The Weak Creation
Eyes riveted on the horizon to forget garbage and fate Disturbing but solemn peace of mind At the portal of flesh I know that I already belong to the past Why does the sun refuse to warm me more When my chains are broken up Eclipsed are my hopes Ineluctable Of grim landscapes my mind feeds Why Why should I follow religious tog Up to the pit of the shadows My wounds won't be cured As long as the beast within me is still alive Eyes riveted on my demons Indistinct Derisive and eager between two worlds My heart vacillates As the motion of the hanged man's rope I know that I already belong to the past Why does the sun refuse to warm me more When my chains are broken up Eclipsed are my hopes Ineluctable Of grim landscapes my mind feeds Why Why should I follow religious tog Up to the pit of the shadows My wounds won't be cured As long as the beast within me is still alive In the sky shine a thousand burning stars Fragments in the colors of hatred Look Look at the scorn torrent Where dreams and symbolic things die Revelation of an underlying chaos Heralded by the black oath of sins Feel my sulphurous breath on existence Hear the devastation horns ring for me Ring for me
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 21, 2026
In Lenrir's goal I put my trust His standards will be my shrouds I will take my place in his realm Forever honoured Forever proud When the black is mixed with white and red They walk on holy lands with fervour Dressing crosses and metal ornaments The snakes flee the diffuse light of the black sun The traitors become confused in the fear The masquerade poisons the spirits The sky draws frescoes of former days And the air becomes as bitter as a soft acid Templars of the black sun Enslavement of the world Templars of the black sun Commanded by god are the wolves Templars of the black sun Made of iron are my gloves Walls and pillars of the worship places crumble off The symbols are destroyed one by one by the sword They don't care about prayers and shouts Edifices collapse in the flames of heaven The creeping dying dissidents are thrown To the justice of the swarming vermin A lot of books of lies strewn over the ground Offences and offerings to the divine wrath Templars of the black sun Enslavement of the world Templars of the black sun Commanded by god are the wolves Templars of the black sun Made of iron are my gloves Blood My boiling blood cries for vengeance Restless shall always be my threadbare limbs My axe shall be forevermore my one and only ally Yet My land battle still craves for a well deserved recognition To know that I have not always arrogated All these victories And to be reassured that I have always Behaved as a spokesman My errors will teach me all lessons to be learnt What does not destroy me makes me stronger Purity shall enclose the malevolent scent Captor of sins Born to be a destroyer
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 21, 2026
Over thousand years of ashes and dust The face torn up by the raging of time Stoic in the middle of the human remains In darkness I bleed Awaiting for the chapter omega I don't regret the form of the events I gave birth deliberately to the black umbrella The silence is at the same moment a virtue and a weapon But the solitude is henceforth A nectar that has a bitter tastee Angels and devils unified by the fire I cross rubble with an unconfessed desire To find mine, to find life Condemned for the wandering in the maze that I created The blood of my guts as Ariane's thread I look for a harbour to cure my wounds The sensual delight of the air The heat of the flesh My dreams are thus dying in the cavity of grunge However, I may not leave the world that I wanted My heart remains nevertheless besieged by the fear Of a hypothetical threat A hypothetical coming Back from the mat Curtain or nothingness can appear the unfaithful ones
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 21, 2026
I hindered the deepest divine laws Where a few dared to venture My bravery had an equal only to my anger and my grief Circles of occult preachers formed in vain I was the patriarch of the universe A disastrous break in the Ariane's thread An event to oppose the evolution so virtuous Blasphemous acts offending life My consternation towards this heap of shreds Black days celebreation The virgin innocence faints silently Dreamlike sermons nourishing their lies A huge shroud hides the turgescent abyss Rapped souls Misled shadows and vile spells Faith excites immoderation Free traslation of empty words Perverse minds and mystical sex mutilations The stream of my disappointments strains my eyes And my tears can't cure the dry ground Soiled by the slander The spectres of disgust dismember me Death plays with utopia through gruesome dances Iconoclastic signs revelations Orphans of chaos Heirs of hatred Dreamlike sermons nourishing their lies A huge shroud hides the turgescent abyss Rapped souls Misled shadows and vile spells They got lost in bloodsheds The law of retaliation drives their hearts Sporadic sufferings become legions Like serpents and hydra Blind and voiceless is the artificial decayed oracle The fleshless childhood finde a better landscape Into chemical dreams Insanity rules the world where celestial seeds rot The agnostic hands wrinkle and bleed The concentration of vicious dens Atrophies their values and meanings Empirical proslavery Side effects of dominion design Ultimate spearhead of misery Exacerbated by the unknown I Opened are the gates of hopeless life
