Nightmares in the Church
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Dark night, stormy night Cold, stone walls Built for the Lord’s might Towers of Saint Anne’s Abbey Reaching for the heavens The gates are opening As the darkness beckons A new born child left on the stairs Like so many others before No saving grace – abandoned At this godforsaken place – abandoned Abandoned by the faithful flock Left for the mercy of the Lord The boy’s cries filled the air Greeting the years of hatred and despair Servants of Heaven – abandoned Blind fanatic madmen – abandoned The two-faced monks Took the children in Raising them to worship Him Hypocrisy in the hearts The orphan’s souls are torn apart Among these walls of depravity Earthly delights, false sanctity No saving grace – abandoned At this godforsaken place – abandoned On that stormy night, his fate was sealed As the true face of God was revealed
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
The years have passed Hard labour left its mark The teachings of Christ Tearing my mind apart Breaking my back Following the Lord Abbot’s orders No matter how I tried There was no quarter I heard the crack of the whip Hard leather ripping my skin They never understood The hell that I am in Hear my pleas, hear my lament Blood splattered testament Sanctified sadistic intent Sin I need to repent To the depths I descend In the years of torment The Lord won’t listen to my pleas I am begging for redemption My body aches, my soul bleeds My revenge will be deception Hear my pleas, hear my lament Blood splattered testament Sanctified sadistic intent Sin I need to repent To the depths I descend In the years of torment A bloody stigma is all I need I will shed some of my blood To fool the faithful flock That I’m chosen of God
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
I know the myths of the living saints The ones who bear the Lord’s mark Bloody stigmata, wounds of Christ Guide the sheep in the dark I sneaked into the stables To steal nails and a hammer With self-mutilating trickery Fool them, to find the answer The cold iron pierced my flesh Blood dripping from my hand I screamed for help in agony They take me to the Abbot as I planned I will deceive The ones who believe Deception I weave I am the believer deceiver The Lord Abbot saw my wounds I cried in pain, telling him lies He laid his hand on my head and said „Holy signs from the heavenly skies” He believed every word I said The next day he told to the whole monastery „From today onwards this boy is my novice, He is chosen by the Lord, he has a holy destiny” I will deceive The ones who believe Deception I weave I am the believer deceiver Education was now available I could study the way of the Lord All I needed is to find the key To unleash the infernal horde I started to weave the web of lies The boy with the stigmata, marked by God None of them suspected that I will be Hell’s avenging sword
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
One night I followed Lustful moans and cries What I witnessed I can’t believe my eyes Down in the catacombs Hidden away in secrecy The monks revelling Breeding disgust and heresy Down in the catacombs Hidden away in secrecy The monks revelling Breeding disgust and heresy Peasant boys and girls Raped and abused Satisfying a dark urge Humiliated and bruised Rapture of pleasure Unholy hypocrisy The defilers lust is raging Violating purity Hunger drove the young ones To the dark monastery For a piece of bread Giving away their purity An orgy of the flesh Desires of impurity Vile servants of God Desecrating chastity Rapture of pleasure Unholy hypocrisy The defilers lust is raging Violating purity Rapture of pleasure Unholy hypocrisy The defilers lust is raging Violating purity Innocence is defiled Abominable disgrace Revelling in depravity At this holy place Rapture of pleasure Unholy hypocrisy The defilers lust is raging Violating purity Rapture of pleasure Unholy hypocrisy The defilers lust is raging Violating purity
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Forbidden Lore It’s already after midnight I finish my duties in the scriptorium I stumble across a dark corner Of the monastery’s librarium Hidden among the bookshelves There’s a bolted black door I smash the lock to open it My fate is sealed forevermore Forbidden Lore Keys to my retribution Hellish damnation Unlock the Stygian Door Forbidden Lore Piles of books lying on the table Waiting for the Lord Inquisitor To be burned, heretic knowledge Arcane, evil and sinister Forbidden Lore Keys to my retribution Hellish damnation Unlock the Stygian Door Forbidden Lore Keys to my retribution Hellish damnation Unlock the Stygian Door The Red Dragon, the Grand Grimoire Books of occult Philosophy Unholy Spells of witchcraft Astronomy and heresy The Necromancer’s Manual Scrolls of demonic magic The Picatrix, The Aim of The Sage Demonic and ecstatic Malleus Maleficarum Der Hexenhammer Use the wisdom against them I am the desecrator I spent months reading The illicit books and ancient heretic scrolls I found the Devil’s Notes of Music In one of the arcane tomes Diabolus in Musica, that’s the key The instrument of destruction The grand organ in the chapel Master it, to bring death and devastation
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026