Across the Empty Plains
Buried deep within thy self an ominous emotion is growing Sleepless nights are passing by the melancholia is feeding on depression and anxiety Time is lost in feverish dreams with your every dying breath it's evolving Thirsting to take over the remaining fragments of your spiritual existence Nesting in the depths of your soul They are screaming inside you Clawing to get out Of the captivity of flesh! Irregular heartbeats and hyperventilation As morbid sights keeps flickering before your eyes The stains of blood from your open lacerations Turns into the art of your suffering Transcendence will come through Insania Perceived as pure madness What could as well be an illuminating clarity Engulfed in darkness, but isn’t this the light you have always been searching for? To ignite the cleansing fire, to push that inner self-destruct button!
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
It lies hidden from the sun Rejecting all rays of light It swallows all forms and shapes That reaches its obscure domain Gnawing on the roots of vitality And the only thing that can escape Its grinding jaws of defiance Is the hatred to all that came to be Usurper of all bring forth the perdition to the cosmic balance The unforgiving force that lies in the outskirts of what is known Manifest in the starless sky and take upon the form of death Tear through the fabric of space and reveal the liberation from the Curse of clay! Darkness falls upon the world as the sun sets to never rise The night shall be eternal as the shunned storms through the shattered gates For thine is the vengeance and the destruction of the demiurge Its light can never penetrate the ruthless force that separates!
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
I watched the spiral of agony trickle down into a celerity of absolute horror The unknown magnitudes of anguish is my encomium to the lord of pain In the fiery pits of hell I burned until my burnt out soul was all but dead Pitch black, pitch black, pitch black and filled to the brim with despair So far, so far, so far beyond any kind of salvation Burning hatred for everything and everyone Is what makes the despair bearable I have no choice but to remain imprisoned A confinement of my own making The most, the most, the most superior of the Devils devices The mark, the mark, the mark of the doom serpent never fades I am death incarnate, a plague upon the human kind I am a manifestation of doom, a black flame, a nexus of evil I foresee the fall of man, I am a dark beacon for all damned souls I stopped looking back at the misery and what lies ahead don’t bother me no more I arose from the dead to torment this fucking world of humanity I become as a nexus of evil brought to materialize the dead The dead, the dead, the dead once they where so full of life And now, and now, and now they lie beneath the earth and sleep
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
The wind is whispering of nothingness The bleeding wounds that can never heal It speaks through all the withered trees Once so drunk on lives futility Without eyelids and mobility Without Gods or conformity The truthfulness of all your suffering For the soulless majesty And as you’re dragged across the empty plains To grind away your last mortality You see clear what never was and couldn’t be Try to repent but to what end? The sand of time will hide their last remains So tell me are you one of them? Or can you break free from those carnal chains To join the pale rider once again From afar I behold them All those who groveled and crawled All those who grasped for the clouds And yearned for something more For you who stare into the glaring sun and hope I shall remove that veil to show That nothing awaits but that gloomy void
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
The noose is hanging on the gallows-tree It is time to rejoin all those Wandering in dreaming sleep for eternity In the hall of the legends of old Inveigled by the dark lord to dream of hell Asleep upon the dead black sea of oil That made the hellfire burn with strength I watch the world...through eyes made of embers The struggle within is lost each night But there is no surrendering I climbed the walls of despair Only to find the abyss that lies beyond Alone in darkness and silence Trained to fight and to always win What a formidable foe I face The monster that is me An untamed force of pure destruction Raging inside the mind and soul A beast that never bows to none but its own will Struggling to merge to become one with me And so we ride forged as one Towards the merciless storm of anti-life And onwards to the beckoning darkness Where all the mortal sins and wickedness resides Deeds of rancor - set it all ablaze Deeds of rancor - in order to erase Deeds of rancor - they are a necessity Deeds of rancor - a nihilistic philosophy
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
Bedridden with scabs that merged with the sheets Cold sweat mixes with the desperate tears that runs to the lips so dry of thirst While tired lungs are struggling with the phlegm And eerie drowning breaths are the only sounds to be heard A lonely candle burns and the shadows dances on the wall To the silent music of sorrow that’s beginning to fill the room Loved ones at the bed side tries to bring comfort With egoistic hope that only fuels the catatonia The stench of sickness stings in their nostrils As their skin starts to ache and they shiver though there isn’t cold They are beginning to develop the first early symptoms Of a ruthless disease that in hindsight shall be considered the cure The gaping hungry graves are yearning for nourishment And the ravenous worms will soon grow fat on the decaying flesh A plague that makes the black death pale in comparison Humanity falls into the inevitable as corpses dry in the scorching sun All dignity vanish with the weakening of the limbs Why not just end it all while you still possess the strength? Or are you too proud or just fearing your pathetic God All though that none of your prayers have never been answered? Join the ones that you loved six feet underground After all it was them who gave you the meaning to go on A last breath is drawn in the blood red dawn And a sigh of relief is uttered to the cold caress of death
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
Upon a massive throne of agony Sits the true creator of pain The faith of the human kind Is decided by its whims and caprices In all the corners of the world In every beings conscience Anxiety, fear and loneliness Are their only companions in life Come closer towards the shadows Unleash your most primal instincts Take our hand let us guide you, step off that final ledge All the wonders awaits you beneath your feet We are you we are the madness That lurks within you all Begging to be free at every moment In your deepest animal mind We are what you hide from in your beds at night We are what you sedate into paralysis When you go to the nocturnal haven Where we cannot tread We are the curse of the universal order The cracks in the pillars that upholds the laws of unity We are the mirror that reveals The fatal ugliness of your inner self
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
All the wisdom withheld from the ones that sleeps awake The illusion of life is preserved in aging flesh The need to sacrifice your own sanity To be able to see through the divine obscurity No judgment will come at the end of days No one to blame and nothing to praise Give in to the lie or transcend beyond Drink the venom from the serpents tongue Plunder the sanctity of the lord And taste the nectars from the virgin whore Give in to all the filth and pain Rejoice as you fall from grace! The corruption is feasting on the minds of the vermin As the masses seeks meaning they just seal their own fate So easily led to the grave they dug for themselves In the ground they shall rot as the fallen ascend Climbing on each others backs To reach the gilded gates And behind them is just an empty promise Another form of slavery! The mushroom clouds will erect as temples around this cursed world The epiphany of doom will strike with the majestic radiance of death No more than animals you were and you died as such And I shall sit amongst your bones for a while As the ashes hides the sun for decades for to come
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
A hovering presence that has been with me through my years of living Day and night it has tried to get in contact My agonizing periods has led to enlightenment No more bliss from ignorance is a fair price to pay A rabid voice not from this world speaks through me in tongues Unveiling a deeper understanding of our confinement The adrenalin is rushing from the wrath that builds inside me A manic quest for the twisted path that I have to find Like a wolf amongst sheep I’m in this cesspool of humanity With a shallow interpretation of what really is freedom Most are all too blind to see the obvious The desire for the wilderness is what drives me onwards! A misanthropic introspective Liberated from denial With an open heart towards the abyss And no regrets of what’s left behind A misanthropic introspective Cannot restrain the hate I feel towards my kind And I’m a part in that equation The contempt is embedded in my mind! The fire burns deep within, I’ll never bend to their will!
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
At some point everything Must return to not being The decay is accelerating in all Just like the borders of space Towards the lightless vacuum That lies beyond We move to rest In the fathomless cradle of emptiness
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026