Exordium
It's the Loveless, body filled with scars, sleeves soaked in blood Embracin the pain that made me You can call me that I pledged a vow within the spreadin taint of darkness 20 and decaying, ain't stopping that Even if I could, I wouldn't even consider Limbs like the trees in the cemetery Dare break a branch, the sight sure be pretty Better keep tending the sanctified Never know who rules you in the afterlife I'm a wraith, I'm an undead, bitch look where you step You can't kill what's already dead I'm cruel, but not evil, all I bring is Retribution into this pathetic world of existence Eye for an eye, ye, that might be my line Even if it stirs sorrow inside the heart of mine Everybody makes mistakes It's just the matter of fact, how you solve them Consider your deeds, and we be on good terms Otherwise be ready for torment The Loveless, the Lord of the Undead Is about to be awoken Watch how you act or you gonna be thrown Into The Eternal Pits of Nothingness
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
As our wrath were gathered... No longer fields of the dead couldn't wait our sacrifice. We sacrificed ourselves to the angel of the hypochrist's. There were no mercy! No mercy! ...for the wasted lives... for the desecrated souls... And so the seeds of desecrated screamed our names in the hearts of disappearing life. Our blasphemy breed hatred upon the upcoming memories. Disturbance upon the empty minds. Fall from the twisted virtuosness to unconscious hate. Denying their commandments without knowing. Show me your love when I turn it to hate.
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Fantasy of my growing hell is not far. Visions of the flames has already been seen here. These halls of god burn my soul with wrath. Which is fed by christian weakness. Wrath grows more and more inside of me... Against the humans when they come my way. Their "joy" of life turns to hate in my world. Let them wallow in their own weakness, when my spiritual strenght grows more and more. With full of pride I search the strongest state of mind and this is my chosen path of life. The children of god are trying to reach illusion of love but I can't pity them, I am above of god's love. I have to reach to my gates of hell all by my own. My true nature comes forth in the loneliness. From deep chasms of my thoughts I burn in wrath. Flesh and blood is what I hunger. I have raped mind of a priest... I have desecrated god's sheep... I have caused fear to christian souls to serve my needs... But, still my path just begun. How far can I go? With full of pride I search the strongest state of mind. This is my chosen path of life.
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Thousand's of nights I have wondered these questions of life... ...of this darkening, cold life. I have discovered the realm of this cosmic world. It is calling my name. I can always see the final entrance to the beyond. The moment when my soul parts from this prison of flesh. I have seen those times when I can travel to the astral form of the unknown world of mine. These discoverings grows my hunger to enter deeper darkest sources of my nature. Dungeons of mind seems to be endless ... every answer creates ten questions ... Answers that have lead me to shadows in the valley of death. No power of life and light cant beat the powers of mine. Death comes to my goal of this time. Hatred upon the spiritiual cowards. Lack of loneliness speaks lies about our death. Thousand's of nights I have wondered these questions of life... ...of this darkening, cold life. I can always see the final entrance to the beyond. The moment when my soul parts from this prison of flesh. Dungeons of mind seems to be endless ... every answer creates ten questions ... I die alone with blood in my hands without regret.
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026