Destiny Wore a Bondage Mask

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Three shapes retake their form upon a stormy heath And summoned their dark mother from the horror that lies beneath. Risen from the blackness with all the furies of the deep. Enraged with the sisters as out of their mischief, Her did they keep. The three she was expecting to summon her for her part To meddle in the issue with the glory of her art Amendments thus she order for the witches to see done. At dawn of the next morning, the King's security they would shun. (chorus) Harbingers of wickedness! Prepared their final kiss! Harpies of darkness! To cast the kind in black abyss! Oraculum Strigoi! Oraculum Strigoi! A chant to summon darkness, a chant the sisters spew. Around the iron cauldron their poisoned entrails threw. Grand Hekate is exultant! This day the King shall rue! Still haunted by the specter, the kind doth felt the need. To visit the dark sisters as his questions they would heed. He thus demanded answer to the prophecies foretold. His voice echoed through the walls of the cavern grim and cold. But the sisters remained silent, as the first omen appeared. An armed head roared above him and lay future in his ear. His kin he had to fear, the worthy Thane of life His coming on the kind, could cut him like a sharpened knife. ...They would shun... (chorus) Harbingers of wickedness! Prepared their final kiss! Harpies of darkness! To cast the kind in black abyss! Oraculum Strigoi! Oraculum Strigoi! A chant to summon darkness, a chant the sisters spew.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Man and beast gather their regions Where shadows pave over barren stillness Dullness hinted despair in multiple shades of grey... Struggling to hear over pounding hearts Struggling to breathe as they pray (chorus) Sacrament, the final, Sacrament On the final... Pious chants rise from ages old Dancing in presence of immortal bloom Gleaming halls replace the burial ground Absolved by bleak realm awaiting in its tomb Sacrament, the final, Sacrament On the final... Bygone now glazed drifters Wailed in cerements of future death At Sacramental Sacrifice. Thee all decay down orb lit pathway And with them, soon, fragile mortality For risen he who feasts on holy wings Under blood moons shedded light Hail ne'er dispelled servants Fingers coiled ere raving gates so bright Kin's in suffering, brothers in oath Fawn abreast inner circle of plight Lords and Ladies of the Abyss Cast blesphemes ichor rain Otherwhere brutes, too, felt the calling His majesty reigns again! (chorus) Stalk the night and possess the morn The day of lawlessness is upon us And hearts burn with sulfur... Accept the mark of the beast on the final Sacrament!

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

Set against the sinister red Oils of yellow descended upon And perched atop breast of eminent glow That epitomized all divine and pure Refuge in paralyzed sleep it found Assumed the form of nightmare reeking of death As morn omit bondaged in vain, brought no day, withdrew unbound With head tilted back, spilled dark waves of hair Invisible chains restrain limbs leaving the mind aware Presence of a heavy spirit whispers silent screams Mocking prayers that upon awakening are only appeased. Fear of the unknown bestowed sustenance Bearing to light featureless mare. Haunting through the sinister red Reached out for a single touch against her loneliness. Embracing the nightmare more and more Wayward desire in terror was sought When death and solace bound into woe... In a Nightmare reeking of death As morn omit bondaged in vain, brought no day, withdrew unbound Under its folded wings swayed is shamelessness truth Maiden by brute pursued and lashed by faith before the mare And all was black, but incubus breath diffusing through deceased... Echoing wheeze grew fainter, Set adrift to paradise lost Soon to fade enchantment cast, Yet faded not importunate lust.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

Could this be the realm of lake of souls? Succumbed to utter darkness. Weary eyes gaze down the abyss Tailing eerie objects into a pattern Shape of mocking grin, blood-filled pleasure Looking back at oneself with two hollow caverns Could this be the realm of lake of souls? Stars extinguish upon our day of meeting Suppressed recollection forced back to consciousness Foul image poise, amid the murky maroon Disgorging words portrayed through lips blesphemes. "This is the lake of souls... Find redemption in desecration Hold your breath and follow me into the belly of the beast Flee from moral conventions. Hold your breath and follow me... The cure is to embrace the hatred Hold your breath and follow me... The cure is to embrace the hatred Our lives are overrated." Thrusting both hands hither its mouth Relying on the feel of the pit down-under Like a broken mirror reflection shudders asunder Reveaing that which beneath the surface lies Defiled corpses preserved in guttered entrails Masochistic famine coerced drunken days... An intoxicated essence of the dead Of those who shared the same thoughts as they fled. Pulled into the whirl of deceased Forever entwined in eternal peace Chains of sturdy hands seal the dawning of a pitiful faith And before the dawn denied thee breath Where no shadows, cast The fire light "You know where to find me"

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

Worship, Service, Endurance, Control, Impalement, Allow, exhibition, Degradation Fornphilia, Discomfort, Addiction, Abuse, Mutilation, Bread And Wine, Suicide, Repeat. Suspended Mouths, Pant Hollow Lies Elegant Bruises, Strays Despise Hooded, Darkness Lost Within Fathers Forgive Us, We Must Sin.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

