Litaniae Mortuorum - Nihil Genus -
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In the depths of the most archaic reality Inside a dreamlike dimension The false essence of reality hides itself Where present, past and future are one In an abyss of remote civilizations Sinister necropolis who opens the doors Across the non-existent time The silhouette of R'lyeh, ancient reign Cradle of the unholy Secret dimensions of primordial entities In front of the fears of humanity An infinity of cursed eyes under our existence Waiting for the resurrection In a sea of nightmares risen from the darkness labyrinth Of the lost reign of Cthulhu In the dark moon… remains the reflex… of cryptic visions Is life a dream and death the true life? (repeat 2nd & 3rd verses) Past is the future And future is present and past Contradictions or truth Forged in an ancient dream Cthulhu waits…
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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Like a pale reflex the faces that enshadow me in the desire of a dogma for domains of virtue images spirits in impiety rebellious from the abolition abolition of those idols impius rebel, iconoclast In conspiracy voice without voice, blind sacred eyes from here and forever... prophetic transgression, obscure conception Iconoclastic... dominance Iconoclastic... transgression Iconoclastic... ungodliness Iconoclastic... rebellion Iconoclastic... rebirth Iconoclastic... non divine Iconoclastic... blasphemy Iconoclastic... unblessed throne Sacred paradox consecration in heresy doctrinal rupture those empty images... Hypocrisy sublime provocation consummation in blasphemy in a unholy act... the crown that is proclamation in denial In conspiracy Voice without voice, blind sacred eyes Saturated in reverence In the thrones of celestial blindness fall of the icons of the lambs expansion that transcends the time from here and forever, Iconoclastic dominion As a pale reflex the faces that enshadow me in the desire of a dogma for domains of virtue images fall of the icons of the abolition from here and forever impious legion, iconoclast.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Presage of grave not divine Consummation of innominated denial abolishment of celestial consecrations from a dark paradise in misanthropic convictions Transgresion that lives in the entrails of my silence The silence that domains being concealed... is develation in gloom a delicate heresy that profanes with elegance from the infidelity of our words there they are the gateways... whose essence are our thoughts closed for the conformist closure founded in my truth eclipse of a dogma... confessional axile... for the disciples of a banished angel... swallow the thorns of you falsehood your indecent indulgence our strength is in the darkness... and our dominance in ungodliness
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
When this icons fall ecstasy in unholiness perennial liberation in blasphemous evocation through the laments of ancient light sons the light of obscurity a reality before man hear the voices in acclamation a dark referring Unholy entity of domination emerged from ancestral atemporality trascendence in pagan submission your eyes are convered with the splendor of a nocturnal reflex enigmatic materialization of a new horizon Before contenplation of man who reborn in hedonostic benediction from etheral pedestals dethrones angels vomiting a desperation rhetoric his masks falling slowly before him immoral dilema and his pedestals vanishing before the failure of his revelations utopic dream forged in the infinite supremacy of the unknown in a gloomy dusk appears... the immaculate garden of the most repugnant fantasies repugnance who are the eternal virtue of man hear the voice of a malicious generation revelation from the catharsis purification in temptation trascendence in pagan submission... by witness... from darkness defloration ia ia ia yong-sothoth
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026