Opprobrium
Oh beautiful daughter of the fragrant earth, seed of the lord beyond the sun, father of light! Silence!
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Silence! How I crave thy flesh and the fruit of thine supple breast! Oh brother, father of light! Doth thou not grant me this indulgence? Naught have I asked of thee, lest I bear the burden of feeble men All must repent before me and yet I dwell in silence! What foolish, craven whims of thine base desire Doth thou dare bring before me once again (doth thou dare)? Silence! The whorish desire of immortal blood forever staineth our celestial rule Thou hath thine lot and deserveth naught but what is bestowed upon thee by my hand! Thine hands! Thine hands! What cruelty! Father of light, ruler of the skies! Covered in the sins of thine own flesh, are naught to dissuade me from my desire Silence! The whorish desire of immortal blood forever staineth our celestial rule! As thou ruleth above, I merely agree to rule below and shall be granted what is rightfully mine This, thine seed is all I crave, a wife to rule alongside me, the rightful heir to the throne in darkness Thine desire is evident, thine intention laid bare before me It is thus that I shall bequeath upon thee what is rightfully yours! Should you obtain what you seek, I shall not intervene
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Born of the light and the earth, pure succulent flesh, white limbs of desire, unsuspecting and gay! Beware the temptation that groweth from the earth below thine feet For he is coming and his hunger is ravenous, his cunning great and his desire unshackled Dare not wander alone As the unsuspecting maiden reaches for a narcissus, the Lord below appears on a gilded chariot drawn by four horses Each helpless to his rabid command, each beholden to his sinister desire Silence! Oh beautiful daughter of the earth! Fragrant seed of the lord beyond the sun! Behold my might and my desire, abducting the seed! All shall I bestow unto thee and naught shall be denied! Herself, helpless to his rabid command Herself, beholden to his sinister desire My hands are the shrines of desolation, my breath reeks of ancient foul flesh Souls devoured by my ruinous splendor, none shall be dissuaded! My hands are the shrines of desolation, my breath reeks of ancient foul flesh Souls devoured by my ruinous splendor, abducting the Seed!
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Yet before a word can be uttered, the seed is snatched and dragged to the kingdom below My hands, once the harbingers of pestilence, now caress thy moist purity! My breath, once reeking of decaying limbs, now masked by thine perfume! Behold mine kingdom that is now ours to rule! Our flesh bound by matrimony and blessed by thine father’s light, now basked by thine perfume Behold mine kingdom that is now ours to rule! Wicked one! Feeblе one! Drenched arе thine hands in corruption that hath consumed thine feckless mind! The arrogance of immortals hath bestowed upon them an unruly indulgence for which I must suffer now?
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
The wings of destiny, scorched by my hands, shall not alter the way of our flesh! I summon thee as my bride, seed of the father of light beyond the sky! Oh beautiful daughter of the earth! But one seed is all I ask, let it touch thine lips and release my wound into thee The wings of destiny, scorched by my hands, the wings of destiny shall not alter the way of our flesh! Wicked one! Feeble one! Naught hath thou granted me that I desire! Yet what is my lot but to dwell in damnation’s darkness? The taste of thine fruit as vermin gather to feast upon carrion flesh Spill thine wounds into me and allow me the taste of thine fruit As the fruit touches her lips, once so pure and radiant, now befallen by a terrible affliction, banished to dwell in damnation’s darkness
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
The whorish arrogance of immortals feeds the corruption of their flesh For they know naught but desire and the pursuit of all indulgence, like the decrepit child sucking at its mother’s teat The whorish arrogance feeds their flesh Their ravenous hunger cannot be stilled, their earthly desire shall not be quenched The foul lord of thunder! He knows no righteousness, he knows no justice! He knows no love but for his fiеndish desire for the lusts that possеss men! The foul lord of the skies! For thou art not worthy of her love! To dwell as a vermin queen ruling maggots in an unholy rot He knows no righteousness, he knows no justice! He knows no love but for his fiendish desire for the lusts that possess men! (Lest she be stricken by grief, there shall be no light, no mercy and no blooming of the earth in any spring, until the seed is returned to her rightful seat) There is but one who commands his mercy and wields it with wisdom
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
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