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 21, 2026
An ominous silence upon the sins moved to tears By the screams of all the seas Curled up in a complete humility The tarnished dawn cried and garnered all its pain My fellow ones running away far from the cacophony Tightened Without exile My eternal rest altered By the crystal tears and the sobs of the dead Black piece of god Nameless angel Ravenous lord for an utopian world Violent ways Mental aggressions Unwanted race piled up in the fire Disembowling Lacerating Looking for the reflections through the knives Fallen from the grave Mottled from the cold Bestial incarnation rules my pandemonium Obliteration Of the weak creation Let me be thy sword Winds of distress nourished by the plague Holy days sworn to an abysmal hate Inverted faith Without convictions Quarry of dead meat Domain of my rats Blinded by fear Alienation Conjuration of the boiling black blood Bony rosaries Guts as trophies Frantic polymorphic worms burn in my hands Obliteration Of the weak creation Let me be thy sword What am I - I know what I am Who are you - the venom in your blood What am I - I know what I am Who are you - the voice and the vision What am I - I know what I am Who are you - the bitterness in your mouth What am I - I know what I am Who are you - the seal of your wounds Tanquam aegri somnia Me lumen Vos umbra regit Alea jacta est Ad majorem dei gloriam
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 21, 2026
I made darkness my secret place Where black waters and a pale sky merge I stretched out my hands to thee To teach me the way which I shall have to take Lost requests in the divine spheres Strongly sealed in the maze of the past I am Impure was the ocean I crossed Far away are the meanders of lust Golden age of my sanity's rust Delivered from the abyssal flesh Ambient mistrust breeds morality Blood - drifts - anger - opacity World of pain, hegemony From dusk til' dawn I will to dream I enter in the forbidden realm to allow The ghosts of melancholy to settle down Moanings of anguish slowly seize me The dark tranquility drives me to anxiety The sprawls of the underworld cry for me Morbid visions - eternity - short convulsions - nausea From dusk til' dawn I will to dream I enter in the forbidden realm to allow The ghosts of melancholy to settle down Moanings of anguish slowly seize me The dark tranquility drives me to anxiety Phantasmagoria extols my yells In order to erase my epitaph It fights with smber slabbing fever makes me abstruse Forsaken in a dull snowy place I don't see their faces anymore I don't hear the cacophony anymore I don't feel the majestic beauty anymore I am poured out like water And all my bones are out of joint My heart is like wax It is melted in the midst of my bowels My strength is dried up like a potsherd And my tongue cleaves to my jaws And thou hast brought me into the dust of death I made darkness my secret place Where black waters and a pale sky merge I stretched out my hands to thee To teach me the way which I shall have to take Lost requests in the divine spheres Strongly sealed in the maze of the past I am
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 21, 2026
To get rid of our last temple Cold like a grave Through the storm of the primal lies Under the sun of the filthy lambs Crushing avenger from the blazing sky Above the lake of the fleshles wolves Reasoned a monotonous chant so grand Anthem to our fall in the great masquerade The eternal rest will never be found Aphorisms stabbed the mortal allegories When the blood poured without reason Wings of eternity so pure - so white Breathed a strong wind of hopes First showers of a new black era Leathers stained by the crimson streams Appearance of the older stigmas Sneaky rapture betrayed by grins Riding the elements The flight of a messiah The flame which warmed my heart - You - the majestic one Drinking our tears sad countless tears Freezing of all the black sins Weakening the primitive whiff Gleaming the best from our lugubrious glint Riding the elements The flight of a messiah The flame which warmed my heart - You - the majestic one Adrift on the water Behind the immense walls of fog Alone - tired and ill Out of the wounds come the slugs Struck by the plague Wrapped in the dark Tarnished as my heart The dying swan To get rid of our last temple Cold like a grave Through the storm of the primal lies Under the sun of the filthy lambs I cry for the avenger of my blazing sky Roarings above plains The embrace of the evil on your distraught wings I play to forget that I have pain Black thoughts rot my lugubrious fate
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 21, 2026
The sky flairs up to me and the night opens its gates The starry circle is convenient And the fog whispers my name The water streams along my body And the rain tears up my face Like frantic razors arising from nowhere My breath comes in gasps and my heart pounds wildly My fingers wrinkle on the taut rope I care not about the grim shadows which surround me I'm overcome by the feeling of lightness Into an insignificant creak My paralyzed eyes travel in the void The dazing sight of elements which burst out Devoured by utopia My soul so grand - empty - wan And buries with my roses - my screams - tears and sobs Ephemeral Ablaze by the woods and the roots of evil
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Jun 21, 2026