder, ashes to dust Diminishing, disintegrating Man's soul and mind Empty space tracks throughout I make my claim Darkness covers the world My kingdom, my domain

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 15, 2025

God has never been dead, nor born For his godhood would not have allowed All these filth and misery to be unleashed here. Those in disguise as holy men Let others suffer and thirst for death Rather than paying such pain for survival, In order to fulfil their own twisted desires. With conscience buried in oblivion, They apatheosize themselves and smile Obscene, ugly and abominable. I am dying to scream out My distress they would not hear at all, This painful feeling of helplessness. As the plague defeats the sunlight, The perfume of death still spreads out, All over the once sacred land, Just not sensible ever. And there echoes another bloody wail far beyond. Wish it were a nightmare, yet hopeless, And the reality could neither be worse or better. The rueful deceased have yet to find their shelter.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

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Through the mist that reigns, I see you weeping and reflected. Even my mortal scream for redemption Could not unleas myself And this suffocating yoke of painful memories Has yet to be cast off, but so powerless am I. I see you and you see me, Embraced by grief and anguish, And I still feel your heart beating, Perhaps bleeding. Let all my tears stream down so when they have dried out I shall not suffer this penitence any longer. Stream and shatter.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

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