Icons of the Dark

Flee From Me For I Am In Thee In Misery I'll Curse Your Soul In Pain Alone Insane Blindfolded You Fall To Your Kness For You Will Always Be Unfree Unloved Life Till Death Castrated Forever In Darkness I'll Suffocate Your Will To Be Your Revenge Is My Blood Weakness Chains Your Mind As I Steal Your Soul Eyes In Darkness Will Forever Be Blindfolded By Misery In Your Own Hypocrisy You Sleep In Your Awake Life In Damnation You'll Breath Trapped In My Cold Abyss Unable To Exist In Normality Forever In Darkness Cursed For Thy Soul Belongs To Me Im Misery

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Hail To The King Of The Underwoeld, Supay! With Torches We Gather Towards The Moon He Has Spoken Through The Strength That Is War I Am The Raider The Glorification Has Sarted! For Satan We Awake The Chant Caligo! Forever Shall Be! Bellum! In The Name Of Satan! Aquilo! Give Us Strength! As The Kingdom Rises... Our Age Has Now Begun Mighty And Horned For Battle Caligo! Forever Shall Be! Bellum! In The Name Of Satan! Aquilo! Give Us Strength! To Perfection Our Souls Have Never Reached And With Pride We Faced The Moon We Have Never Made The Age Of Glory Hail Satan!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

A silent man wonders and watches thy beauty drawn from the depths of his heart he wonders of his feelings like the first time he felt in a hope of forevermore shall he speak he wonders of a twisted words he heard and of his feelings that are burning his heart in silence...sentenced in silence A vision seen through his eyes thy divine beauty that burns the highest flames of the sun domaining this world forevermore The calling from his heart he hesitates his feelings to thee shall he speak he wonders of a twisted words he heard and of his feelings that are burning his heart in silence...sentenced in silence From the first time they met in his heart he felt that to thy beauty his soul was spellbound and never to be free to run with thee his mind will be like the river that never ends and the nocturnal wind roams his soul in a search for a paradise lost. As the silent man wanders and watches thy beauty from the depths of his heart he still wonders of his feelings like the first time he felt in a hope of forevermore shall he speak he wonders... And of his feelings that are burning his heart in silence...sentenced in silence

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Myrk sál að handan Galdraþulu þulur Er kallar á þína sál Fögur hún birtist Í giltum loga tælir Fallinn fangi þú ert Hlekkjaður fastur Í hennar nornaseið Tryllt hún dansar Sál þín í eldinum brennur Sá dagur ei kemur Að hún syrgt þinn dánardag Hún man þann daginn sem dó Er svikin í túninu stóð Uns sólin féll Í tunglsins blóð Og myrkrið hana tók Úr blóðvotri jörð Lík hennar lá Svikin ást bar í Rauðum taumum frá henni rann Myrk og fögur hún hvílir Er sólin hnígur himni á Hennar grátur í vindinum gnauðar Úr himnum falla hennar tár Blóðrauður skuggi á enginu hvílir Líflausum augum Tunglið og sólin á lautina stara Um eilíf tár grasið aldrei grær Með blóðrauðar hendur Og útbreiddan arm Ívöl á kinn hvílir Myrk

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Under the weeping moon I lay weakened With a broken soul Gazing into the black thin air And I see the path Of my future to come As the visions of my dream Drown in the blackened cold Covered with bleeding soars I curse the stars Aches like condemned man Attack my soars Helpless and cursed With in the burning darkness I see my soul drowning In the prison Of the blackened cold As I fight for thee To free my soul With in the burning darkness I hear the whispering In the wind I curse the silence In your words Therein lies my weakness

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

In the name of them we raised the sign of blackhearted souls when we stood amongst the heathen kings we were full of might when the earth opened we could see the sign the sign they always feared feel the sign as it burns the created things the messiah invented touched and damned by the sign feared and cold they could smell the ash he stood up from his mighty throne his eyes were made of rust they were punished by the kings for being blind... When we raised the sign... In the name of Them we raised the sign of blackhearted souls they feared... Our sign... They shall... Be hailed and killed!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

I can see with the eyes... Of the forgotten ghost they are horified with icons of old gods they pray for their strenght they are in my visions... I've searched since the birth of man the things I have seen in my visions visions of things to come wings falling from above... They are in my visions... I see myself torture... Torture... By who am I controlled? The visions cannot tell shall I suffer alone? Or am I against me in war? With gray shadows from his era I felt I was the symbolic torture in the place no one ever came only the visions I saw

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

I have the strenght to be. I shall not to be the one to bleed. Dark was the sky above as I paced alone in longing the darkness filled my eyes thine funeral path I took in my heart and buried my soul in black cused to bleed I have the strenght to be. I shall not to be the one to bleed. Nightwinds surrounded my soul crushed by pain and demise restless I await the dawn haunting emotions controlled my thoughts though the darkness inflames my heart I cast away the blindness and reveal my burning hate for I shall be free enslaved in emptiness I was blinded by visions untrue I battle with iniquitiy I am curses though the darkness inflames my heart I cast away the blindness and reveal my burnung hate for I shall be free I shall not be the one to bleed the end has come for thee endless is my strenght to be I shall revenge with hypocrisy deep from within my soul though the darkness inflames my heart I cast away the blindness and reveal my burnung hate for I shall be free I shall not be thousand eyes may try to slay me into the depth of darkness they shall be cast in me dwelles the strenght of thousands though the darkness inflames my heart I cast away the blindness and reveal my burnung hate for I shall be free I shall not be Nightwinds I curse thee Nightwinds surround my soul Nightwinds in this battle I am the one Nightwinds I shall be free

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

In the name of Raven Dark the spell shall be cast upon these christian fools who so blindly believed the biblical lie their blood shall be spilled for Satan! Under the stench of burned human remains a Sabbath is being held dark clad witches stand around a circle of fire scarlet human blood dripping from their lips pure injection of malice glowing in their eyes by the powers of Satan the darkness shall be liberty and believers of christian faith (shall be spellbound in pain and misery) And suicide shall infest their heart skinless crucified nun surround by flame burning on inverted cross her virgin sisters are chained to a tree sodomized and raped and the feed to the dogs... Unholy blasphemy in the name of Satan those christian slaves will die tonight! By the powers of Satan the darkness shall be liberty and believers of christian faith (shall be spellbound in pain and misery) And suicide shall infest their heart Now on the altar lies one of the whores of babylon whispering come to me let us writhe and moan for you to please... In the mist of the morning their bloodlust has been fullfilled impaled and butchered corpses in a field of blood sacrificed in the name of Satan and all the symbols of christian faith have been destroyed mangled and maimed beheaded priest... The spell has been cast a feast for the beast

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025