Amongst Profound Portraits... And Her Silent Deceit

My ride began under a heaven lit by a flickering star Guiding my way through a virgin buffet, reminding of my sinful scars Lines of black torches were burning at the sides of this pale avenue Sparks of the fire flew up from the pyre, witches that scream while they're scorched Seeing her black beauty fading, in the dark and the depth of this night Felt the presence of secrets untold, my feelings for her grew anew' As the petals form their crown Should we not care 'bout those in our midst, let them scream all they desire while they can Her loyalty her grace Should I not see these given signs, to me, let this prophecy of mine be done In our temple, our fallen ruin, all our sins occur Like the love between two tortured souls that are crying out in grief of gendercide Staring at her eyes when i arrived To retrieve what once was mine..a time In what i call her presence Could she see through my disguise, all my lies? Did she treasure what we had, as once in may will she ever adorn my nights again When our dance led us into this depth of trance like those millions before A glimpse as swift as lightning struck my eyes with its infernal glow This pumping vein at her graced neck was all too much for me to just ignore I felt my hunger, my thirst, my growing need Not to do what had been done Fighting to reclaim whilst in her dream This perfect melody that fill my soul With peace and harmony for once again I must repress all that i long for Deep silence... Within me, crawling out towards the meaning of it all I could not foresee my acts of selfishness, the deeds Will haunt my every path Leading to destroy my love for you Have I consumed all that you were? The principles you had before this meeting came at hand I can feel your pain and suffering It's just your body dying No need to pay attention, It's leaving you with the darkest of all life This dark gift, we get It differs It's not like night and day, it's fate Try it, Can you read my mind? On a carriage cursed we ride Towards this perfect eve Travelling between the sunsets with our minds all set to east Having no time to be afraid of what's beneath your veil you'll see... In a time of a time of eternity, i beg of you, come play with me In a park see a spark from the lust of the last It glitters there like gold On a carriage cursed we ride Towards this perfect eve Travelling between the sunsets with our minds all set to east Having no time to be afraid of what's beneath your veil, Satanic Tyrrany

Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 22, 2026

By God she went to a lonely place, a smear on the map of landscapes, close to dawn. I am in such molded temper so close to seal the crutch that all cruelty hold with contempt All in for me for all the trechery that made my loss for thee, in mourning sunrites flew ("i feel my death in thee") In mourning sunrites few (I come for you!) Running in circles, demanded by few In our prosperity, poison that grew Standing entrusted by the gate of her soul Vielding insecurity powdered by coal Expelled from her castle, expand does her sores Into the crypt like the fallen once more And therefore I ask you: May I please be obliged? From mountains to skies dressed in gowns A murmur to quiet for the horizon to hear A scream all to loud, vanished by fear Outrage on her fallen, outrage on her fallen, outrage on her fallen soul!!! From designated graves within crippled entanglement, melted to raw....metal In my butchered sleep, reaching for me, oh sweet metal, cut through my skin All the dark forests shall bring the branches for hanging in our wedding ring (oh sweet metal) Just to see through disguise over black velvet eyes Enough to be punished, cut-upped and devoured Enough to be murdered by sharp-edged claws Enough to be eaten, lingered by (cause) In loneliness weep, crying for comfort in deep solitude, Nothing would work, for my princess was lewd The lust for another was magically sewn Her deep passage was sealed to a world around fire Put out, briefly, to be the descents breath of meaningless words Believe, as I hold you so close to me, or you'll never see The pain that you've brought me must soon have its ending again As a plague strike the inner of all carrying wombs The beginning of our sweet birth written by words of mistake This is what blood and flesh'll spare Her cries like armature Her veins like drugs, a prayer Rushing past my foul charade And holding on to plea Entangled by the burning graves Embraced by seeking free Falling from the mountain seas Crawling far beyond the outer me Hungry for a broken soul That jesus tored from his control Glass in a mass of a priest in the cast To enjoy all sins with a terrible grin By heart She must learn More about her expectations Hidden in between of bitter succedings Growing in this world Like howling through what seems within Grasping her sweet holiness, being my sin From my lust to be seen, Forbidden to glean The look of her face, covered in seams Her body moan Her head unknown Decapitated and sewn Bloodshed over the moon My bride is now forever Filthy skin above my shrine A veil worn for a major fine Coming from a passing sewer I've come for you.....

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

See the pain of monster strictly hanging in their trees Overseeing tombs of a nightmare's cause to tremble in my dreams Formed by stigmata Blood running from ulcered hands and twisting in a ray of moonlight A fierce redemption Claws of breathing stones align to me, my burning crosses tell their story A crucial beast Come forth, between these walls, they breathe like all those broken sing In precious melodies Forgive me for my... Oh fiery lips fellate with sweet desire An aching summer crush, a memory still trapped by haze Fulfil my means, as the fog increase A line of trees, adorn these paths in vain that followed... By a priest, who desperately seeks his needs Beneath the tombs held secrets ashes can't decieve But from a fallen tomb of treachery, be freed I hear the gravestones whisper my name Rising as i hear my calling, bells chime in the east Coffins opened by these fallen angels. A feast, reprieved Eyes are opened, blood is spilt, but for a bitter ending seek The catacombs of my delight be opened with the fright of man

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026