Vile Nilotic Rites

They have refused to submit Treacherous and rebellious Defiant in the face of certain destruction Conquered cities razed to the ground Captured towns pillaged, populations massacred Savage genocidal warfare Exacted upon the bitter enemies of Asshur The cities of men have become targets for annihilation Acts of blatant destruction A deterrent to stamp out the flames of sedition Men decapitated, women of all ages raped Children blinded, rendered helpless Infants clubbed to death The unborn ripped from their mothers wombs Nobles cruelly thrown from city walls Only to be fed upon by wild beasts Soldiers flay wives and whores Roast their little ones screaming in the fire Piles of severed heads built into pyramids Even cats and dogs are slain in the streets Not even the unborn shall escape the wrath of Asshur Ruins scavenged for any poor wretches Cowering in holes or skulking in cellars Ruthlessly dragged out and slain Every last one of them must be exterminated Leave not a single one alive The whole of them must be wiped out of existence We shall make of their nation a barren wasteland With flame Entire landscapes will become naught but ruins Asshur hath commanded let none escape the sword

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

He worships dogs and reptiles He blackens his eyes with soot like a prostitute He dances and plays the cymbals in vile nilotic rites I am asked if he has gone mad If he has been bewitched, having coupled with a sorceress For he has become soulless, degenerate In thrall to the detestable and unclean antedeluvial rites of the phallus More ancient than even the river Nile Groveling in a world of numbing debauchery Sodded, addicted, degraded Fallen into depravity He has sown the seeds of madness Consumed by irrationality Decadence, deviancy and excess What one worships, one becomes [Solo Karl] Whores, hermapradites, lickspittles The corrupt and the drunken are all that is left him For he is wretched Consumed by lascivious and abominable orgies of flesh and blood Infected by impious acts A slave to the immortal passions That contaminate and defile the soul Inflicted with incurable decay Staggering witlessly to his doom What one worships, one becomes What one worships, one becomes What one worships

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

I am become The hawk headed lord Arrayed in blinding light Upon a dawn of terror Given unto you The machines of conquest Engines of war Anointed with blood and dung With them shall ye smite thine enemies None shall stand before thee Slay, maim, trample, raze their cities to utter ruin With fire and blood With sword and spear Be thou merciless Damn them that pity Attack without quarter Swift as a serpent turn and strike Drag down their souls to awful torment Spit upon them Lash them to the wheel of suffering Sieze the stele of revealing Set it in the secret temple That stele thou shalt call The abomination of desolation Count well its name [Solo Karl] I am as The hawk headed lord Who appeareth on the throne of Ra Supreme and terrible Ra Harmachis Who maketh gods to tremble Arrayed in blinding light Upon a dawn of war

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

I who would walk across dimensions as yet unknown To whom the laws of space and time Nay even gravity itself Are as futile As the meaningless lives of men and insects Who hath trod upon the imperishable stars Whilst my sleeping form lay helpless yet unmolested Protected by faithful slaves and inhuman servants Who hath communed with those Who dwell unwitnessed On the dark side of our own lunar sphere The eldest of the wanderers Who hath gazed Into the unfathomable all consuming blackness From which not even light itself can escape Who hath lain in wait lurking As a dark celestial predator While the planets navigate their endless cycles I hath foreseen the alignment I have unveiled the hidden formulae I shall walk across dimensions unknown I will traverse the waters abyss Of the blackened night sky I who would dare that which has been forbidden Who would hold hostage untold innocent worlds To blackmail shameless constellations [Solo Brian] I would defy the will of the gods The path shall be made open The secrets will be revealed I shall not be denied I shall not be denied

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

One of many Swarming writhing entwined Sinuous coiled mass Agitated in the heat of mating frenzy Turning, twisting, churning sea of reptilian flesh Writhing, sliding, forked tongues darting Entangled in chaos Turmoil fever, restless fasting Churning urging Primal need to procreate Knots of confusion Surging, weaving, hissing, slithering Coiling, winding, encircling, undulating Exhaustive competition to mate Consumed by the will to copulate [Solo Brian] Seething, writhing [Solo Karl] I am one of many Seething, teeming, crawling Swarming, writhing serpents Snake pit mating frenzy Knots of confusion Turning, twisting, churning sea of reptilian flesh Writhing, sliding, forked tongues darting Entangled in chaos Churning, urging Primal need to procreate I am one of many Who must copulate

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

Our cruel masters Overlords of the black earth Have fallen unto ill days Abandoned by their gods War has ravaged them Corruption and decadence have divided them all Their pharoahs, their scribes, their priests, their gods Hear not their cries Revel in their suffering Yeah verily they had long made war War upon us They enslaved our kind They violated our lands and razed our cities [Solo Karl] With contempt they made our fathers to crawl Like beasts of the field [Solo Karl] [Solo Brian] Not now nor ever shall we shed tears For the oppressors Who have fallen to ruin Let them descend into war and chaos Amongst themselves Let them tear into each other like wild dogs Let them starve like filthy rats Let them expire by plague and disease Let their cities burn We do not aid them We do not hear their sorrowful wails of anguish Revel in their suffering For far too long have they incited The wrath of the gods We shall revel in their suffering Their cruelty and malice Their contempt for all we are Their merciless atrocities Shall be returned upon them By the gods themselves Let them suffer

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

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An hour of great contempt is upon us The hour in which even our own lives Have become abhorrent unto us The gods we yet worship Long since dead Mock our servile existence Our future is meaningless Poverty uncleanness And despicable apathy [Solo Karl] Where is the wrath Where is the retribution Our inglorious doom Inexorable irrevocable Shameful and mired in filth Syzygy [Solo Brian] Where is the lightning To strike down our wickedness Where is the frenzy To release us from the hopelessness With which we are infected Where is the wrathful sky That will end our sufferin

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

For aeons has the hubris of man Risen up as a foul stench Offensive in the nostrils of the gods Before the aweful thrones of eternity A ghastly multitude of haggard spectres Countless victims of the vast crimes of humanity Have gathered around the gates of the underworld Entreating for retribution [Solo Brian] The filth and corruption Of the sins of all mankind Enshrouding our skies with an impervious evil The impeccable stars Deny their luminescence unto the wicked [Solo Brian] The immaculate stars are revolted From the vile rites our homage pays We have become the shame of our creators Disavowed, disowned, renounced The gods have turned away in disgust We who have dared to ape the grandeur Of the great company of gods Striving vainly at rivalship with they who hold the universe in chains Sekhmet whose fierce eye is the burning sun From whose mouth bursts forth cataracts of fire Laments not for our fate When finally the aged Ra repents of his failed creations Exhausting his core violently igniting In agonizing death throes Consuming our barren and scorched earth In a blinding flash of incandescence We who dared to covet the immortality of the gods Envious of their dominion over the cosmos Though it availeth us naught The imperishable stars are sickened They shun and despise the perverse abomination That is humankind

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025

The wretched and the desperate Scavenge amongst the refuse Piled waist deep in the streets Of our ancient cities The starving compete with rats over every scrap Of ill sustenance to be found Rotting amongst the dead and diseased Maggot infested, disowned bodies of men and animals The waters we drink Are as sewage filth spreading sickness The disinherited and the poor Profane our temples With the stench of their disease and death Our existence has become loathsome The gods have forsaken us We have been cursed All is covered in dust and soot Ashes from fires burning The unwholesome corpses of the afflicted Our monuments have fallen to ruin The images of the gods buried in sand Our temples lay broken and prostrate in neglect The grandeur of the pharoahs is subverted Our empire fades before our eyes The black earth lays barren and desolate I look upon the crumbling pyramids and despair We are cursed