Wrong Life Philosophy
We've rushed in; in blood's sweet taste And in smoking wounds of the skies The flags with indifferent arms were flashing And the hysterical prophesies of The Koran Were cited by some mad unchristian ......I've slashed him while reading Our Father...... Then I looked round; among the living In misty light The dead were marching And in their empty eye-sockets The triumph of the dumb was gleaming And finally they did arise and had their revenge The sparkle of steel When the crooked blade meets the Teutonic sword The shields all cut in pieces you feel the foam at your mouth The image of the sun becomes obscure in thick black smoke “Oh look at them who call themselves the soldiers of the Christ!” - exclaimed the hermit turning pale* Then some battle-axe had smashed his scull And some grey-haired creature was riding through The battle's clash and moan... and pain* The troll it seemed to be The one from fairy-tales and nightmares And he was galloping in the light of fires I stepped back to the wall; and vomited on corpses and on Bloody lakes* But then again I saddled up Calm madness did entwine me Somebody hit me in the heat of passion and to the ground I fell And in the furious and violent fire My mind has found the eternal peace And so I had this awful dream: I saw that I was carrying some human flesh to the Savior's Cross While blood was dripping on the foreign land of Palestine And there where these red drops had fallen the tangerines did grow. I looked at the Savior's gloomy face I knew He felt some pain His blood did frighten and oppress me And then He said "It wasn't I who asked you To spill the blood of men, to settle this bloody score with them...” Why did we give our lives in the golden sands? Why did we kill, rape and slaughter? Why did we bring in this city? The Biblical Bloody Testimonies. Infamous is our crusade. A bit of evil we tasted We've brought in the hellish goat in town God isn't in icons, God isn't in churches But in strange talks and burning candles God vanishes in the bloody war... He keeps on living in the troublesome dream...
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Blood has thickened on my hands It's an omen Satan's army filled the sky Somewhere the ears are reaped... The ears of indifferent darkness The whole world it will devour Triumphant it is The group of imps suck blood with vampire lust The earth, it's bloodless victim Slowly kisses the ground Wrapped in a web Satan is weaving with his needles A landscape of chilled dust The dirty block is towering over it Scorching in eternal fire... There our souls burn to the ground Turning into cold snow The ferocious volley of Lucifer's guns Stiffens our last days with cold. The impetuous wind Scatter our ashes about the land Every evening The snow is weeping and our world is drowning in dark When the Earth was enfolded in darkness The black cobra of retribution was rushing about in the skies The bloody dusk was glowing, the Earth did feel it well When the sleepy town was kissed so hot with the fire of Hell There are abandoned graves where cities used to be Church crosses are covered with adust blood The power of Evil over the world rises to the skies And the beast eats it's prey entrapped but still alive
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
...Who'll drink the holy water of truth? Who'll save me with the power of faith? Who's mocking at my fate? The one, who saves me!.. He's watching us from the height of his greatness But never notices the mortals By fires the night is illuminated like day And we don't know that He knows us ...And our death is nothing but another step to immortality Only the Black Angel will weep for us Only Lucifer will tell about us My sword - a razor blade My knots - the branching veins My time is righteousness of battle In the space barred with walls The sun is blossoming above the skies And writing letters with the clouds of spheres These letters they are filled with tears and laughter With pain and torment The wicked dreams generated by boredom The understanding of death saves When the fear of life devours me And the insularity of space disappears When my sword splits these branches I feel the power of the insight - when he saves me All my doubts will vanish - when he puts an end to my existence When suffocation comes Deceptive phrases emptiness When you feel the indifference The mask of the face When you yield to temptation And you fall down from mountains' high You’re hearing the bitter truth Betraying your dreams forever My heart burns no longer... ...My past is nothing but vanity... Do shine the stars, the rulers' tears! Oh, Satan has mercy upon us! In the hands of fate We crumble like clay At the dreams, at the rage, at the fury, at the wrath My mind is laughing, my flesh is outwitted Do shine the stars, like gold In your desire to crash my consciousness! ... Who'll save me with the power of faith? The one, who saves... Extinguish the hopelessness of life The one, who saves... When suffocation comes Deceptive phrases emptiness That's when I realize The happy ending of death
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
My burnt eye looks into emptiness The ptomain lump in my throat In darkness I won't find the thread of time And people's looks they stab like a knife A ruthless town, a smothering crypt The music of streets like a glass of filth I suffocate, I'm tortured and blind But I won't break though I'm so tired My soul with me shall remain You want to destroy it but in vain I'm nothing here I'm stranger here Like this forever it will be The filthy town's grey shade Devour my flesh, won't take my name I crave for where is the end of day Where the smoky wood sleeps under the star haze The Night wearing a wolf-tail necklace Silently treads on the blue ice The glowing moss is in bloom again Caressing the star with opalescent light Witch's eye on the smoldering skin of Earth In sparkling ashes, in thicken blood In the grin mouth of burnt skies The silver inverted cross rise Blood awakes the dead Giving to them the new youth Chained eternity walking the world, seeking the truth The church is unable to heal the pain Won't destroy the fear; with blood will asperse The new-born Dark The howl of hungry wolves, the cry of tortured bird Them I add to the pages of long ago, the words which will never be heard.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
