Si monumentum requires, circumspice

Omnis humana cogitatio in fundamentis putrefactionis conditur, quam ecclesia Domini nostri ei praeposuit. Lungs filled with embers and regurgitating boiling blood I say Praise the Lord, praise, O servants of the Lord...We will sing a new song to thee, O God: a psaltery of thirteen Stations, may scoria bury Eden and blind the light of hope...

Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 09, 2025

O Satan, I acknowledge you as the Great Destroyer of the Universe. All that has been created you will corrupt and destroy. Exercise upon me all your rights. I spit on Christ's redemption and to it I shall renounce. My life is yours Lord, let me be your herald and executioner. My actions shall lead other hearts away from salvation All shall acknowledge Your sacred royalty and crawl in terrified devotion. Where is the book of truth, or the inheritance that'd enlighten me? No voice shall answer to my probe and throbbing prayers... But certainty and madness write in ashen letters Seest thou how faith wrought with his works And by works was faith made perfect? And he that keepeth his commandments dwelleth in him, and He in him. And hereby we know that He abideth in us, by the Spirit which He hath given us. "The essence of Revelation lies in the fact that it is the direct speech of god to man"

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 09, 2025

They burst my veins to pieces, these wan rats inside With their jaws so contagious of a disease As if it dropped like pus from the twelve wings of Sammael The primeval light inside, gift of god and the holy spirit It bleeds, so swollen by the bubo of this pest divine The least traces of the consolation of Eden Were consumed by this heinous blessing in ashes. Sola Fide. Sola Deo Infernali Gloria. Verily I say unto you, there is none righteous enough to resist, no, not one.... For your hands are defiled with blood, and your fingers with iniquity; Your lips have spoken lies, your tongue has muttered perversity. The heart of a lost angel is in the earth, the immaculate is abased... forevermore. Sola Fide. Sola Deo Infernali Gloria. Neither stormful convulsions nor an apex of light shall break the yoke For he that keepeth His commandments dwelleth in him, and He in him. And hereby we know that He abideth in us, by the Spirit which He hath given us Some rejoice of the children's innocence and smiles Others of their shameful defloration by the ministers of Christ, swollen by arrogance and lust Jesus spoke words of wisdom: "Let the children come to me" What's more enthralling indeed than ruining through them the genesis of life itself? Dive deep into the blue eyes of the newborn and thou shalt get a glance of heaven When this dive reveals despair, hideous ruins and the glory of Hell The serving sons of disobedience proclaim Vengeance belongeth unto Him... Sola Fide. Sola Deo Infernali Gloria. Of how much sorer punishment, suppose ye, shall he be thought worthy, who hath trodden under foot the Son of God, and hath counted the blood of the covenant? Faith and devotion shall be the stones to the temple Fanaticism and intransigence ignite the flaming crown of malign essence That is Your host, Lord, and our burden. Hosanna! Fanaticism and intransigence ignite the flaming crown of malign essence That is Your host, Lord, and our burden. Hosanna! "The essence of Revelation lies in the fact that it is the direct speech of god to man" Sola Fide. Sola Deo Infernali Gloria. Seest thou how faith wrought with his works And by works was faith made perfect? Sola Fide. Sola Deo Infernali Gloria. My god and lord of this earth, you shall henceforth be the sole object of my thoughts. Sola Fide. Sola Deo Infernali Gloria. Wilt thou know, O vain man, that faith without works is dead?

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 09, 2025

Oh Satan, you're the God before whom I stand Live your life in me, See how I erase my name from the lamb's book of life And reject the benefit of the holy wounds I will walk before thee, lord, in the land of the living For you teacheth my hands to war and my fingers to fight And sow seeds that do not proceed of the natural order They shall grow to columns of the holy lair That which harbours the dragon with seven heads. Ita est putrefactio Dei similes, sive materialis substantia spiritus Domini in orbe terrarum. How long will ye halt between two opinions? Realise! That your body is the temple of the living God! Thou shalt open my lippes, (O Lorde) my mouthe shal shewe thy prayse. Ita est putrefactio Dei similes, sive materialis substantia spiritus Domini in orbe terrarum

Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 09, 2025

Stare wide-eyed at this dense pitch boiling by the art divine Amniotic liquid of another kind That flesh and blood can not inherit the kingdom of god Behold the transformation, servant Incise and devour your tongue for all men are liars Gnaw at the saintly visage of your beloved Receive a rapturous communion of flesh and skin And do not cease until you swallowed her nose host-alike Do not cease until the Baptist collects Three quintessential drops, progeny of that torment, And anoints you thrice ... and anoints you thrice... and anoints you thrice... Like a malignant tumour and sudden growth of cancer divine A rebirth in putrefaction irreversible, corruption does not inherit uncorruption Blessed are the dead whiche dye in the Lorde Say it loud the ultimate paradigm: Blessed are the dead whiche dye in the Lorde The sting of death is sin and the strength of sin is the law The law of man is His presence and dominion... We will submit ourselves unto Him And henceforth walk in His ways And immolate on thine altar the spirit of individuality As thou, Lord, desireth sacrifices and obedience What rewarde shall I geve unto the lorde, for al the benefites that he hath doen unto me? We will submit ourselves unto Him And henceforth walk in His ways And immolate on thine altar the spirit of individuality As thou, Lord, desireth sacrifices and obedience We grant you all human love, kiss the burden that crushes our bones And yell ecstatically at the spectacle of your abominations What rewarde shall I geve unto the lorde, for al the benefites that he hath doen unto me?

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 09, 2025

Hearken, thou, until I relate things that shall come to pass in latter ages of the world, for we are the seeds of the triumph yet to come... Only a few, in the multitudes upon earth, shall be aware of what they do, but all will court the assassination of Christ's redemption, again and again... Their apparent choice of the cross against the serpent Hides nothing, from north to south, but a call for chastisement The sins of men will stink more than a pestilence before God... What a balm for the soul of those who respire hellfire To witness Abraham sacrifice his firstborn. Amen! Contemplate and say, what is earth, else than a frenetic psalmody for His venue? Arise O Lord. Let not man prevail... visionary words indeed For man is the key and man is the device And out of his ranks shall arise the saviour draped in the blood of the unborn Scriptures say "We do not think him to be the devil or a demon as some others do but one of mankind in whom Satan shall dwell totally... for he is the man of sin, the son of perdition, such that he will seat himself in the Temple as if he were God" Woe to thee Corozain... woe to thee Bethsaida... and thou Capharnaum that art exalted up to heaven, thou shalt be thrust down to hell... For he will grow from child to man and extirpate souls in a devilish whirl from your cursed bosom. Fraught voices rise to the sky and beseech god to avert the incarnation But mankind was the prism to the quintessence of corruption Contemplate and say, what is earth, else than a frenetic psalmody for His venue? What joy and glory shouts he who bears the mark of the Beast Consumed and eaten have been the abundant abortions of mankind, but now, none of them, humans, shall remain but what birds could not carry off in their claws!

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 09, 2025

Ere thou enter farther in such mysteries, comprehend: The secret of the Lord is for those who fear Him and He will make them know His covenant. Amen. Cursed is he that removeth awaye the marke of hys master to please men and not to serve in secrecy. Amen. Blessed is he that maketh the blinde to goe oute of hys waye. Amen. Cursed is he that putteth his truste in man, and taketh manne for his defence, and in his harte goeth from the Lorde. The lord prevails. Amen. Blessed is he that taketh rewarde to slea the soule of innocent bloude. Amen. Blessed is he that murders Christ in himself and in his fellow men. Amen.

Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 09, 2025

Side A: 1 - First Prayer 2 - Sola Fide I 3 - Sola Fide II Side B: 1 - Second Prayer 2 - Blessed are the Dead Whiche Dye in the Lorde 3 - Hétoimasia

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 09, 2025

"-Let them praise thy great and terrible name; for it is holy." Psalm 99:3 Let them praise thy great and terrible name; For it is holy Odium Oh Merciless Hatred; Spare nothing, spare no one Oppressive heat, intense flavour From the pupil of the one-eyed mongrel to the distant depths of the Macrocosm We are all waiting for the releasing hour Praise the God of our salvation; Hosts on high, His power proclaim Odium Oh Merciless Hatred; Burn the Me in me And thus every cell of humanity May the essence of impurity redeem my soul Unleashed hatred be my salvation and thy ghoul Worship, honour, glory, blessing Odium, we offer unto Thee Young and old, Thy praise expressing In glad homage bend the knee All demons in hell adore Thee; We would bow before Thy throne As His angels serve before Thee So on earth Thy will be done Wherefore He also hath highly exalted it, and given it a name Which is above every name: That at the name of Odium every knee should bow, of things in Heaven, and thing in earth, and things under the earth; And that every tongue should confess that Odium is Lord, to the Glory of Satan our Master