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Horizons sever gilled from winged, Fear bade in depth of her wound With each sunset and sunrise. There is a peace solemn known! There is a peace solemn known to an indolent dream. Where the withering lights meet in transcendental beam (chorus) Nyctophilic - Reverence for all that glisten blue Melancholic - Reverence for all that glisten Diabolic - Reverence for all that glisten blue Nyctophilia, Nyctophilia. Horizons drown in the sea and are no more And lurking shadows follow their white phantom form Confined in a second out of cluster and void Hidden, yet felt and seen through eyelets of beyond. A new found darkness of a thousand nights to come. Hidden, yet felt and seen through eyeslets of (chorus)

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

Bestial hooves hauled carriages doomed to wither From swamps born of the Autumn rains Up mountain shoulders, through twisted trees In the gathering darkness, till faded to wreaths of smoke And spirited away from burning homes Where beings on verge of death's embrace Vestige engravings of terror and anguish Buried within emaciated ghosts of former selves To grounds freely uninhibited, but the crow Only grew accustomed to burning hair and flesh The panorama, desolate sea of dust and sand Extended beyond edifice chimneys Where scavengers ascend... Manifested daunt... Awaken, Angelus Mortem hums., Like Wagner's Symphonies melodies Mock despair in full descent... And mosquitoes converge from nettle roots Driven by scent of despair, plagued air Swarm amongst disposable brutes To bask in final gulps of blood until taken over by the flames Aloft gardens of broken bones, the god like keeper advanced Pallor of moon veiled light spread across the bloodless face And bitter sardonic hums set off reverbs of aeons dead bells. Brushed against damnations wing, adorned with emerald scales Amons crawl under the skins, left no restrain to burden dying eyes. Detached from feel and all that's real thy gaze reverts above To look upon its face, as one more soul in smoke to rise To grounds freely uninhibited, but the crow Only grew accustomed to burning hair and flesh The panorama, desolate sea of dust and sand Extended beyond edifice chimneys

(From Ashes to Ashes From Filth to Filth) The corridor extended as far as the eye Can wander in distance And footsteps carry shadows long That of cloak and limb Like echoes in silence Hind silhouettes under hoods grim 'ware the eyes who like gems seem to shine Avaunt the lights of dawn In a dusk of a thousand years Past holy saints, from stained glass Compelled to each choir window Past baptismal fire flicker That twitch hind their halo (chorus) They who marched to reckoning They who drank from Lake of Souls They who holler backward prayers Sealed in realm from grimoire scrolls They who marched to reckoning They who drank from Lake of Souls They who holler backward prayers Ashes to Ashes, Filth to Filth Demons evicted from living souls Sworn an oath within these walls Back and forth this cage they roam Worthy of its darkness were... (chorus)

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

Overtone of melancholy Descried obliterated Memories through crevices And cracks in hoary timber roofs Beneath the sordid passage bodies entombed Fertilize my roots pillars consumed Amidst lumid remnants of embers long cold Rose from dust and ashes bled the lost city of Aedis And the vast court dimm'd below rain-gray facade Sowed tremor thro' spectral portents in weird gust uncannily from grounds beaten flat by rapid hounds Wound up, South front, Twere but one horologe No more pends unsound (chorus) Drudging are the shambled remains 'tween somber graves Sworn a waltz of death... Necropendulum Keepers three stir rusty gears succumbing to decay Spewed from bowels of desolate eternities until rays of morrow condemned spirits Quench hate aloft crypt of Abysmal Antiquities Rose from dust and ashes bled the lost city of Aedis And the vast court dimm'd below rain-gray facade Sowed tremor thro' spectral portents in weird gust uncannily from grounds beaten flat by rapid hounds Wound up, South front, Twere but one horologe No more pends unsound (chorus)

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

The ravens prepare for an early reaping From trees indifferent to the murders in the wood Spirits with no form seek flesh to inhabit Not all are lost who wander and roam She seeks flesh, she seeks... flesh... (chorus) Fast Falls the eventide and the first appartion Treading the path, the crossroads of perdition Nocturnal calm in that black and white vision She passed upwind disappears in haze Spoken of only in death tellers tongue The second crossroads and the third Rise with the mist and twice again She hurries across without a word (chorus) And the crows spoke her name... the crows spoke her name Damonica the crows spoke your name From which of the nine circle of hell Fell the non speaking demon, so near yet faint At the crossroads fourth, The crows spoke her name Demonica Saint, Demonica Saint The guardian of the nether gate! The voice in farwayer's tremor! Upon encounter forth, she ne'er descends alone... (chorus)

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

(chorus) Masters of Cor are here to entwine us Paga we kiss forever it binds us Forcefully inflicted slave flower Dina Flourishes on flesh of branded Kajira Masters of Cor Masters of Cor Watchful eyes must be amused Rings and bolts and skin twined Screams weed out mercifully hopes And turn the swans to swine, swans to swine Impulsive gestures Of self-hating satisfaction Obey the voices from behind... Obey the voices from behind... Uncovered by blaze from moons of three A world unseen as breeze o'er willow leaves Where like Sleen, destined to the chains, Humiliation absorbed in morbid pain, And bells and thongs bear the slave Face the shame and swallow the hate, the hate (chorus) As blood warms the furs in snake-like trails Smiting bells each sellout a secret. Secret, secret, secret, secret, secret

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025