The Dance of the Four Elemental Serpents
For first time he came to the world Called by a higher consciousness, The consecuense was only destruction. The dimensional passage was left open For those who want to see They will be able to know Fire! the fire ! rule the earth A world of bones. We will create now its power we control. All must die in hands of doom Necromancer Necromancer Elements at my control To know you have to see Necromancer My sight is the whole universe. I become the necroforce The ancient entity of the darkest light, A force from the forgotten place of the universe. The antithesis of creation, The sultan of destruction. Atrocity is it's name
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Inside the mountains, snowy of silver, Infernal and astral stones are calling me, The stars guide me to the high treasure, Cause this hidden power will be mine I gazed at the bedrock of solid wisdom, Tiny life enters my blood. Delivering power of destruction, Vengeance will blooms, now I can kill Black Stones Scream for your life When I take the knife, I want To taste your blood Your guts will spill. Your eyes will be eaten And the dark lord Will be reborn. Your body, portal to the true winner Black Stones I gazed at the bedrock of solid wisdom, tiny life enters my blood. Delivering power of destruction, Vengeance will blooms, now I can kill Black Stones Scream for your life When I take the knife, I want To taste your blood Your guts will spill. Your eyes will be eaten And the dark lord Will be reborn. Your body, portal to the true winner
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Land with memories of dark events, Rubble reveals infernal cataclysms Of a yesterday that buried arrogant empires, Civilizations succumbed under the profane black power The book was opened And the ancients were sung. The becoming was impetuous And violent, bloody and cold Famine, war, plague and death. They ride and smile, over desolate souls The book was opened And the ancients were sung. The becoming was impetuous And violent, bloody and cold They ride and smile over the souls, Condemned to impious fate. They sob and cry They pray, they plead, they try. Dysphoria, Paranoia A quaint painting of a moment in history Cold border, bordering on sanity, Fragments of the past without learning. Violent, bloody and cold
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
The clouds quickly changed, The winds blow strong, The thunders tear the eternal silence. An eternal river of blood Sorrounds the village without hope, The only path is destruction Darkness, our old friend, It gives us memories of past lives. Blood, pain and suffering, It is the manifesto Of our reality, There's no hope, just despair There is no hope There is no solution There are no saints The God of death, it is the truth Ghost and souls, They already walk among us. We have never existed, We are not alive, we are dying forever Ghost and souls, They already walk among us. We have never existed, We are not alive, we are dying forever There is no hope There is no solution There are no saints The God of death, it is the truth
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Deep in my thoughts I am lost in this time, My life is summed up to moments, Twinkling light in the dark. I try to search in silence And fill a void that is inside of me. Suddenly, silence speaks to me Flooding my beign with good thoughts, All were doubts searching for a meaning When in reality it all boils down to existence. The answer is chaos, this is my reality I believe in my thoughts, My ignorance about what will happen. I am looking for knowledge My existence based on ancient foundations Suddenly the power flows again In my veins, constant learning In a moment trip, ephemeral and eternal, They exist ... beign. I exist I believe in my thoughts, My ignorance about what will happen I am looking for knowledge My existence based on ancient foundations
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Secret urns under the blanket of sands Hidden secrets of eternal magics Like the pact of silence Of the ancient civilizacion Deny all wisdom of the lost link Seeking the truth through the black fire secrets Just a piece of universe contained into the body Ignoring the true matter Looking to the stars for that old lost call Call the darkness in the night Come the forces into light Secrets of the sands Seeking the truth through the black fire secrets Just a piece of universe contained into the body Ignoring the true matter Looking to the stars for that old lost call
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Ancient scrolls for eons in oblivion, They hide secrets from the ancient wizard. The wandering old man with serpentine steps, He makes his way between flaming portals. Writing the secrets in undeciphrable tongues Hungry ancient ones, Bloating acolytes, The old wanderer. Dimashq is the tomb Of those who seek the forbidden Hungry ancient ones, Bloating acolytes, The old wanderer. Dimashq is the tomb Of those who seek the forbidden Where the dark spirits dwell, Where the sacrificial altar stands. The songs invoke dreamlike fears, That drive the bearer of the spell to silent death To every witness The Song invoke dreamlike fears Hungry ancient ones, Bloating acolytes, The old wanderer. Dimashq is the tomb Of those who seek the forbidden
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026