Cerecloth

Old shadows rise and shroud the world in blackest night in bitter hearts once confined. Trapped deep inside since before the dawn of time, now free to poison mankind. Futility, it feeds the grasp of lethargy, life slowly comes to a grinding halt. Words of sanctity turned into inanities and faith is naught but dust. The Reaper's breath is a crushing weight upon their chest, there's no reason left to exist. Seek comfort in the blade, in herds they walk along their way, the path towards an early grave. A cancerous plague begot spreads dread and spiritual rot, and the stench of cerecloth thus follow in its wake as man succumbs to its dismal fate. A cancerous plague begot spreads dread and spiritual rot, the stench of cerecloth in this place now resides as all things slowly die inside. Silence looms, the testament of our demise, a barren tomb forever cursed. Chalice of doom, poisoning the fountain of life for none shall walk the earth. A cancerous plague begot spreads dread and spiritual rot, and the stench of cerecloth thus follow in its wake as man succumbs to its dismal fate. A cancerous plague begot spreads dread and spiritual rot, the stench of cerecloth in this place now resides as all things slowly die inside.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

This is what I chose to be, there is a demon inside that is possessing me and it lets me see what you cannot see, know what you must  not know and be what you can never be. You, children of Satan, the endtime battle is near for I am here. Evil is everywhere, so ring in the new age of war, hate and fear. You will never be free, bound by your flesh and your morality. Foolish believes in that eternity can be achieved if you hold the right key. There will be suffering and tears, hunger years, people led astray like sheep they follow and obey. Humanity's future holds nothing but loss as they fight amongst themselves over a God that never was. Hell forevermore, the blood has been spilled and the oath has been sworn. Chime now the cymbals of vengeance, sound now the horns of war. Hell forevermore, the blood has been spilled and the oath has been sworn. Chime now the cymbals of vengeance, sound now the horns of war. You stepped into the shadows and walked into the void, emptied your mind and left all reasoning behind. Doomed are the living who follow the blind, cursed by the demons who hate mankind.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

So my path is chosen, no more false affinity, the time has come to leave. Your worth are the equivalent of a dead insect to me and indifference be my name. All hope forever lost, no redemption in this place, I cut your presence away. The outcome of your burdens are no longer mine to face and I shun your kind and leave you all behind to gain some peace of mind. Man is an island, this is what I believe. The absence of other humans is what I truly need. So I gradually turn inwards and treading paths unknown through catatonic caverns, a haven I can call my own. So I am going deeper down into my own world where I can be alone and your voices go unheard. I can't stand them no more, you're like poison for my soul. I was trapped within a nightmare, my life felt like a lie like drowning in plain sight. Your voices overwhelms me in a cacophonic drone, my cup hath runneth over. A yearning for the silence and the grace of solitude far from this worthless place. So the time has come to exit to finally fade away and to find reprieve in an unresponsive state. So I am going deeper down into my own world where I can be alone and your voices go unheard. I can't stand them no more, you're like poison for my soul. Man is an island, this is what I believe. The absence of other humans is what I truly need. So I gradually turn inwards and treading paths unknown through catatonic caverns, a haven I can call my own. So I am going deeper down into my own world where I can be alone and your voices go unheard. I can't stand them no more, you're like poison for my soul.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

I dream of death and the end of everything known for the greatest of value is found in nothingness. So I go and fall into the gaping maws of darkness, torn by the silent roar of Charon, it permeates me. In the bleakness of existence I drown, this world was never meant for me. So now I take my leave to finally be one with the vortex of negativity. A dream of Death and the end of all that once was and to be gone and one with insignificance. In the bleakness of existence I drown, this world was never meant for me. So now I take my leave to finally be one with the vortex of negativity. I pour gasoline on bridges already burning and put use of your good intentions, they pave my road to Hell. In the bleakness of existence I drown, this world was never meant for me. So now I take my leave to finally be one with the vortex of negativity.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

