Wraithspire
From the blood-soaked hollow, the creatures rise, Malice in their horns, death in their eyes. Sweet smell of chaos smash through mortal bones, Ripping souls apart, their screams dethrone. Blackened void, Tear the flesh their laughter creeps Blackened void defile the dream where eternal darkness weeps Gaksi Dokkaebi, with beauty so vile, Lips of venom, a serpent’s smile. Men fall weak to their siren spell, Tricked to ruin, dragged to hell. Bow to the cursed throne Flesh to ash, your soul’s their own No light escapes their wretched gaze Trapped in torment, forever ablaze
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 22, 2026
Mirrors face in endless scorn, Reflections breed where fear is born. Steel cage hums, the dim light bends, Your face repeats—but one pretends. Fourth reflection, a flicker, a flaw, Thirteenth shifts with a rictus jaw. Not you, it breathes, a shadowed fake, Its subtle grin makes sanity quake! Mimic in the glass! It wears your skin! The curse begins! Glass vibrates with a silent scream, Your double weaves, a fatal dream. Infinite selves in a spiraling lie, One stares back with a sunken eye. It tilts alone, your mirror’s jest, A smirk not yours, a ghoul’s unrest. Infinite mirrors, the cycle’s spun, Your face now hers, the deed is done. In dim-lit steel, forever confined, The mimic’s stare—your soul’s unlined.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Shadows whisper in my skull, voices claw my mind Madness reigns in shattered eyes, suffocating in the grind Hallucinations, paranoia My father’s wrath, a crown of hate My hands are red, my eyes are black A prison forged by twisted fate Every breath a dagger deep, my soul is torn away Cursed by blood, betrayed by kin, a nightmare fucking with my brain Hallucinations, paranoia My father’s wrath, a crown of hate My hands are red, my eyes are black A prison forged by twisted fate DENIED THE CROWN BURNED BY THE THRONE THE SHADOWS KNOW MY NAME THEY SET MY SOUL TO FLAME I HEAR THEM MOVING—UNDER MY SKIN! THEIR HANDS ARE REACHING—DRAGGING ME IN! FACES MELT IN FLICKERING LIGHT! EYES LIKE NEEDLES—STAB THROUGH THE NIGHT! BURY ME! NAIL THE COFFIN TIGHT! SEAL ME IN—NEVER SEE THE LIGHT! SCREAMS WON’T FADE, THEY WON’T LET ME REST! FOREVER TRAPPED INSIDE THIS CHEST!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Cold whispers crawl In the blackest night, the dead arise, Its hunger grows where none survive. Through hollow eyes. Your loved ones wait, Beneath the waves, their shadows creep, their eyes like voids In cursed dreams, they drag you deep. The water churns, a spectral call, Their icy hands will claim your fall. No scream escapes the drowning dread, The dead embrace, your soul is bled. OUT In endless dark Her face, once loved, now pale and torn, No light can pierce the drowning black where grief was born. In liquid graves, your screams will drown. She beckons and yealls It calls your name, Each step you take, you march through hell. The water churns, a spectral call, Their icy hands will claim your fall. No scream escapes the drowning dread, The dead embrace, your soul is bled. Soul-stealing dreams, they pull you near, Soul-Stealing dreams your heads own fear.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Dragged to the altar, voiceless and torn, A prisoner of blood, betrayed and scorned. Hands that bind, a future erased, Forced to suffer in a hollow cage! The sea calls my name—a whisper, a wail! The tide pulls me under—a funeral veil! Salt in my lungs, claws at my skin, Darkness embraces, I’ll never breathe again! X2 "You will see me… standing in the rain… Crying for the love… I never claimed… X2 Veil of silence, drowning my screams, Chained to a fate ripped from my dreams. My father’s command, a vow in stone, Sold like cattle—forever alone! The sea calls my name—a whisper, a wail! The tide pulls me under—a funeral veil! Salt in my lungs, claws at my skin, Darkness embraces, I’ll never breathe again! X2 "You will see me… standing in the rain… Crying for the love… I never claimed… Stormwinds howl as the dead still weep, The widow of the waves, cursed to keep. You will all tremble, as shadows take form, A bride of sorrow, a queen of the storm! Stormwinds howl as the dead still weep, The widow of the waves, cursed to keep.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
This time you'll face the lies. Forbidden rites, we glorify, The arcane texts that hold the key, Unleashing powers wild and free. I summon forth, I dare defy, From realms unknown, to mortals' eye, The Book of Law. In hand, I cast, A spell that shakes, a curse to last, Through life and death, through flesh and bone, The power of the night, will fire up my throne. Beneath the light of cold, In circles drawn the bold, The Magick flows, as blood and wine, Unchained by space, or time. Behold the dark, the eldritch fire, Fueled by rage and dark desire, In my name, I claim my fate, Through darkness wrath, I dominate.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
An ancient serpent, of storm and flame, A cursed beast, yearning for a dragon's name. Beneath the heavens, lurking in the soil. His ascension, to where the rivers coil. Wings of ash! Claws of stone! The serpent bleeds, He's left to die alone! Turned to dust! Set aflame! Wrath of the heavens, cursing its name! Imugi my serpent, The Rivers boil, mountains cry Imugi my king, Lightning splits the iron sky, Tides of time crash, upon its scaled frame, Burdened with hope, the blood runs cold. Scorched by shame. The skies deny, the serpent’s flight, Doomed to crawl, in endless blackened night. Wings of ash! Claws of stone! The serpent bleeds, He's left to die alone! Turned to dust! Set aflame! Wrath of the heavens, cursing its name! Imugi my serpent Rivers boil, mountains cryImugi, Master. Screams a primal cry. Imugi my king Lightning splits the iron sky, A thousand storms, a thousand years, The serpent roar through wrath and tears. Flames consume, the skies ignite, He will emerge from the endless night? Scales crack open, blood takes flight, A beast reborn in eternal fight. Eyes of fury, burning bright, The heavens tremble at its crushing might!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Through the ice and through the trees, The scent of death rides the frigid breeze. A sharpened spear, a hunter’s pride, With crimson hands, he slays the night! The earth recoils, the mountains shake, A vengeful howl, a soul awake. A mother’s wail, a widow’s cry, A cursed spirit that never died! Moon Bear’s curse! The night will claim you! Moon Bear’s curse! No god can save you! Moon Bear’s curse! No mercy given! Moon Bear’s curse! The spirits risen! The children choke, the elders scream, The fever burns, a wretched dream. Their shadows twist, their voices fade, The hunter’s soul—forever flayed!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
The Regent Rise Throne empty, bloodline severed A puppet king, too young to die The Daewongun emerges Iron fist of the ancient way Blood will cleanse this foreign plague The ancient hatred reigns Isolation's Decree Gates sealed against the foreign tide Modernity denied, tradition deified Death awaits on barren shores Foreign flesh feeds the coastal sands Above the flowing clouds they kneel Blades flash in crimson dawn BEHEADING MOUNTAIN! WHERE THE RIVER RUNS RED! THE HEADLESS MOUNTAIN! THREE THOUSAND SEVERED HEADS!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026