Anotos
Fabricated sense of existence Bleached expressions from the face Annihilation bordering mankind Poison the well to make it yours Unprepared to suffer thirst Spectral past Echoing like a mantra The noose slowly tightens Humanity choking on itself Discorded voices howl Dreams isolated, imprisoned Blindly cornered, facing the wall Chaos lost its order And angels burnt their wings just so they could fall World inundated by contaminated purity Shrines so close together they form a wall Utopia - the land of soil soaked with tears The world burns! The stench of scorched feathers spread in the air All will end with a failed endeavour Incognizant Human soul devoured The world burns! Eradication and the purge of the Earth The world burns! In the end only ash will remain!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Thrown into the pit called existence, a call for blood implanted Born into the world of sadists, taught to feast on the misery of others Stigmatized A fate already chosen unaware… None of the existing being perceives the life the same as the others Perception of reality is based upon the environment in which the body exists Frequently lured in a maze of self-absorbed admiration based upon nothing worth Subconsciously seeking patterns in the world, to give existence a meaning, one must relinquish control of the mind, rise above the average and diminish the preset limitations Contempt and bias fueled by ego A perfect combination to insulate oneself from empathy Appreciation - an emotion abandoned by men Unveiled is the true nature of the beast called human None of the existing being perceives the life the same as the others Perception of reality is based upon the environment in which the body exists Frequently lured in a maze of self-absorbed admiration based upon nothing worth Subconsciously seeking patterns in the world, to give existence a meaning, one must relinquish control of the mind rise above the average and diminish the preset limitations Inadvertently limiting the adequacy of oneself disavowing the omens Nonexistent and forgotten, a fate awaiting all of humanity A void reminiscence… without a name
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
There is no God nor masters you blindly chose to follow Constant need binding you to your throne of thorns Violence – mankind´s universal language Severing the human bond still clinging onto the soul Behead the lying serpent question all sermons Bleed out the venom Discard its poisonous lies Envision the untainted horizons Unshackle the forgotten perception Discard all poisonous lies Obscured era has ended Time for a new consciousness to come Deny oneself thе blinding prayer, denounce thе oblivious Illuminate! So now, start a fire to cleanse this tainted haven Let the waters in, and drain the remains of the filth Before… The empyrean turns to void And the sky accepts the red for its primal state Denature the human being Once evanescent soul distorts Obscured era has ended Time for a new consciousness to come Deny oneself the blinding prayer, denounce the oblivious Illuminate! Merely a muffled voice buried deep, and forced to dwell Can give birth to hope But the idea, acknowledgment and sense oneself Worthless if not nourished Worthless….Nourished… The eclipse of deliverance is upon Justifying the trivial, unfit to sustain the essential Compulsion divides the world Even the highest pedestals eventually shatter Time - The claws of the only god that ever existed Death – its tool Life is a paved passageway leading to nothingness
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Plague in my mind Eating away My capability to see Look in your eyes fills me with ecstasy While I watch you fade away Stampede of extreme pleasure mixed with fear and self-disgust What is done is done, there´s no way to save my soul Warm breath becomes dead cold Dye my dagger red... Looking down on my grotesque work of art Not my blood upon my skin, but I’m the one that´s wounded Voices calling- confess your sins? Or take their fate in your own hand Evening the score with the world Hell, upon thee- who made me something I despise to be Pain- inside my head, hurts so much, but I still can´t feel Death- my gift to you Walk upon the weak... You were the first one on my quest to kill!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
When no more tears are shed upon the bodies When all the grief is left behind Inner demon once again lured from repressed parts of the soul Executioner brought back Soulless - seeking revenge Without intention to stop Hate and pain Emerges to the point where violence is left Hair frantically pulled down from the head Beaten down and limbs torn off from the body I’ll make you suffer You’ll beg for a quick demise While you stare into damnation Feel the nails across your skin Ripping the life, tearing the soul Pale, pale are your eyes Empty void left inside Focused on the deed With a vision how to end it all Victims are not chosen any more They are counted Nothing more than a glimpse in the sky Left in forgotten memory Standing in a pool of blood, demigod awoken Omnipotent, feed from the deed Standing in a pool of blood, demigod risen All now kneel in front of the one who’s chosen To control the life I the destroyer
