In Chaos Ascend
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Thus awakening From what seemed, but no entity The rebirth of fire A wilder dominance of what does Not have any previous existence Born out of misery A species, horrible in kind, unfold Thy spirit of a physical being Thou not only of the underworld I call thee A tale that should not be told I call thee Raven-winged entity unfold Fearless, the spirit's pestilence imperious In fury, a tyranny unfold Thous tormentor Ferocious acts of untamed wrath Thee, strike thy fools Summon the spirits of thy cult The order of the lions Thy horror that possess thee, How utterly thou has yield thyself An extremity of terror seemed dead Seized violently by burning paws, These creatures of darkness now appear I evoked thee, lions of the past My rites of the past they shall attack The four square pillars of the Earth That holds the sky from burning down I call thee Ancient primal fire shall strike I call thee Storm through the fear, the fire and flames Fearless, the spirit's pestilence imperious In fury, a tyranny unfold Thous tormentor Ferocious acts of untamed wrath Thee, strike thy fools Summon the spirits of thy cult The order of the lions The watcher has mapped out four paths Each one for a horde Depopulate, that is the law Flatten the world As the fire claws are striking The art of pillars turn to piles of sand and stone A blackened fire, as thee thy heavens burn A burning sky entombed the earth The lions be gone Thus awakening From what seemed, but no entity The rebirth of fire A wilder dominance of what does not have any previous existence Born out of misery A species, horrible in kind, unfold Thy spirit of a physical being Thou not only of the underworld I call thee A tale that should not be told I call thee Raven-winged entity unfold Fearless, the spirit's pestilence imperious In fury, a tyranny unfold Thous tormentor Ferocious acts of untamed wrath Thee, strike thy fools Summon the spirits of thy cult The order of the lions
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
No words, nor pleads shall bring you mercy Upon the day of beheading No prayers, nor wishes shall bring rights to ye At dawn thee immolate No tears, nor cries shall bring salvation Upon the day of the guillotine No begging, nor weeping shall bring peace to ye At dawn thee immolate There is no need to beseech When the judge the sentence read I call, the leeches need to feed Don't let them wait as their hunger bleeds Beasts in black carries the seeds Through the red mud of fire thee weeps Awake the leeches that's in its sleep Hammer to bell, get struck, they feed At dawn thee immolate Till the fire awakes, we'll wait to Decimate them At dawn thee immolate A horizon in flames, depopulate At dawn thee immolate The ones who's dragged in chains, Exterminate them At dawn thee immolate A horizon in flames, annihilate Down it came The blade, caress the bones Loose came the chain As the neck now defines the end No words, nor pleads shall bring you mercy Upon the day of beheading No prayers, nor wishes shall bring rights to ye At dawn thee immolate
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
I found the forbidden formula and passed through the gates of the foul Through the realms of the wicked in search for the kingdom of stones I have traveled among the fire earths into the dimness of the black space I have traveled beneath the seas in search of the place of the fears The traitors and the pendulum The traitors and the pendulum Thy ghosts of the elder ancestors sits on top of the heavens Keeping watch over the entrance as it opens to strike their sentence His eyes are cursed by a spell by the wicked, a ghoul, blacker than night His mind is burned by the wolf pack, Where the mother wakes the dead He who's breathing fire, shall be awakened by the formula He who roars like a thousand thunders from the mouth of a thousand teeth He roars the fire in the shape of a wolf's head with jaws wider than the earth Who engulf the palace of fears and turns the kingdom of stone into sand The wolf mother engulfs, with teeth like mountains The wolf mother burns, red daylight in black I found the forbidden formula and passed through the gates of the foul Through the realms of the wicked in search for the kingdom of stones
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Arise Thy entity breaths, devouring the air, parturition of the mother wolf Reincarnation A spell that awoke thy flames cast out From the jaws of the one who chase all the traitors over the wastelands Resurrection Of thy flashing fire from her eyes Gnashing its teeth Giving birth to sparkles, a journey from the jaws Ferocious she is Travels determined, leaves a trail of burning coal A terror in flames By nature, she burns Burns before The wolfmother A hatred for man Is peaceful in red Die before The wolfmother Oh, may thou not escape thee She who strikes judgement upon thee Hovering over above all that has grown has died beneath Thy scream's silent Her presence shows in dying seeds Skin burning red Before the blackened jaws Engulf A horror in flames A horror dwelling, in form of a burning wolf Quicker than light Though devastation isn't even moments away A terror in flames By nature, she burns Burns before The wolfmother A hatred for man Is peaceful in red Die before The wolfmother