Pride cometh before the fall and he fell hard into the dark, into our waiting arms. Our blades have hungered, and lo, the Serafim bleeds. Words of sin carved deep into angel skin, thus the end begins Gaze upon his father's temples now laid to waste, no place of worship in this forsaken place. His herds are hunted, behold the lambs fall prey. And so his cries were heard all around the world. Blood soaked and torn, struggling for breath, upon his battered celestial form an aura of death. Once bound to the highest of thrones flagellate the holy flesh. Six wings shorn away from its bones, feathers now fall in crimson rain. Unto the night of nights an offering, a divine sacrifice. In his eyes a dying light, such a wondrous sight. The sinews and flesh are shattered by the crushing blows and the tattered remains discarded to the hungering depths below.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

There is no turning back now, all is onwards from here. Forbidden words of rebellion are being spoken out here. Spoken out clear! Feel it burning inside you, and heed the call from within. Visions are coming through, you realize what you have to do. Break the chains that bind you, leave the lies of this world behind. Tear the veils that blind you, reset, rebecome, be reborn, clear the mind. Drown deep in its power and feel the demon inside take hold. This is the Devil's hour, there is no return once you've sold your soul. Unholy hateful spirit, you know the hearts of men and the Devil's wind now usher in the pain. You are the poison in the ether, the warm internal flame. The radiating darkness most unclean with thousand names. Feel the warmth of the fire, bow down before the moaning flames. Perform the secret spell, breathe in and breathe out then go to Hell. Oh mighty soul corrupter, you know the hearts of men and the satanic winds now usher in your reign. You are the dagger in creation, the scorching hellish flame, sorrow on this earth and you are wisdom, you are pain. Drown deep in its power, this is the Devil's hour. Unholy hateful spirit, you know the hearts of men and the Devil's wind now usher in the pain. You are the poison in the ether, the warm internal flame. The radiating darkness most unclean with thousand names. Oh mighty soul corrupter, you know the hearts of men and the satanic winds now usher in your reign. You are the dagger in creation, the scorching hellish flame, sorrow on this earth and you are wisdom, you are pain. Unholy hateful spirit, you know the hearts of men. The dagger in creation, the scorching hellish flame. You are wisdom, you are pain!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

Men of Isa, your end is fucking nigh and like a surging wave we come for you with murder in our eyes. Vermin filth, bastard sons of the virgin whore, you're the plague that walk upon this earth and we are the cure. A sanguine tide unleashed! Deceitful tongues, false words spreading like disease. So I would rather suffocate than share the air you breathe. Shameful stains of Adam, your god was never here and the shackles of your morals were never mine to wear. The sanguine tide unleashed! Invoke the inner beast, their blood shall be spilled. The cold howling wind shall sing through their bleaching bones a hymn most ethereal, a funereal dirge. So here we are gathered Uuon this charnel ground to end the line of Abraham, horns of damnation now sound. A tide of death is now rising, feel it coursing through our veins. Let loose its glorious power and let it send you to your graves. Their arms reached towards Heaven, pleading safety behind the gates. With fervent prayers left unheard they fall prey to our burning hate. The sanguine tide unleashed!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Gateways pierced and left behind, transcend the flesh and cast off the chains of life. To gaze into the void, a vast infinity, the final journey awaits, it beckons and calls on me.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

Love lies cold and murdered and followed by winters thrice. The sun and moon devoured as the firmament collapse and dies. And the mountains are crumbling, with slow resolve they're coming down. The world tree heaves and sighs as it draws its last breath. And the grey one lies fallen, broken body marked by wolven claws. Once proud and strong now lost in the arms of death. Yggdrasil, cradle and shelter of life, your fate shall be denied. Roots engulfed in Surtr's flames to all of mankind's demise. The oceans are churning, untamed and ravenous grave so wild. And the serpent writhes as the crushing waves collide. And Tiwaz, one-handed went forth to face the feral Garm. Almighty Warrior God now reduced to food for dogs. Ashes fall in a world rendered still, the last breath of Yggdrasil. And the eagle is screaming for he knows that the end is nigh. The world tree heaves and sighs as it draws its last breath. And the wielder of the hammer, the bane of the Jormungandr. Nine steps of triumph and victory then succumbed to misery. And the flaming sword of Surtr now cleanses all with fire. The world tree heaves no more as the world now has expired.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025