The Mystical Gate of Reincarnation
(Chapter 1 - Will Of Suicide) Here at Stonehenge I stand in front of my nightmare Preparing to travel in a dream Far into a subconscious mindscape The meditation begins today As the full moon passes away Not knowing what's to tell Concentration of my inner self As pure as a glass reflection I gain control of my matter and perception With my Grimoire Near the altar at Stonehenge Casting my conjuration Through mighty pronunciation As the first word of power echoes... Tiamat The moon becomes eclipse The one eyed typhoon Absorbes the sky The winds amplify With the smell of Gore Gore... Gore... Blood The... The yelling of the second word brings forth damnation... Come... Thoth I open wide my veins to unleash the putrid inside me Escaping reality from my body Everlasting lust of death Blood falls from the sky My staff held high Capting energy from reality Breaking the flow time Torment the spirit cry Lost into the agonizing storm Deathless carion Light field protecting From forthcoming damnless evil Focus my energy Creating a cone of lightning A black hole, an opening Of a gate for my destiny Entering the world of absu I'm about to die Vibrating Body collapsed with my soul Suffocating My spirit sucked in the hole Summoning Demons from the ancient past Binding Negative forces within Disintegrating Unhuman beings Deep in the hordes nest The battle of Damians In the eternal darkness Azure of dark guardians Attacked by entities Psyche power is fading Abuse be mental aggressivities Terror, inflicted pain Trapped in trance, as I burn Spiritual Without time and existence My lost hope No escape, as I suffer In my grave In darkness, I will raise From my fear, Infinity blind Forever tortured, mind Frozen in time... Kutu...
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 26, 2026
Kataklysm Mystical Gate Of Reincarnation Mystical Plane Of Evil (Chapter 2 - Enigma Of The Unknown) Floating in torment, suspended animation, captured in frontiers Between time and space Dimensions, stepping through barriers, toward the void, the dark Forces increase Near my goal, from my calling, still resisting, still hoping Perceiving in a shower of black fog, a big bright vortex straight Ahead my course Where Damians block my path, using my last drop of energy, I smash Into the exit Destroying them and gaining entrance Revolution of time, passing the vortex, restores my soul, feeding My power grows Of hate and desire, to destroy and receive, pain and pleasure Within The lost domain of GANZIR, an ethereal plane, the world beyond of Beyond Afterlife of Damians, war bound of demons MYSTICAL PLANE OF EVIL MYSTICAL PLANE OF EVIL The captor of inverse energy, the destructor of captive tortured Souls Protected by emissaries of alien creatures, unknown to human race The wishes of every souls here came through, the gift of Annihilation, confrontation, elimination And reborn of new unlife demonic forces, instead of their freedom Damians....Damians... In the great battlefield of death, some of LEVIATHAN minions use Portals to travel back to earth To get more food....more souls Here, they are draining life with malevolent crystals which feed LEVIATHAN And replaces the spirit=B9s energy with dark fumes, what did I wish For? I fly through the exit of this hell, emerging from the astral = Horror Reentering my body that was in my room, lying in a pool of blood I raise like a zombie from my bed, I am now an undead, a terrorizing Terror of the living No, I want to live, revive I want to undo what I've done! Dead, dismal, rebel, warrior, sinister, hunger for life Unblessly taken to rotten crypts...
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 26, 2026
(Chapter 3 - Reborn Through Death) Marching corpse to rise, I must fulfill my new destiny, crawlwalking From my suicide As I penetrate the exit of my home, my mother had a nervous Breakdown and fell into a coma Outside my domain, I discover, that my dreaming abilities were my Undead powers Casting a spell of no return, at the forgotten Isle, where lies the Forbidden shrine Out of my tornado field near the sacred shrine, I climb the steps of Knowledge Each step inflicts me terrible pain, decomposition of my soul as my Innard organs rot away Flesh falling part by part, dematerialization In front of the pedestal, I open the golden book and some of my Fingers fall off A bright radiance illuminated from the book, this gleam dissolves my Eyes The pus flows on my cheeks, at this moment a voice says... "what are thine purpose?", as I answer one of my arms breaks into Pieces "i am here... I want to repent myself, from my will of death" "art thou sure?"... Yes!, then read aloud what is written I can't, my eyes... I must concentrate... I see the chant of life, the Mantra to reborn Ahm... Mu... Hum... Cah... Veramocor! Ahm... Mu... Hum... Cah... Now I can hear thousands of lamenting damians around the sacred Shrine Waiting for my soul to fall, my body cracks in two I keep my faith 'till the end of the beginning As my torso of vomiting worms dies My brain explodes... My body is thrown in... I'm alive... Free to reborn!
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 26, 2026
The Orb Of Uncreation!... For light years, the sphere of beauty travels the lives, in its Void drained behind for unknown spaces the sphere I'm coming to fulfill your needs, I'm here to satisfy your feelings EARTHLINGS And here to take what is rightfully mine YOUR SOUL For your war that soils the earth YOU'LL PERISH Where does it come from?, maybe from the calling...of the Living?...The orb... From deep beauty, the sphere strives in vain, lightens its vast Creation... From splendid energy, the sphere walks in grace, glows its new Destination TO UNCREATE!
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 26, 2026