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Know, that I have spoken That ye name shall not matter now With all manner of spirit and demon Never have thy been known For I have seen the promised lands That no map has ever charted I have lived in the desert and wastelands Where all the souls are possessed I call upon the maleficent To turn their kingdom into wastelands Whose name's possessed, oh fearless Blood on the stone of the monuments For I have raised the demon Passed through the forbidden realms For I have brought the evil Summon thy ghost, begun I have traveled beneath the earth Release the wolf, the mother of all Then she, who feeds in childbirth Then she who speaks, you all shall fall Remain in the storm, of the mystery Foretold He with two heads, shall now rise His face I could not see For Ia m soon to be Tale of serpent, out of the ground Rise up, from the pit of teeth Thy son of wolf, close at hand I burn Fiend of the shepherd Summon thy ghost of the ancient realm In search of power upon the dead Tremble the ground begins Hidden powers beneath the skin Up came the chaos Quiet horrors she whispered By the three, they all shall Never forget All of thee, that's sworn to be A ritual and sacrifice Then she awoke, in the form of three The first who rose out of the sea The sigil of the watcher, the first of three she'll be First of three she'll be Second, who rose out of the sleep Graven in stone, he who griefs In shadows shall never be free Thy third, sent form the black Engraved in blood, he swore The earth can never go back Tot he day she was born Know, that I have spoken That ye name shall not matter nor With all manner of spirit and demon Never have thy been known I call upon the maleficent To turn their kingdom into wastelands Whose name's possessed, oh fearless Blood on the stone of the monuments
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
The vile embalmed A horde consumed By traitors that pleads the sun Entombed down beneath Beyond walls of stone and blood On thy mountain far beyond Embalmed alive he was The scorpion Read the words that write in script That's been carved into skin Upon the offering Fed on the flocks of the shepherds Whereupon it grew to the extent that no one thought To a point where madness Was the law that one kneel upon The vile embalmed A horde consumed By traitors that pleads the sun Scales like serpents Offspring of the scorpion Rises up from sarcophagus By words read by the man Feed magic Script after script was read The scorpion grew stronger by Each and every session then Sealed his fate on that black day Devoured The scorpion then rose above the man who fed magic Engulfed by the creature For so long he fed to be lead The purpose of the action was devoured on that night Out he walked from the tomb Vengeance was once planted, now grown The vile embalmed A horde consumed By traitors that pleads the sun In the mountains he dwells Thy spilled the blood He is the one Who'll come back for you more than once The vile embalmed A horde consumed By traitors that pleads the sun
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Blood spilled on the The ground where the mad are dancing and the terrible cries Call upon thee The one who dwells with the bloodthirsty predator A cult of the ancient formed The authors of pain Whom did not keep to laws Of the dog and the goat Surface erupts Grace at the spawned Violently they rose Strength by fear Breathing a horrid plague Bewildered from sleep Unnatural fashion were then formed All fortunes were lost Strangled by dust The air dead, consistent march The plague and the arts Gloomy forms be Sweeping the growth, breathing out, the plague unbound Pestilent and Vapor, dull and sluggish it floats Reek of the vivid breed No shelter to seek They are the very one Whose breed soon be done Forth they crawl Done by goat and the dog She maketh the man Weep like infants Shattered like glass The black coal scattered The dog goats take over The lord of all fevers and plagues Overwhelmed this land, be dead
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Asleep below the skin Wicked and conscious of an entity Skillful, who are to those The one who sleeps Without the eyes to see Thee, who feeds As the abyss, it lives No breath shall flee Seven heads have swept the earth As the beyond stand before I know earth's burnt, earth's burnt His necks around the earth sweeps By tongue, the sun's to rest Claws by mountains, cracks are born so deep By sin the wicked blessed No breath shall flee Seven heads have swept the earth AS the beyond stand before me I know earth's burnt, earth's burnt They who weeps, undo them swiftly A thousand breaths they slit Mist of men cold passing They who weeps, forbidden to speak They who did not kneel upon thee Strive forever onward Set the face towards the surface The sounds of squeals will end Something wicked's sweeping over The elder of the wanderers Possessed by the secret of the tides of blood Carries the essence of silver The horns of seven Leave floods of burning blood Black, burned and dead The watcher of the sigil Leads the march to doom He with heads of seven Each one's a moon No breath shall flee Seven heads have swept the earth As the beyond stand before me I know earth's burnt, earth's burnt
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026
Upon himself And upon the worlds below Know that our years are years of war Our days are measured As battles that has been won Lost from the outside, for those who'll be without Yet to evoke A creature spawned Queen of the ghouls Wreaker of pain Mighty rabid daemon Charms with the spell of sorcery Bearing weapons that shall spare not Fear not defeat Fearless in battle shall come forth Curse of the vicious iron snake, uncalled by name Yet to evoke A creature spawned Queen of the ghouls Wreaker of pain Gigim Xul Ia, The curse of the ancient ones Gigim Xul Ia, The battle's brought forth Gigim Xul Ia, The secret shapes unfold Gigim Xul Ia, The one who curse them all Wreaker of pain Ordered by sin Wreaker of pain Consumed from within Gigim Xul Ia, The curse of the ancient ones Gigim Xul Ia, The battle's brought forth Gigim Xul Ia, The secret shapes unfold Gigim Xul Ia, The one who cursed them all Wreaker of pain Ordered by sin Wreaker of pain Consumed from within Upon himself And upon the worlds below Know that our years are years of war Our days are measured As battles that have been won Lost from the outside, for those who'll be without Yet to evoke A creature spawned Queen of the ghouls Wreaker of pain
Submitted by Morgoth — Jun 22, 2026