LV‐426

They lied! Foreign terrain, 39 cycles in vacuum Terrific landscape, primordial hate sleeps behind Don’t wake it, imbued with despair and pain Don’t wake it, the home of the purest will, The clean but yet unnatural Buried in the deepest memories, wait to rise and walk again Don’t leave me, close my eyes Watch the plan go wrong When you hear your father cry And sink into the horrible smothering dream with no light Tightens the grip of dark purity Subdued, alive, paralyzed Become my host in this conception in pain Enchanting evolution to burst Ignoring the lust yet I see its desire They lied to me, this is real Every night Monsters come at night At night they come At night they come Welcome to my lair Behold, they come at night None here to call my name No place to call my home My mommy always said there were no monsters Not real ones But there are! I am forsaken but not alone And Casey still in my hand Free of nightmares is her head She didn’t see, didn’t hear But I was there when the ribs have exploded That sound still in me, my eternal woe They lied

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Stage Two: completed. A Cycle of gestation, the one immensely cruel. Merciless nature will not gauge my eyes, nor will yours. You won't hear another sound, ascends the Drone. The supreme soldier unrestrained by death. May this be my last will of fire. My testament is carved in human flesh, dissolving. Testament in flesh. Stage Three is sequencing All Hail the Queen of Acheron. Am I worthy to carry you? Am I the beacon of the world's end. Drown the world! The call of lust, the ultimate lie burst. Ubiquitous adrenaline rush through its acid blood. The call of lust, the purest will to burn. The last archangel: messenger of death All Hail the Queen of Acheron. Stage Three: Completed. Killing the promise of new life. Committing my blood to the void. No silence, no rest, just tormented echo of the death march beating my bones. Queen of Acheron. All Hail the Queen of Acheron, ALL HAIL!

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

We're now up here alone. Terror on the intercom. Can someone save us? Systems malfunction. Blast it, this damn machine, over and out captain. Something lurks, creeps, on the counter top somewhere behind you. Parasitic cyst, I can't stand to watch. It's coming up and out of your chest. Remember when we were young? Sit up right on the table. A photograph of earth feeding me a way back. Frightened, I tear alone, or maybe not the only one there. Hello...hello. When it rings, will you answer? There, corner. Tall, short stance. It's you, come on kill me! You made a good friend to me But while you were out numbered and torn they made us do things. Dear god, I don't feel alive. When you're cut short of misery will you pray it be the end? Give a look of surprise. Wide eyed to me. Then you'll know just what I am. The scare that triggers your fear. Come know me in a different light. Come know me as god. Run sand hourglass in my time, Will I be worth? Spin round carousal when your horse isn't screwed in. Dear god, I don't feel alive when your cut short of misery. (Raise forth, lost cause) Will you pray it be the end? Give a look surprise wide eyed to me. (Raise forth lost cause) Then you'll know just what I am. (Subtle demise. The legitimate cry) The scare that triggers your fear. Come know me in a different light. Come know me as God. (Raise forth lost cause)

Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 10, 2025