Terra Mortuus Est

Fusion of minds is a disturbing sacrament. This act is more intimate than the petty unity of flesh. No one knows what awaits in the depths of another’s soul. Depth What await Inside soul. Just one touch is an invitation to obsession. Dark corrupted souls are full of mental contagion. Sadness is the fate of lost minds Which joined with the vile filth of unfamiliar desperation. Through desires leading to a hell. Depravity is becoming mother's milk. For many years soul will rot In a coffin of flesh and bones Until it has failed strangled and dead. Until it has failed strangled and dead. For many years soul will rot. Until it has failed strangled and dead. Until it has failed strangled and dead. Just one touch is an invitation to obsession. Dark corrupted souls are full of mental contagion. Sadness is the fate of lost minds Which joined with the vile filth of unfamiliar desperation. Through desires leading to a hell. Depravity is becoming mother's milk. For many years soul will rot In a coffin of flesh and bones. Corruption devours like a poisonous acid Transforming with painful pleasures. Matter pulsates and crashes Praying to be cleansed From the sin of life.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Every… Every path ends! Between heaven and hell The abyss will be full of death. Every path ends At the edge of the grave. Go and execute Covenant of the dead In the night of Eden To the face of death. You know the laws Of the underworld – Graves are sealed But it's not forever. You know the laws of the underworld! Your dreams will die with you! Go into the silence of tombs In the night of Eden, Go into the silence of tombs To the face of… To the face of death. No one will leave from here Will leave from here alive. This is dead land And place for the dead. Only dead stench, There is no place for life With the incoercible power of decay. You know the laws of the underworld – The dead does not sleep in this lands. You know the laws of the underworld! Your dreams will die… ...with you! There was nothing alive in Eden that night. Every path ends! Go into the silence of tombs In the night of Eden, Go into the silence of tombs To the face of… …death!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

The only one star odiously throbs in forgotten abyss Drinking the bile of whores in the loneliness, Feeding greedy insatiable satellites With torn out vicious hearts. In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony There is someone writhing in paroxysm of disgust. In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony There is someone writhing in paroxysm of disgust. In the chambers where living flesh screams in agony To the blind shuffling and shrieking flutes sound. Through the gates they leaked from the stars Like cosmic pus. The eerie impossible pantheon froze Staring at the swarming life. Through the gates They leaked From the stars Like cosmic pus. Those who were born by inhuman womb Planning sins and enjoying desolation. They walk the earth, creating life forms Life forms for satiation. Squelching in a bloody swamp And leaving cracked bones As predicting the future of The future of our dying race. Dying… Race… Those who were born by inhuman womb Planning sins and enjoying desolation. They walk the earth Creating life forms for satiation. Through the gates They leaked from the stars Like cosmic pus. Through the gates They leaked from the stars Like cosmic pus.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Think thousand times before to choose this path. The one who rules in death, Knows no mercy to all bursting his realm. No matter dead or alive! You destiny will become Warning for ones who walk to the beyond. Who dwells in a grave after a spirit has left? Who will meet you beyond the gates of bones? What will you see on your way To the dismal morbid oblivion? Who dwells in the grave? Who will meet you beyond? He does not hear neither prayers nor appeals, Does not accept sacrifice. He does not hear neither prayers nor appeals, Does not accept… …Sacrifices. He does not hear neither prayers nor appeals, Does not accept sacrifice. He watches but not see And his mouth is sealed. Unnamed nightmare! Who dares to call his name? The one who brings malignant insensate Senseless destruction. Stars rusted in blood like pearls to the filth. To the filth. He knows how to turn over the river of life. Sorcery of death, carrion’s witchcraft. Dark reanimation of the dead. Despair of existence. After his necromancy you can become The great or mad or both of them. Who dwells in a grave after a spirit has left? Who will meet you beyond the gates of bones? What will you see on your way To the dismal morbid oblivion? Who dwells in the grave? Who will meet you beyond? He does not hear neither prayers nor appeals, Does not accept sacrifice. He does not hear neither prayers nor appeals, Does not accept… …Sacrifices.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Sacrifice… Sacrifice for… Every second – new death comes. Every moment – escape from life. Every instant – new downfall. Sacrifice for… Tap of my hateful heart Is a tap at the gates of righteousness. Open the gates and take the gifts! Sacrifice for… Every second – new death comes. Every moment – escape from life. Every instant – new downfall. Sacrifice for… I have dreams, So beautiful visions of disasters and pain, Of piercing horror, sufferings and agony. Sacrifice… Sacrifice for… Sacrifice… Every heart will be bleed, Every sense will bring the suffering. Each eye will see only horror, Each soul will be reaped. Every heart… Every sense… Each eye… Each soul… Every second… Every moment… Every instant… Sacrifice for death! Death! Death!

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

We will know When they arrive Because they are Monsters! Whose offerings are filthy? Whose thoughts are humble? Monster - inside. Monster - outside. Dead kings - kings of the underground. Dead kings - spread words of those who dead. Dead kings - kings of the underground. Dead kings - all mortals will drown in red! They edify unwise and ignorant ones, They preach heresy and the vice. Terrible outrage against nature Which should not be on our side. They drink blood. They plod using sufferings to prolong their lives. Dead kings - kings of the underground. Dead kings - spread words of those who dead. They thirst to stuff their wombs by deaths And drink the souls at the morbid feast. Our screams are the music, Our blood is the wine, Our fears and despair – Most beloved viands. They spend centuries of human lives and inhuman sufferings In forbidden desires and disgusting sins. Lips of betrayers whisper their names In the lands where nobody dies fast. Dead kings - kings of the underground. Dead kings - spread words of those who dead. Dead kings - kings of the underground. Dead kings - all mortals will drown in red. In red!

