The Book of Kings
Seething undertows shape searing limbs Relentless fuel for the eternal fires The flames devoured the seeds that contained them Long inert spirits have risen in restless glee The once harmonious strings that bind the universe Have been tuned to dischord Cacophonous aura of illness and woe Man is but beast of inimitable foulness But spirit is foulest, devoid and askew Impure is the secret that all men speak Impurity is the secret……
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
A suffocation of the senses A senseless suffocation Water-filled streams have long since dried Was there ever any other way? Or was this bleakest destiny our plague? A dread impending Like suicide's omniscient plea Clasping and crawling And shredding man's being We were that we were Now we are that we are - nothing, unseeing Where once stood a temple Now stands cold stone An inner sanctum of utter disgust Repelling nature's divine lust Mortality is truth And truth is a lie The waterless streams overwhelm us And now we must die But our dying hour resists our plea Why won't you come, why must you flee? Our last rites have been written……but not yet read
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Crystal elixir, laps at far distant shores Pastel-grey plumes, lick at mountainous peaks Oceanic depths swell is disrupt Sands from long lost age, upheave restlessly Pain, its grey hues permeate cosmos Divine hierarchies cry piteous bellows Stand Witness to sorrow, stand witness to pain Bitter are the veils, and solemn the oath Does gnosis seek man, or does man seek gnosis Few shall peer beyond the veils When materia proceeds to melt away
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
A morbid pageantry of our King's facade Knelt before the sire, clasped in hand the jewel "Soma is the teardrop of Agni" The winding chambers, a portrayal of royalty Secrecy deepening, unfolding enigma Stretching far beyond the mystic dawn Oh enchanter of the Februar winds Spoke blue blooded tongues with rich enthronement A lyrical trilogy was textured Woven through ages, jade masks adorning Grandiloquence of an earthly empire evoked Your once regal emperor banished forevermore Arise O' mistress of fortuitous descensions A splendid Queen the Gods dared not name Drapery so grand, adorned and bejewelled Deities rose, and were greeted in shame In their flesh was encoded secrets so dark There stood the temple of stone so cold Pillarless caverns cut deep in the mount Crafted by masons in reverence of Kings Where Kings bowed down to worship the Gods Where the Gods chose the Kings And to them imparted their secrecies rare Upon baroque stone footsteps fell Their shadows Lengthened by the burning flame Hollow voices recite from scriptures of eld Setting aflame some long preserved grandiose intent Three Kings lay bare their palms And with sacred blade cut deep into The flesh of man, the flesh of God Unto the mind of man that he may know wisdom not Rituals conpendium, textual codex Initiation through torture, the cross bears no name The union of Sun and Moon The congress of King and Queen Demi-gods of the Yuga Spin your cyclic webs Demi-gods of the Yuga Spin your cyclic webs Those whom Queen adored in vain Whom ever begged to know their word Hath darkness claimed a heart so black Received in sin, anointed one Thy kingdom shall ne'er come Doom deserved shall be unto thee Enter with glees symbolical sanctum The priesthood of the mighty Sun Kingship to be…. Decrepit monks chant a hollow bellow Of tones which mortals shalt not follow Strings of harp and rhythms shallow Disquietude, no solace shall bring Wanton desire, a tarnished King A King this man fit not to be Dethronement was sought Famished ashes, extinguished moon Winds carried stagnant seasons forth A sunless Summer, a windless Winter Turmoil permeated prana The sacred logos corrupted Seers shed not a tear, only golden blood spilled forth For the visions were rife, beyond even crystal oracles Psychic pestilence now spread Adorn the new King For the old is dead Deserved doom shall be unto you….
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025