Hantises
Rising from the mists Across the barriers of time I drowned Upon these lurid vales bewinged horrors slept For centuries forgotten yet by faith unsilenced Whispering songs of old Where tyrant virtues reigned Neither blessed nor blissful Seraphs ill forever bred And with darkness dallied Thus I heeded their call By words so foul envenomed Did my senses arose Hatred seeping through every pore By light eschewed my flesh wandered In realms that spawned before the birth of ages And on the fatallest of nights Baneful eidolons towered From the deepest of chasms To the frorest of woods Serenades fell and cruel resounded anew Atop summits of virtues Ribbons of dawn were downwards strewn Never was so pure a shore Overwhelmed by such hideous throng Can’t you hear them fall From crushed firmaments of life bereft? Across these blemished skies Dissevered angels writhe
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
Mon âme est un gouffre Où se déversent des torrents de haine L’atroce murmure de ces remous Me dévorant jusqu’à la moelle Sur mes tourments se sont couchées Des milliards de lunes vengeresses Vous dont le souffle exhale la peur Que savez-vous de mes blessures? C’est par votre foi lacérée Que mes douleurs j’affranchirai Fier, impavide, je guette le jour Où l’étreinte sinistre de la mort Viendra creuser sur vos visages Ses sillon noirs et torturés Quand les puissants s’éveilleront Pour mettre à bas le joug des faibles Et disloquer vos frêles empires L’écho funèbre de vos souffrances Se brisera sur les récifs de l’oubli Vos cendres impures semées aux quatre vents Ne resteront, épars, que des fragments de lumière Quand des siècles d’épitaphes ébranleront ce monde Le poids des âges s’abattra sur mes épaules lasses Et de mon corps disjoint s’échappera un dernier rire D’ici là, je n’aurai cesse de vous pourchasser, vermines
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
Under the ghastly paleness of twilight we roam Merciless we grimly metre out fear Ripping asunder the fabric of a time that was Never to be swayed by human hands We soar above your mass Unbeknownst to you we thrive in sin From our plateaus of awareness we are A superior thorn in your side Predators supreme we eradicate Your sickening ethereal temples Pummeling your faith until it shatters at last Forever yielding in to decrepitude Down the untrodden path you shun We scorn your ways Revengeful and sovereign we gather For we are the mallet that will come Down crashing your pearly gates When battered and besieged Your fortresses of light will fall From recesses of damnation We will ascend to rend your soul
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
La ou les vents tristes se taisent et meurent Sommellent mes lambeaux meurtris et mon ame décharnée De ces rives exsangues j'émane Tel un spectre défiant le jour A l'ombre du mal toute beauté se flétrit Sur ce monde vil mon regard porte Le courroux des dieux infernaux Mes yeux brulant d'une haine Dont la noirceur transcende le verbe Je n'ai que faire de cette foi stagnante Sur laquelle vous naviguez tels Des vaisseaux de chair impure Vos peurs sont légions, vos faiblesses multitudes A l'ombre je me moque De vos existances futiles Étrangle cette damnée race d'Abel O ruine Dans tes replis sombres ou la foi vacille et s'éteint Quand de tes gouffres sans nom tu reviendras, chimère Je me fondrai en toi, glorieuse et ancestrale Lorsque tremblent vos fondations Repus et délié je m'évapore A l'ombre du mal trouvant asile Dans l'éternité
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
Beyond grimness blew these frigid winds still Amidst enshrouded and battered wings Where light was but a cursed word Colorless skies were ours to rule Aeons old but infants still We rose from dormancy For new thrones were to be won Monuments of suffering supreme Unappalled by hatred nor sorrow did we breathe the Art Far away from all that was deemed fair an empire was born Under the North began the hunt Through fields of mercilessness Where light was drowned in sin And the twelve names were mocked aloud With ghastly ruby eyes we gazed upon the breed Befouled by the stench of god As for such a race of willing slaves The meanders of the mind were naught Through darkened veils we grinned for the pathway of the sword Was clear as an open sky Malevolence our vessels we soared To lands forlorn by echoes of joy plagued Their weak flesh to be washed away By a neverending sea of horns Wails of horror Through vales of death now crimson forevermore Tears ran from their mournful eyes As holiness was ripped apart
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
