From the Eastern Forest
The awakening - did I long for this pain? Creation ornated from surreal dreams From higher ground I behold What breathe and live in me... In the sky - abstract obscure signs Demonic voices travelling with speed of night As their mantra echoes, I pinch my skin Eyes wide open - I'm awake The promise was eternal The changing second has come Words of curse are uttered... In a far away distance the thunder roars Anguish smeared tortured falsetto choir The winds carresses no more, ripping apart Like sharpened knives it slits up olden wounds The son of november summoning the frost Purple storms arise eclipting the sun Cadaverous cacophony of chaos and fear In eternity no life will come me near Lightning approach, lights a grey sky Bewinged silhouettes circling above me Dry dark throats greet and give the signs The queen of the ravens are still guiding me... This absurd sick darkness reflects in my eyes Watching (triumphantly smiling) a tragic theatre Maelstrom sweeps across the eastern forest Where the master of inferno I've become Destruction is not my aim, seclusion to realize A kingdom where no man dare to thread Blood of victims strive for my lips as wintry flames...
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
And so... Creation is complete A kingdom to shape beneath my feet Your last words are fulfilled Painted in colours of deepest revenge The fear in the eyes of the swine Weakness all of a sudden revealed No mercy will be shown when remembering The laughters when they took her to the pyre... Thine knowled, thine wisdom abhorred (?) Thine beauty all desecrated by those whores their flames made their "Justice” Caressed you inte eternal sleep... Without might I beheld The fire, the one that divide They thought they condemned you to hell But your last words of vengeance I'll forever carry inside So, Rebeccah, our time has come Redeeming your honour and pride Still locked am I in this carnal cage But at night you break on through the other side... Tears still fall, in the garden of statues Responding my simple elegy Slowly falling apart, where the fire once burn The ashes of the witch still travels with the wind...
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
A cold world of worthless men what my eyes saw Humanity - shall never cross my paths again Inside the castle my thoughts are not astray Focusing upon the solution, keeping the swines away In front of my mirror, fantasies come alive awakened by the force that lit my hate's fire The awful feared creatures I saw in my dreams I can now offer eternal life So peace and revenge will honour my name And the memories of my kindred spirit (thе one they took away) Once struggling against an ignorant foolish mass Now kеpt in distance, slowly encountering their graves... Mirrors, mirrors upon these walls For whose voice are you all to fall? Across the earth shattered broken glass A moment of silence before the screams of chaos Rapes all aural spheres..... Għastly beings, under closed eyes born Flee from a world of illusion to the eastern forest My will they serve, their purpose to fill Oh, how I love them, I join in for the kill...
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
In the hour of the wolf when all doors are locked I watch the stars and the moon above The shape of a monster the mask of the vampire I join the creatures sprung from my mind Luna source of all noturnal life Cast it's light upon my domain If any mortal fool dare to thread Prepare to meet the master of creation and death In allegiance of the dreaded the children of night The hunger of the wolf rise inside Taste of blood and flesh arousing me Sеnsing fear and screams of agony Flying through the darknеss å beast seeks it's prey Grey filthy claws rip your throat... Attempts to screams so meaningless As I solemnly declare to consume your soul... ...And yet another tale has ended here In the shadows of the moon Another tale strenghtening the words "When the werewolf arrive, the end of your life”
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
We are mere beholders In the flourishing garden where the asphodels grow Sucking blood from us, the stones Grey, cold, hard, still soft lifeless is our skin Petrified and sleeping Caught in an action unforeseen Acting above the order of man Our threads are pulled by a strangers hands Kept awake by holding the reins From a sombre castle, the master control his slaves
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 25, 2026
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