In the Catacombs of Time

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There is no god, but only devil. No revelation from below. Reality is but a cavern With false existance to travail. Agony (to no avail), Suffering (in vain). Tenebrous rifts and pillars of stone, Stygian halls we all traverse, Malefic creatures lurk in darkness, They rip our flesh and drink the blood. Agony (to no avail), Suffering (in vain).

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

My will is driven By all the evil Spirits Presiding over the universal dark. My soul is taken By disillusioned Kindred, Stretched and entwined 'round trees of vows. They twist and turn To their advantage The mind Of every architect. Deprived of my essence For every creature's sake, Left with a mere vestige Is this enough to live? Pragmatic lure Or lack of choices To put your heart In their right place. My will is driven By all these vicious Beings With demiurge obliquities of mind. My soul is taken By disenchanted Allies. They only want another thrall in sight. Deprived of my essence For every creature's sake, Left with a mere vestige Is this enough to live?

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Alone within this kingdom So vast, forlorn and cold, I slowly pierce the darkness, Shall meet my end in time. This idle room never ends, No torch bright enough to defeat the blackness. (yet) Something shall wait on the edge, A sign to explain why we all still suffer. Something shall wait on the edge, A sign to explain why we all still suffer In this realm forlorn and cold.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Among these ghosts I walk Groping my way in the dark. Taking a path long lost, Recalling the bewitching eyes. In the catacombs of time The ghosts still gaze about. Indifferent to your call, Begetting uniformity. The voice so bleak and dry, It comes from shadows' depths. Mundane yet very distant, Sound of a tongue once known. (I have heard This voice I have seen These eyes.) I have heard This voice I have seen These eyes. I have walked This road, I have borne These scars. Here everything's the same Forgotten means entombed. The dead will never rise The ghosts lie by the corpses. In the catacombs of time The ghosts still gaze about. Indifferent to your call, Begetting uniformity.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Limbs clutched, I'm one with the arms. Glass eyes Witness tragedy. Battlefield, A quintessence of malism. Need to kill Every last one around me. My craft Is to be put to death. Life's lie Needs to be maintained. In truth - I perished long ago, Together with the lost and hollow. Pale face, Worms crawl at my feet. Blood stains Cover the loose skin. My craft Is to be put to death. Life's lie Needs to be maintained. In truth - I perished long ago, Together with the lost and hollow. My craft Is to be put to death. To live Is only to pretend. In truth - I perished long ago, Together with the lost and hollow. I'm food for the flames.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Sorg Är min tröst. Liv, En bitter längtan. Jag finner ingen lisa I mina ord av bekännelse. Själen kommer ingenstans När den är så syndig. Jag vill dra mig undan I mina förlusters värld. Och du, du gör en grimas Full av harm, motvilja och skam. Vad driver mig och ger mig vingar, Vad tränger in i mitt onda sinne, Är det smärta som jag söker? Är det smärta som jag saknar? Sorg Är min tröst. Liv, En bitter längtan.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Chalk cliffs, freezing clime, Cenote divine. Nature of Karst endows us with faith. Land rich in its rites, Infidel ignites. All traitors of Karst shall die in flames. Long live the mighty Karst realm! Fight the ego men crave! Long live the mighty Karst realm! One for all and all for none! The wielder of might, Thine foes in fright. All hail the darkness and join the fight. To each his own cave, Own banner to wave. King rules the Karst Realm with his iron hand. Long live the mighty Karst realm! Fight the ego men crave! Long live the mighty Karst realm! One for all and all for none!

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

I'm at the edge of this cold land, And staring down into the void. The truth so sharp, cutting my mind. Years of oppression, all for none. The mind frosts over, Violated by nothingness. There must be something underneath, Futility leads to one's bane. The vial of vacuousness drove me Through all the bitterness and pain. I've walked this road all alone. The pit of blackness draws me on. Maybe once there, I'll come to know The secrets kept by the horned one. Forward across the edge of sanity, Falling through the morbid reality.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

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