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

At nights you are haunted by grisly visions, At daytime you doubt the truths of existence. In the darkness beyond the sight There is a place of unfamiliar scenes. Dark images come to you in your dreams And say terrible things. At first they require give to drink them with blood Then order to do that again and again. …give to drink them with blood …to do that again and again. Just another horror scene. Just another living nightmare. Just another journey into madness. Just another reason not to sleep. Just another horror… Just another living… Just another journey… Just another reason… These nightmares are real And nothing can wake you up. You cannot escape From the side Never… Never… Never… Never… Never… Never… Never… What awaits you on the side of the dream? Only new horrors. Only new despair. Your screams from your past Are following you. You cannot talk… You cannot see… You cannot forget… Ocean of pain washes the shores of your mind But you cannot drown voices in your head with blood. Terrible evil sick monsters Do terrible evil sick deeds. You are sleeping and this is only fancy. This is just a dream and you'll wake up, Wake up! Wake up! Just another horror seen. Just another living nightmare. Just another horror… Just another living… Just another reason… Against my will I screamed and screamed Until I lost my voice and mind And everything became dark.

Once upon the rot. Everything will perish In the name of nothing. Shadows should wander, Living should decay, Burned should be scattered. To the oceans of oblivion ashen river flows - To the cave full of dark, of dust, of abyss... There is nothing left here - it's time to go. To the path of black winds and ruined stone, To the path of torn veins and white bones, To the path of fear and dreams, lies and grief. Our journey is long and unbearable - Will it ever end? There will be no rest Until all blood is shed, Until all hopes has fallen with skin Baring shameless naked bones Which won’t be seen. Will it ever end? Until all blood is shed, Until all hopes has fallen with skin Baring shameless bones. Beyond all spheres In the depths of unknown, In a desert of sins We wander around void. The never-ending torture Of despair will announce That the path is passed And we will turn into decay. But the bodies of mortals are already dust. Tell me how can soul turn to dust? To the oceans of oblivion ashen river flows - To the cave full of dark, of dust. Of dark… Of dust… Of abyss… Of… Of dark… Of dust… Of abyss…

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Space is deserted But not lifeless! Its sepulchral blackness is an unsuitable place For the eyes that can see. His miracles are strange And frightening and his gifts are terrible. Those who were when there was nothing, Those who were before nothing. Will shake off age-old torpor, Will rise in all abomination, Will sit on the empty throne Of homo-asapience. Will make nests in the guts Of the defeated king of nature. Will make nests in the guts - Will rise in all abomination. Their hands are on your throat But you can't see them. Do you have the strength To fight the poison that is worse than death? Their hands are on your throat But you can't see them. Do you have the strength To resist the will of the stars? Horror that crawled out the belly of starless night, Horror that stretching for thousands years, Horror that is relentless, insatiable, invisible - The world of light is cursed and enslaved forever. Listen and obey, mother-borns! Bow your heads before praised with howl! Let sate them with your warm blood Giving the life to their descendants! Horror that awakened by boiling blood, Horror that came for death, Horror that relentless, insatiable, invisible - The age of fear and fires. Will make nests in the guts Of the defeated king of nature. Will make nests in the guts - Will rise in all their abomination. Horror that crawled out the belly of starless night, Horror that stretching for thousands years, Horror that is relentless, insatiable, invisible - The world of light is cursed and enslaved… …Forever!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

From the lands beyond day and night, From distant realms and forgotten empires, From the graves where there is no place for the breath of life, From a source that has no name – These mysteries are. The ancient one Dwells in the dream. Сreatures that were spawned by nightmare Whisper about them And demons grovel around In humiliating horror. Not knowing pain and compassion, Unbounded by morals and flesh, Blood-stained and sated They slowly drown in the void. Human servants drenched in blood Wriggles and slides in the slime at their feet. Their grim offerings – Own hearts filled with dread. As claws scraping steel, As a disease eating bones Their terrible voices whisper in their heads On the language which is known by only the dead, The madman and the unborn by the womb of Earth. From distant realms, From the grave, From a source that has no name – These mysteries are.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Through the dark pitch of the embracing pain My dreams led me through lands I had never known, Through abodes of horror where no one should tread. How did I get into this world on the edge of worlds? The corpse-world – a world full of tortures Which stuck on the edge of madness In one-step to the empty abyss. This land is inhabited by ghosts and fading memories. In the midst of the abode of horrors You did not notice your death. Is it possible for a madman to go mad? You are praying to be not in this black cold place. There is nothing, just an endless Fall… Oblivion… Through the valley of the shadow of death… I will fear no evil. The tortured land is haunted and poisoned. In the midst of the abode of horrors, On the end of the worlds You did not notice your death. Spectral voices call To the festival Of the burial. Their speech is full of stench and poison. In the void of unspeakable hunger they feast But the viands of dust are tasteless. There is no other food here, only flesh – A lavish revelry for scavengers and worms. Our forefathers sank Into the silence of death long ago, In lands where tombs… Tombstones take roots. The long-suffering land Is haunted and frozen in rigor mortis. In the midst of the abode of horrors, On the line of no return… The tortured land is haunted and poisoned. In the midst of the abode of horrors, On the end of the worlds You did not notice your death. Through the dark pitch of the embracing pain My dreams led me through lands I had never known, Through abodes of horror where no one should tread. How did I get into this world on the edge of worlds? The corpse-world – a world full of tortures Which stuck on the edge of madness In the step to the empty abyss. Is it possible for a madman to go mad? You are praying to be not in this black cold place. There is nothing, just an endless Fall…

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025