Black Flames of Blasphemy
Levitation upon the atmosphere, slowing inside become real my fear. Out of planet, out of body, find behind the casual veil. Suicide or vertical laugh or passive accept aware. I see any entertainment, any role, any alternative ad then death. God is an invention to satisfy illusions and faith. In the gnostic year of 29, I've discovered with amazement, Understand if in mists of time, there was a possibility ... When right angle became flat, like an encephalogram. Discovery! Geometrical initiation, verticalization or zombie, wandering in the planet. But now I destroy this song, this lyrica and these words, I'm discovered dreadfully belongs to me.
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
In a time of existence Confusion in the mind Reflection on the corpse Illusion of the world Reflection in an eye Inside of a mirror See your creature Born from your sorrow
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Dark of a dream Became reality Fear of a fear In a trip of desperation Soul in sorrow With death begins your nightmare And death is what you pray Torment waste away the soul But in cause you must Soul in sorrow You quest Satan angels demons Names that storm your brain Toward this abyss You'll learn to understand
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025