Apocalypse of the Damned
Bloody shreds of remembrance Voice left behind wall of silence Pain stayed in nest grain of hatred Mower assembled crops from fields Hear crying of woman kneeling in humility Over clothen coffin of her dreams Shadows dance in fire burning of heap Flame embraced foot of pagan god on the wall Which already forgot about human fears With god of haughtiness and faith in butterflies In eucharist of nonentity Drinking our souls Wanderer did not mentioned Where ages spin Already won't flutter In the odorous wind With meadow and cemetery Of forgotten gods Flitted by silently between avenues On pavement of words wrapped with tears Satan Lowered head under duty of faith Because lost on the earth Old good custom.
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Pain in my head Emptiness in my soul I'm walking carefully Guiding my body by touch Like a blind man I'm listening with attention I destroy the whiteness Pain in my head Darkness ... Entraps , Extends To the strong suffering Mad shadows dance I disappear slowly I get lost in gloom On the wind of forgiveness The parts of my skin are flapping I'm bleeding like a fool man I delude myself about an idea That i'm alive The death dosen't come I'm looking down , My body in blood I'm looking down , The rest all around I'm screaming in madness, My blood dries in the sun I'm screaming in madness, Observing my death in silence
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
With overgrown moss faces Wry in grotesque smile Conscious newcomers from confusion Traped in iron of sadists Carrying in gift pain and fear Death unveiling in the twinkling of an eye Three forgotten masters From three different sides of world Sewed up eyelids on the face of Christ Look on armies of the privileged Settled on heavy wings Of cruel blacks Bloody madness of cutted throats Absurdity of dying without shadow Of consciousness In abyss of degradation Creatures have borned With appetite on the neverending Apocalypse of the damned Only guilty of mistake Cruel rulers of toys which create feelings Madness of one king creates demons Immortal jealousy of vindictive gods To hear singing of fallen ANGEL Dance of faithfuls on gallows In day of marriage of darkness Swelling pregnant shadows.
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Sleeping nightmares Sleeping dreams I'm going on blasphemy way My enormous desires My only one destiny Dull smell of perspiration Makes awake from the dead By strange sight I need to differentiate the shapes The blood flows down the edge Like a deadauthor I feel the bowels on my hands A poet of dead words I'll rise up my head I'll feel life full power Which flows slowly It's my thorn in his crown I'm hiding in darkness Alone in an abyss of pain Broken by the nails of fear I curse my creator The blood flows down the edge Like an eternal fire I create the fear by my face A sculptor of dead bodies When an art is a cult of death A saviour of suffering An exiting smell of fear An anxiety of miserable life A sweet smell of blood Soils my body By trembling tongue I try to lick its drops
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Deceived with altar of nearness You didn't give me these words Even when you are choked With moist breath of life. Dimmed shadows on the wall Screams of children creates vault On a plate of dirty passions I rend your rotten soul. Blade washed with tears of death Conceals in abyss of breath. Mother why do you sadden me So lasting in deadly silence Once upon a time When burning crosses stood up In misty amusement grounds of mankind Swaddle of lies With dreams filled blood Flowed in brain of christ Sensitive hatred Will permit to whisper wish Of immortal sufferings Madness wanting love With fog soaked look Fools lasting in slavery With decision faded thoughts As puppet decays creation
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Blood flows slowly Dirty with deadly curse Power of civilization Life raped by terror Flower's value of death Anthrax clad in crown Thirty poisoned treasurers Dancing in thoughts of the devil Full with cadaverous white room Waves of hospital bedding Cover cooling corpse Pieces of soul fly away Freedom ! Rotten in several moments Suffering, Deep experiences For laws their holy wars Today... I'm Dying along Many years of life For empty ideals faithful For flags burning in the wind For tolerance of ignorance Two gorgeous dragons Two warriors of darkness Charred gas chamber of castle Fire lights up my mind Master of beast hidden in grave Of human faith in demons From abyss of creations Cursing blood of life
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Beautiful redness of flowers Smells like passing life Silence doesn't tinkle Of sound of fast steps Only ANGELS are waiting Hidden somewhere in the dark Churches Of Hypocrisy Wonderful blackness of velvet Importunate candle lights Are deforming malicious Ironic priests faces Shadow mixed with light Conscience loose their thorns Doubts poor existence Instead of pleasure of life Scarlet of false clothes Hiding filth of existence Born life by rustle After that there are creeping Wormsfat and humid Still want the blood Purple of lies Monuments of forgiveness Masks perfectly chosen Gloom of eternal lies Shadow mixed with light Last brightness I'm last which did not forget
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
I pray of this was a dream Last run away faith in pain Skin decays on my hands I don't have tears to blowing This embers You sentence evil and good Your face looks from abyss With paternal Love you made That I Had A Rest. You dry now my naked bones Melt nails in grotesque examples Write in to my corpse words Take from troupe this cup. Sweet wind smells with calm Not announced mixtures of evil Why in spite that my heart burst All the time i feel this bitterness Of existence Lying on centre altar of fire I wait on merciful end of suffering.
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
They are leading me They who eternal hide under the cross I'm standing in front of gathering They judge and condemn for death I can hear rumble hearts of cranks They shut off my thirsty eyes. They trample my cleaness Warm spit of hatred flowing on my face Ones hit by remains of veins Next have birches from the thorns They flog cruel Chains crush the bones No mercy in their inhuman thoughts You Master Of Holy Justice Do your obligation Register in book of death
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Skeleton horse runs by meadow of flames With Sword In Hand,Justice Is Blind Sound of cemetery-bell twists her face In snare of hypocrisy got tangled man Withered secrets of yesterday divinities Wander around among unborn Epitaph of history Begins fate. Demonic scream from deadly pyre Burn! Stronger! My Mercyful Fire! Without excitement, Without regard on cost Let Rise Our Cross Old world Faithful to pagan gods Suicide hung on piece of wood Surprised Faces Grimace of satisfaction Blind looks in darkness hidden On tendons stretched hypocrites Show Ends With Death I go after hung veins Juggling with dreams And conglomerate of bone Singing of fallen birds Rotating over and over again Gods Look From Bloody Thrones
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026