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Rotten awareness What´s left in your human mind ceases to function Pathetic figure, abominating The stench suffocates End this worthless accumulated miasma Obsessed with putting your loathsome entity to death Barehanded suffocate and beautifully tore your limbs apart With precise cuts, my art comes to form, mastered the torture Immolation purifies Majestic canvas Obsessed with putting your loathsome entity to death Barehanded suffocate and beautifully tore your limbs apart Your еxistence is pointless Mеaningless life of oneself Pale heritage is lost, forgotten Your existence, erased! Rotten awareness What´s left in your human mind cease to function Pathetic figure, abominating The stench suffocates End this worthless accumulated miasma Standing above the body, analyze the cuts in the skin Perfecting the art Flesh canvas
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Stagnation Ominous destroyer of lives Life begins to pull and drain the spirit out of the body until the mind breaks Since man enslaved the environment no pressure and resistance is applied to new generations of weaklings, resulting personalities morph into a clustered identical one with a lack of unique capability to survive Individuals showing the impulse to grow above the boundaries of the pre-defined limitations arе infected with fear and doubt, abolishеd and shaped into aspects to fit Mind fixated on a pre-implanted credo Under the assumption it is the valid one Leaving no room for perception to grow Condemns oneself to a life in a blinding deceit The importance of matter involved is greater than ever We just stand here forlornly waiting to wither Time’s purpose is not to serve in the favor of us Without contingent of prosperity the gap in which we fall is getting deeper The ever growing pit of bleak despondent souls is the wound of humanity Since man enslaved the environment no pressure and resistance is applied to new generations of weaklings, resulting personalities morph into a clustered identical one with a lack of unique capability to survive Individuals showing the impulse to grow above the boundaries of the pre-defined limitations are infected with fear and doubt, abolished and shaped into aspects to fit Slipping through fingers Losing grip of our actions-life ends Cleanse of mankind is long overdue Downfall of man brought upon humanity by the lack of minds abstract arranging matter Guided in a way there in no abstract path to a solution Scattered at the presence of newborn weaklings high on groundless ego Finite - the circle ends!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Deliberately chosen and found Unaware, awaiting your demise A memorial taken from you Insults and humiliation suffered It was you who put me where I stand now Bastard Liar Unworthy weakling crawling under my feet Feel the fury And the wrath of me Stigmatize the world Watch it till it burns Crumble like a suffocating dog right before the end A vigorous effort Meticulous vision of abolished life Foul act in motion Covered with the shroud To hide the face-mutilated Torn and slice taken to remember Bastard Liar Unworthy weakling crawling under my feet Feel the fury And the wrath of me Stigmatize the world Watch it till it burns Crumble like a suffocating dog right before the end A new pleasure is born Verging on depravity A piece is taken to fill the vision And replace the pain To see, to take the memory with me With every soul collection grows A piece of shroud to fill the vision And ease the pain A fiendish delight in causing strain Malevolent portrayal of constellation of death and life to act upon awaits
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
One can be amazed by the persistence of the anomaly striving to become a constant until the pitch black veil obscures the view in to the soul Blinded with smoke of the fire consuming the world and the existence of the idea A physical presence is merely a state of mind in which the energy´s conditioned to exist A vigorous dark matter lingering among the vivid luciferous creations Its presence crumbling the exigent nature of the vagary Mesmerized is a certain point when the energy of the being is no longer stable An opposing energies morph together and therefore cause unbalance in coherence of the body and the soul Why does One feel different than the others? Is there a way to break the circle? Or is the One, the only true form still not infected by the surrounding environments weaknesses A sanity under siege resulting in a mind forming a state often considered trivial A deception implanted in the conscience, a false sense of security in a distorted surrounding Why does One feel different than the others? Is there a way to break the circle? A fallacious detail with a colossal effect nurtured from insignificant speck of thought See Me Now I am the end Habitat is considered perfectly safe if there is no deviation from the settled environment So what is the part of the endless cluster that disrupts the cohesion and cause a disturbance in the essence of life There is no angular trajectory of the thought, since it’s constructed from all surrounding particles See Me Now I am the end A black hole Consuming the mind as you sleep
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
In the expectation of the end Is the wait that bears the burden But only acts committed by myself brings me closer to the feared final Words will cut you deep Penetrate your soul and through your flesh Promises violently affects, is anything real? I bury myself in a box full of broken glass Endeavor a glimpse beyond doubt Indelicate self, distorting my frame of reference Ingest the lies that makes you hollow Existence of my singleness suffocates in a treason of my mind In hate infested soul evil dwells Immortality fades away... Words will cut you deep Penetrate your soul and through your flesh Promises violently affects, scar is eternal I bury myself in a box full of broken glass The view is facing straight
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026