My honour, my love, my virginity, them I leave for the past I leave my kindness and my faith for the sake of Darkness, Blood and Wine In the brazier's fire I purify with blood dripping from the blade I'm no guest here everyone's my equal and all of them Deserving the black wreath I choose lust, evil and rage; with hatred I shall fill my flesh In my yearning to end my life never will I see my old age I will be lonely in my grave while worms will part my flesh from bones Unaware of soul immortality they were born from the handful of ground Thrown on my coffin I will be lonely in my grave and promise to this flavored ground This weeps under the shovel’s stabs The gift of silence The fragrance of heavenly gardens There's nothing more I need The dark beyond the grave, the heat of hellish fire Such death the dearest one for me I'm ready to be doomed and cursed But when my final hour comes To meet the black-winged one I'll feel the pity that I couldn't save myself But perhaps I will have last second to enjoy the fading light Follow me into the darkness and beyond Entrust yourself to me and feel the pain And shoot your arrows into NOTHINGNESS While swallowing the bitterness of tears Please make no barriers on the eternal way Here love and hate forever are entwined In the depths of boundless abyss The human being faded away in its misery Hyenas ransacking in darkness, snakes twisting in grass You see the light deep inside There, in the pool of the Moon the vault of Heaven is hiding These blurred dreams... The wood... In silence do close your eyes The Death thunderstorm will sing for you through the darkness.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Every story has its life and its filth Quarrels after sleeping around, fake love Aggression, cruelty to one's neighbour Killings, violence, blood Pray to gods if you like Listen to their speeches if you wish Stay silent and believe in what you want Shut the door if you feel like it The door that leads to lies and darkness... Go all out if you want Bear your Cross if you like Live in silence if you wish Turn the demons out of your body Fire is rear seen here Beyond the clouds Humans, abstractions and creatures Are moving to eternal Chaos You may not trust me Believe in rainy days You can drop off in dream Believe in vainness of razors You may not be holy Believe in weariness of battles But don't be hollow. Go forward if you like Your soul won't fade away Something they will reap Those who sowed their toil With this faith in your hands Run through darkness and fear Through thistle and mud... Just don't fall!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Fancy that you are a mirror The world of reflections is your interior The distances of living half-measures The play of the ghostly premieres An eye of the multivariate caves Your body is distorted mirror In your wish to find some common sense It has devoured itself in an attempt to know the world Wake up, look at the reality Made of mirror-like fibers You'll see the distance of the matter The mystery of open windows You'll see your look and realize its meaning You'll repeat all your movements You'll reflect your mind and hear the thought Shivering in the snare of doubt. Disfigured by consciousness Devoured by existence Your new body Will become an attention itself The Chaos has perceived the stir of the soul The world has touched you The reflections are disfigured Everywhere the plane is distorted The form of reflections is distorted Only finding some sense In the new sphere of knowledge You'll know yourself! Distorted mirror of the universe! A dream and reality in one Don't look at it It is fake, the disfigured law.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
You drink my love from the cup of life With every drop my blood flows down The dance and flicker of the candlelight Your look does promise me some carnal pleasures Your hands, they offer nothing but winter's cold Your lips bring misery and death ...And arrows of your words keep stinging me We are alone here. The snowstorm is raging outside my window Moran is wandering about the empty streets But this cold and evil night Gives no quarter to virgin loving hearts Forget about your home, your friends and everything That sees the light of day* Do welcome darkness in your soul And see the sorrow, sadness, the even stride of death Oh do forget all other maidens as I'll lay down for you... You promise but next moment I'm deprived of it again And weeps with wax the fragile candle And with its tears my will does fade away ...Oh, come to me. And give me all your blood Do give me all your doubts. Your freedom and your dreams... There's nothing that I feel now but coldness of your lips And in my heart you stab the needle of your touch The pentagram of a five-point star will go out In ice-hole falls my corpse. Your tender, sensual body will take its energy And still you're singing: This night, my gift to you And let me drown in your embrace Your kiss is sweet and dear to me The sweetness of his blood Caress me, pull yourself to me Let me feel the pleasure of the orgasm Love me with your servants' bodies Let my body tremble in spasms Of closed legs And these lips will give birth to a scream Oh, night, I'm your faithful bride Your daughter and your lover The darkness will dwell here The light is left for saints So she did sing. And tender were the notes Born in nocturnal symphony The snowstorm covered everything with shroud The moon's disk shimmered so heavenly depraved.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Yes, I’m sinful These days I would prefer to candles in the church Meridians of love They mark my world so black- and- white My face is stoned with arrogance I won’t accept defeat But only before Lord Will I kneel reluctantly… And bitter impudence will flash The eyes of this lustful Madonna And the Angel sighs in grief And boldly says: “The guilt is yours!” Yes, I’m guilty…in the way I lived The sanctity was never mine Yes, I’m guilty… Yet I was so evil Merciless to myself at times The prayer was my rear friend I did so not to cleanse my soul And not to God but Men I wish to bring my flash And in the fire of Hell I walk with no fear in my eyes! But even there in Satan’s lair I will not cry but smile! You are not to judge me for I don’t want to be what I’m not I’m not the saint…But still… My death… Oh Christ…Oh Satan… You’re shouting: “Chimera! How dear you think of God?” And what are your God and Faith? The crosses on your necks and tombs? Yes, I’m sinful These days I would prefer to candles in the church Meridians of love They mark my world so black- and- white Yet everything is ready for us There… Why should I beg for mercy? For I won’t be judged by you’re… And equally I will not kneel before your!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026