Somber thy mantle falleth Upon flesh mine that shudders still As thine ashen orb doth maim my soul For within thy gaze saneness ebbs away Awashed with fear mortals layeth When thy oozing darkness plumets Inside vapours profound That feeble eyes dare not meet Horrid specters lurketh yet Thy hallowed words shall not deter For malign creatures breatheth anew In murky ripples intertwined Whenever night's dismay oncemore Ensconces thy brittle psyches Grinning and proud I standeth aslant For I am king amongst you thralls Paragon of nocturnal ire I shall rise to daunt thy world To dispell all things pure and fair Yet these tartarean hands In thy folly beleiveth gone To evanesce and ware When daylight parts the night Under the grip of terror shalt thou fathom at last Faustian spirits dreadeth not the streams of phoebus
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
Forgotten, Drowning, I greet my fate
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
La douce morsure du vent arctique se déposa Sur mon visage livide, intouchépar les âges Mes yeux de rubis brillèrent dans ces cryptes Où règne le silence Mon domaine éternal M'enfonçant das la nuit je cherche réconfort Rêvant à mon départ loin de ce monde mortel Là où les ombres dantesques vers l'infini Se tordent et se profilent Au seuil des ténèbres Quand des pores de mon âme s'écoule la tristesse Toujours dans tes replis je puis trouver refuge Ô toi ma mêre que je révère Ta splendeur sera toujours sans égale Une seule pensée hante mon esprit Ma perdre dans ton sein obscur Ce passage si craint et qui pourtant m'est si cher Seules les âmes pures peuvent me l'ouvrir Archange destructeur je m'envole pour trouver Des vies à étouffer pour briser mon exil Rapportant le souvenir de ce portail maudit Qu'un jour je franchirai
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
Embers of the sun drenched by my eyes I feed on my hatred for the light (Yet) my sempiternal tears I would not douse Silent was the scream crossing my blue lips I cursed this feeble shell of mine Dreaming over the coldest hills How could I ever join the hunt A mortal stone around my neck When the forest choked on my frozen self No axe would ever chip my flesh away Others would soon follow and wage my war But tjose were of the kind breathing the Art I would remain untouched, martyr of a new age A morbid monument to their greater glory Solid tears fled from my eyes My limbs torn by the north frost
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
We rose from our dreams down where the light glows dark Transcending the boundaries of darkness We rose from antedilluvian times Emerging from the coldest chasms This is where a new age would be forged Eyes burned the horizons of these frozen landscapes Where once stood our pillar of carnal plenitude Single tears fled from our grief Sculptures of damnation Only one thing crossed our minds Regain our glory past Dark hordes gathered We gazed into the past following our slumber Two milleniums of lies that were soon to be cleansed The heavens we soared by To the nest of light The gates we stormed with fury Their skin so close at hand
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
The dense threshold of these woods Is where I longed to sleep Feared by the breed called mankind Cherished by those of the coldest blood To enter those dark and forbidden groves, embrace the Damned A single drop out of my mortal past is what I left behind Shadows froze my soul Under a silent moon Beckoned by the voices of my past To drown in my own perdition Those temples of ice I was allowed to gaze upon Built by hands dissimilar to the ones I called mine Around me shined the red starsthat were burned by the day Those thrones, at last I had found the woods that were without god I saw through eyes that were no longer weak Free of my burdens Trickles of crimson ran down my cheeks My Demon tears Defying all things holy I sketched a grotesque smile We would soon hunt together and tear the lamb apart I had found solace, refuge As the forests closed behind, forever Horns pointing towards heaven I laughed over the wind
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026
Perenial mourning I would lay to rest The streams of sadness I drowned into I screamed a perfect archetype of misery I drank from the chalice of solitude The quintessence of pain I sipped anew Comfort nor peace could I find So cold, so scared, so empty inside Sempiternal love above only left a sour taste Born into a world of light with a dark soul Dearest Winter my only bride So alone on my mortal path The gates of Hell I longed to cross Dreaming of towers of frost I listened to winds of sorrow whispering my name A soothing hand easing my fears I would find down below My open arms outstretched I smiled at last The caress of the north I felt no more No name was on my lips when I hit the white grounds Laying in a cold pool of ebbing despair One last breath, one last cruel tear And my weary eyes would close forever I faded away where I could never be hurt again Inside the towers of Coldest Infinity
Submitted by johnmansley — Jun 21, 2026