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026

From the Thirteen Apostles men Pregnant nymphets hast they become Defiled with divine faeces; Despicable rot, tortured flesh Those eyes have witnessed Organic procreation, mind-intromission; There comes the salvation Pubescent vaginas obstructed with the redeemer's holy essence Humanity reduced to its supreme worthlessness; Children under His will, Ethic fulfilled Those eyes were deceived Little children, praise the Lord Praise ye the Lord! This is the day which He hath made; All will rejoice and be glad in it Born with the ability of begetting Only but One gift were she granted To excrete a new humanity unwanted Reluctantly she - woman - loves the god of a creation within Those eyes have binned Praise the Lord in His benevolence For the disadvantage and their simplicity Rape, incest, and insouciance Of a magnificent power of unforeseen despondency Those eyes lied zealously Praise Him for His blessed act Praise ye the Lord! This is the day which He hath made; All will rejoice and be glad in it Innocence sacrificed and heaven denied Iniquity divine - no repentance - over mankind Mind-raped, self-devoured, empty god-eyed Transgression coercive, Redemption never to be found Those eyes were blind Under the altar of cannibalism Man hast (thou) confessed the spiritual schism And without pride mourned the loss of freedom Our blessed Lord have condemned you to martyrdom Those eyes saw wisdom Praise the Lord, for He is glorious; Praise ye the Lord! This is the day which He hath made; All will rejoice and be glad in it Inter spem et metum Inter spem et metum Inter spem et metum Inter spem et metum Inter spem et metum Inter spem et metum Let everything that hath breath praise the Lord Praise ye the Lord

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026

Below the lid of a vast rounded monument Trickling of gristly vestiges and whacked hopes Enhanced by the horrible excess of fetid exhalation And uterine strangulation by the wreaths Of the herds astray, arid in despair, blessed With dilated flakes of fire, slowly wafting down... Say, what does a maternal heart feel when merely Vinegar stills your child's thirst? You'd implore to harbour his torment in your chest... To make his burden yours, but... Sacrilege! Who are you, harlot, to interfere with His emerald will When even your glance should never leave the soil? There resides the fusion, there is the nucleus Angel prick and holy semen, And a woman genuflecting an aroused beast of burden alike Seduced by the father and seducing the son There resides the fusion, there is the nucleus A phallic communion that sanctifies interior wastelands He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption Carnal malefactor, rub your sterile wriggling womb With a candle in reverential contemplation And give voluptuous harbour to vile insects He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption The scorpion shall open the book of Salomon for you to see And the snake slither out of the lips that delivered once The redeemer of man, born out of shameful maternity... He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption The lactiferous Beast subjugated reason to appetite Praised be human nature, ciborium of shame and waste, For bathing in decline a redeemer moisty of semen so contemptible There resides the fusion, there is the nucleus Angel prick and holy semen, And a woman genuflecting an aroused beast of burden alike Seduced by the father and seducing the son There resides the fusion, there is the nucleus A phallic communion that sanctifies interior wastelands When a woman is knead by the claws of fowls attracted By seminal odours no longer hidden by dignity And purified by their beaks rummaging her swollen vagina When laments alter into praises despite holy duty and menacing perdition Seers can say that his birth does death subdue no more His birth does death subdue not, for my God proceeds of failed humility... O Master, the eastern pillar of your domination is the organic fallibility.

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 09, 2025

Come to Him in belief, accept truth as lies and lies as truth Does the first candle burn or is it ashen cold? Grace or Damnation? Come to Him in belief, and see not the secret of Heaven But of earth; a prodigy of great magnitude Drink the Devil's Blood Holy essence that consumes even the stars Drink the Devil's Blood Drink and become the poison of earth and man Drink the Devil's Blood and become One of His million hands; One of His million eyes One of His million brains shining with utmost devotion A molecule of The One with many faces While of thy soul remains but ashes cold... This funeral bell and its sacred sound Haunting always and no more peace Nor redemption, but moribund ecstasy... And the glory to serve as one among many Drink the Devil's Blood: Necessitas medii Drink the Devil's Blood: Necessitas praecepti Holy essence that consumes even the stars Drink the Devil's Blood Drink and become the poison of earth and man Drink the Devil's Blood and become One of His million hands; One of His million eyes One of His million brains shining with utmost devotion A molecule of The One with many faces While of thy soul remains but ashes cold...

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026

Dei nostri templum terrarum orbus est.

Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 09, 2025