Origins of Darkness
Brazen light emerges and dissembles As the path buries the treasures and riches Wretches begging for a capture Tempting me with the end The wasteland breeds souls of many Their lifespan seems dull An empty gift is tarnished The life in me corroding Escape seems like a twisted dream I've waited for this day and while your a slumber Punishment, Surprised to be alone in a new world Degrade, anything you wish it to be Your idols will be your slaves, misery will be a king For a day, If you accept this offer! extend The fool has bought his own ticket to hell And the wretches are silent, hell wont open The Devil has tricked me Satans alight
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 22, 2026
The world is frozen from its liberty Its dull and freezing Freedoms enslaved by eternal nothingness And with the taste of abortion the denial is free I force the push of redemption The liar slowly recoils Sinful land preaching blasphemy to the liars With the scent of redemption The liar slowly recoils Dull and freezing Fear me for I am the victim of your actions, hate and poverty The love fixated, honor and regret, we leave behind the source of redemption
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026
He had the glint of madness in his eyes And silently bid us enter into the dungeon And only the path that we follow to be another And all we see that surrounds us distills inside me Into the background, Six plagues devour my being Six plagues beckoned by sin The watcher ever waiting Death becomes you I feel the stranger watching Death is now inside of you Six plagues beckoned by sin The watcher bid farewell and disappeared laughing Death becomes you A cloaked figure points towards a closed door Fate unknown, the watcher laughs Cloudy skies hide this wasted life, paradise Lying in my path
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026
The dark, waters call to him Calling out from their depths Searching for a life to take Or a void to call her home And I shudder as she scratches Be brave young man your death does you great honour For it is your blood that will keep me alive It is your blood that will keep my beauty alive And she left but not death in her wake Search not for your reflection in the eyes of death She left but not death in her wake I thought that I could bind her Deny her and abandon her But I was a fool to the evil game Dark water calls to me from the depths Sun passes, the brightest day Is dark again Your darkest day
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026
The dark, waters call to him Calling out from their depths Searching for a life to take Or a void to call her home And I shudder as she scratches Be brave young man your death does you great honour For it is your blood that will keep me alive It is your blood that will keep my beauty alive And she left but not death in her wake Search not for your reflection in the eyes of death She left but not death in her wake I thought that I could bind her Deny her and abandon her But I was a fool to the evil game Dark water calls to me from the depths Sun passes, the brightest day Is dark again Your darkest day
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026
And on the seventh day the creator made his choice From the depths the dead come to life to terrorise And nothing can come between Whats meant to be I am no different I am discouraged to reanimate Relive my darkest phase Will to reanimate I begin the progression I define myself a new reign And for days after The rain will feed the droughts Of doubt, and the soul is burdened With no fucking resolutions The soul is burdened with no fucking resolution I deny myself a new day, yesterday is shadowing I deny myself a new way, yesterday is shadowing
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026
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Black clouds surround the waking day The clutch of Beelzebub draws lifeless blood Demons surface, Rise through the smoke The ending arrives, the war has just begun Hostile, you find the antidote while I've been waiting Forever haunted The scent of evil from my dreams And as she climbs from her grave The path of ultimate doom Drawing blood from the disciple Condemned to misery Lost in abyss, faith is weaker No longer your puppet Trust is fragile to the beholder Its the key to darkness Forced and bludgeoned by the others Harm is my devotion Love wont fall between our existence The damage has been further stricken And the resentment of the world that surrounds me forever Sacred blood will feed your corpse, live again Slain and ripped apart asunder As I steal from the hand that feeds me
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026
Reason has passed and died Strengthening our very liveforce Nothingness underlies Bridges of forgiveness fail You will see the promise reside in me The rotten beast rose from the abyss And let forth a voluminous blow With a wave of his ugly hand Trapped under a Haynus curse Scripted in its victims blood He spoke to me of riches Tempted me with the gifts of murder Madness, Greed, Hatred Treasures of the sloth The blackness fell upon us Reason has passed and died Strengthening our lifeforce Nothingness underlies Bridges of forgiveness you will see You'll see the promise He spoke to me Tempted me with murder Madness and greed, Hatred The treasures of the sloth Reason has passed and died Strengthening our very lifeforce The rotten beast rose from the abyss And let forth a venomous curse
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026
A troubled man once spoke to me Of the rubble that remained "I've raised a generation here And my family have served me well But time passed as it does Reasons for my distress Something inside of me has changed Late at night from deep within the forest Screaming at me. Torments my darkest dreams" Beware your fears, They don't love you as they say I am eternal, suffer or escape This idea is insane! Am I already trapped? We must commit this deed Beware your thoughts misconceived Murder has not set you free
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026
No salvation A waste of self recognition your time is ended The hatred you preach leaves you so alone Your so alone Live your life enslaved as a weak creation born to die The purpose unknown, the knowledge lost ' Growth into something you wish you were Not failure just life been wasted Growth into something that you wish you were Not failure just life been wasted No salvation or allegiance with failure A tired devotion. Unloved forgotten wasted life Your violent carnage dwells unscathed
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026