Better Left Dead
Serum of life. Hidden in the lab,the writings of my master I study To take to life a dead body No one can understand the genius of inverting the state of death to living. Reanimator of life. Breaking death's dominion Vein located. Needle engaged. Artery pierced, time flows backward. Injection. Resurrection. Inject. React. Return. Breathless flesh underneath my scalpel. I inject the poison to live. Undisturbed my experiment continues The serum of life behind the brain will flow Soon I will be the master of life and death who takes back to us who's already gone. Reanimator of life. Breaking death's dominion. Expired flesh now returns. The silence I wake from the tomb I bring back the pulse, with poison in its beat Serum of life. I am the guide, the soul I destroyed. From my hand, rot reborns. This formula through science all the corpses reanimates.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Under the harvest moon, a sickness crawls through the earth, blackened grain, poisoned seed, twists the world, visions of demons. In the darkness, witches whisper. Their names forgotten, lost to the flames. The body burns, tormented by the fire. Witches dance writhing in agony. Its poison feeds the flames of madness. Ergot in the blood, the mind devoured. Visions burn like fire in the night as the hunt for witches turns into dust. The cursed grain, the harvest of doom, feeds the madness that drives them all. Witches' curse grows stronger in burning fields. The land thirsts for blood and ashes of burnt flesh, Shredded by visions The hunted and the burning, lost to damnation forever trapped in this hallucination. Reality crumbles into the void. Shadows will speak as the dead walk in twisted dreams. Witches will remain in corrupted minds.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026