To the End of Time
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Symbol of static, void of chaos Burnt into the flesh, scarred within the bone The chill evoked the apparitional mist The fate of spirit, the trans-communal tapping of blood The web of entrapment veiled upon the sleeping corpses In flesh we shall crawl, as pestilence with the determination of maggots upon decay That which gives death, is marked with our sign. Abominations which contort the 8 ways of chaos, from the all seeing eye As preternatural being, as spirit projected from the blood The path of the unseen illuminates The portal of touch is forced open The curse of will is breathed into life A pestilential projection, A thorn in the sleeper's side Blood shall lead the past Blood shall lead the future In the blood through the blood The present reveals all The foreboding visions of which glance into the blind The whispering of demon tongues into the mind The draining presence of astral tyranny All unseen by the sleeper's eyes Through fire, through thought The consumption of ego Extensions beyond flesh Earthly matter ceases to exist The moon is drawn into ethereal shape Shape wielding talon and claw The eye of Thoth opened The star in the serpent moon is aligned The grand star fall, the omega of eclipse A planet evolution spawned from chaos Descending to death None shall stand in flesh and witness rebirth
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
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Where is your pride, Have you all forgotten the laws of nature, Hailed by our ancestors forbearers of our lands, Where are your eyes, Have you lost your path, Once follow the way of our elders, The way of the wyrd, Have you forgotten our pagan past, Take heed of their call from the forest to the mountains, The throne of once gods, Now man ruler of all, Tell your folk to take heed. Where is your pride, Foreign belief and god you wear, A path that is not for you, When will you understand? Your pagan past calls, To join the march of our heathens blood, Our pagan past, Ancestor's pride that is our honour, March of ode, Our pagan past to survive, We must destroy this foreign belief and way of modern life, Where is your pride.
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
As night terror, as plague, as pestilence and darkness The inhuman manifestation of demonic turmoil Tearing from the gates, ripping at the soul, A presence known through means of torment, The shadowed left hand of darkness Reaching through the Luciferian twilight Seizing the right hand of god And the gates are let open. Diabolic ascension From the mortal flesh of the possessed The gate of blood spilt is drawn The mortal shell is ripped apart 1 of 3 fallen, 1 of 3 which bear the venom of god Lurking in shadow, shifting in form Bearer of the Morning Star Sic Lvcreat Lvx! Sickness, as the lord of all fevers and plagues Splitting of the mind, schizophrenia Revelation, spoken in ancient tongues Cursed, humanity. In serpent skin, one may slither amongst the rats Immune of the venomous rebellion As an angelic sigil inverted As a scar upon the name of god
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
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Submitted by Immortal — Apr 18, 2026