Ways of the Dead

And the desert calls my name Empty but feared by many Godlike in the waste I am Cherish this forever Loneliness is my kingdom Emptiness is my seat of kings My dreaming is my escape My wisdom drinks from fear And the night haunts my soul Filled with reverence and terror The souls of dead encircle me As I slowly pass away… Death is closing my weary eyes Sweet is her touch when we are alone Together as lovers counting the hours Of final tenderness before the dawn And the desert calls my name In deadly silence I take my throne Cherish this leaving forever… As I never did

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

The Cosmos is burning - black radiance scorching The Void swirling – feverish madness dancing The Blind God is piping – evil from the blistering mouth Carve your eyes out – the idiots are rejoicing now The music unholy – drums beating faster The rhythmic destruction – insane reconstruction The Cosmos is trembling and the souls enter madness Unspeakable terror in the center of the creation My own thoughts are not safe anymore Of what I have read and what I have seen In old wicked texts and the scrolls of wisdom Above the stars in the oceans of the infinity In the kingdom of the Daemon Sultan Dance along the idiots! My own thoughts are not safe anymore For I have seen and felt the insanity of it all The endless piping from the flute of the Idiot God Echoes through Cosmos and the vast deserts of mind

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Sleep broken by whispers Whispers haunting dreams Dark dreams exhausting The weak and fragile sanity Away across the tides Your cursed tomb awaits Dead but never gone Calling through my sleep Whispers in silence Visions of madness Signs of power In wait of rising That day is coming Dark depths will shatter The stars will crumble From all your might Demonical apocalypse Tyrant's sleeping wrath awakened The high priest of the Old Ones The wolf to rule the sheep Who will stand in the way? Cities of men will fall to dust New hymns will be sung By unhuman tongues Whispers calling away Cold and dark whispers To unknown places To unknown madness

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Oh, Egypt! Great was the power of your pharaohs Still stronger the power of your dark wizards! Only the madmen enters in tombs of wizards Where dreadful silence keeps their secrets The air is thickened with terrible anger Potent relics guarded by curses Three black gifts Fear, hunger, madness Through pain and sorrow Brought me great wisdom Oh, desert moon! You witnessed the burials Guide me by your light to find what I seek! Only the madmen enters in tombs of wizards Where mind is challenged by terror The essence of darkness overcomes soul Make haste and leave before it’s too late! I am the madman, who enters the tombs Embraced by fear, but hungry for secrets In the trails of the serpents I make my way in To find my destiny or my damnation! Three black gifts Fear, hunger, madness Through pain and sorrow Brought me great wisdom

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Iӓ, Shub-Nigurrath! She of countless sins... Her fertile womb dripping in blackened seeds In beauty she descends to fool the mortal man With torment she ascends to take all life with her In dreams of lust she visits us from dark She beastly kisses to adorn the chosen one The evil spawns inside of her cursed womb Damned be her name, as damned is this night In darkest wombs of earth, from her the evils rise Fear her silent nightly shades, for they bring pain When light are naught and your mouth’s mute In terror you embrace her with nothing more to lose…

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

The night fires are blazing in distance And murmuring echoes dance upon sands I know your presence, sweet love of my youth But now your eyes are lifeless and cold… I can remember now how we embraced The love and the lust of our young age Torn away by betrayal and torture The sympathy lost, engulfed by all evils So black as its creator’s heart Only the corpses are left behind by its venom Not of this world, the creature of malice The scorpion’s gift, the death from the desert This is my gift to the love of my youth I will rejoice in mourners’ laments The night has come, and I watch from the shadows How they embalm your corpse in the honey… And who can count The stars Above her tomb?

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Protected by the night I do my work Safe by the seals of power and colossal wealth Slaves will drag the bodies to the cellar The knowledge of the dead I shall obtain! Dead flesh returns to life again In rituals of arcane wisdom There is no death that shall withstand The arts of grave I can command Boil the mummies in the kettle Extract the salts essential Raise the body, use the torture Gain the wisdom, dump the corpse Dead flesh returns to life again In rituals of arcane wisdom There is no death that shall withstand The arts of grave I can command Damascus – the jewel of the desert Scholars’ work guarded by its walls Within the nights of studies Melancholy of the emptiness Holds me in her loving arms Damascus – the jewel of the desert Scholars’ work guarded by its walls Within the nights of studies Melancholy of the emptiness Holds me, holds me, holds me…

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Pain is greater teacher of men Than delights and peaceful life Call to the wind, to the heralds of despair To bring you truth, and solemn end I have suffered the fate of rejection Endured in torment and starvation I know the Old Ones and their dark ways My verses burn with revelations I have walked the endless sands In the presence of the Crawling Chaos And I have lost all I had in this life The ghouls and vultures bare the witness Soul torn apart by primal fears Is the key to the path of the sages One must learn the lessons well The mad infinity is waiting always I have ventured beyond the dreams And I have tasted things forbidden I have heard a thousand souls cry out In the wings of flies upon the carrion The destiny has many ways to hurt And plenty still to grant rewards And who can tell what is to come Strange eons passing to oblivion… Don’t close your eyes at night Let fear and madness guide you Embrace the truth of solitude Devour everything…

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025