Morbid Despotic Ritual
In mystic dreams Behold the throne Which the dead is sitting on Unable to recognize My own face Once magnificent Now is devoured by worms No more eyes Only empty hollows But still feeling The deceit and adulation Vile passions Defeated desires Omniscient wisdom Lost the strength Abandoned mind Draws the scene Horrific triumph’s Consequences That’s soaking blood Descended Into gloom Dungeon keeps Goodness will Only shadow It’s palе and bleak Glory passed away from herе Neglected in the prison Of own visions Wandering between Life and death Rise, Dominate The third Rome Among decayed empires I’m the king That you deserve
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Revive from morbid dreams Fog covering dispelled by glow Denying own name Adopt the kingdom Despotic deeds Conceit and egoistic intents The sole and God's will handed King Corrupting the dissent Demolish the heresy By holy supplication And blood of infidel on edge Embraced by fate Dry this poisoned glass Full of sins Blasphemy Enemies are blinded By shining Throne Invading delusions Growing obsession Doomed to count Shattered realms By majesty absorbed
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Ageless walls are condemnation For cursed within This citadel of vice Perished by cleansing fire And bloody skies collapsed With the weight of the universe On damned chaos spawns Gloating tongues spell the prays to fire devouring flesh Flames of gloom consume the wailing human souls Contaminated flows All impregnated by ptomaine Abomination and hatred The reality of falling man This incantation spelled by fate To reverse the way of domination The temple is in flames Empire is doomed to dust Mistakes made before Lead to the stench in grave
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Rotting bodies above the hill of domination Thousands of souls on the way to enslavement All destroying battle for the sake of holy nameless Vice intoxication for every living fetus Veils of ignorance shroud the human wisdom No escaping desperation The boundless glory ruins all into the dust Doom's calling rite Empty kingdom No escaping desperation
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Abysmal desolation Unfaced, no dignity The sanctity’s banishment Crown’s desecration Gaze of despair Reek the rotted flesh Corroded mind Vile betrayal Voices from nowhere Dismal thoughts “Find the help from The Eastern Hordes.” Taste the stench of agony Bound to the stakes Locked in the suffering Within the besieged fortress
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Neglected voices Enveloped by spells Sedition and deformity Within the decrepit walls Darkness is silence Covers the mutilation War sacrificers incantate The harbingers of inescapable ruin Blasphemous Nephilims demolished Unable to submit my will Horrible visions come true No more past or future Black nihility The last step of Morbid Despotic Ritual
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026