Discipline Through Black Sorcery
Through fire, through water Through temples carved of stone My quest for dark solitude Beyond the realms of men From the highest astral pulpit To the subterranean vaults I piss on the graves of billions I mock, and rise again This gift of frozen ashes The blessings of the noose These treasures I bestow upon thee Ye fools of a cursed line My scorn shall ye receive Poison in the hearts of men Tormenting all with pestilence And plagues until the end From far beyond the twilight realm I call this evil forth Malignant forms of holy dark Attack at my command! Rise! Rise! From the abyss to cover the world in chaos Rise! Rise! With iron scythes this world defiled No mercy, no redemption, no paradise saved Thundering hearts, swollen black in night graves Nightfall comes roaring on the shadowed wings of death Under skies lit by primordial fires! Luciferian magick, this holy burning pyre Plundering chaos will strip the fabric of reality I am the lord and master of this ancient source of fear Cold, dark blood in my veins Rise! Rise! From the abyss to cover the world in darkness! Rise! Rise! With iron scythes this flesh defiled No mercy, no redemption, no paradise saved Necrotic hearts, swollen black in night graves Through starlight and corpselight these rabid wills come forth To dissolve this world with unholy night-force
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Darkest shrines to Death lay hidden deeply underground In ancient, ‘nighted catacombs, where wrathful souls are bound Hoary roots suck the soil, a feast of filth and slime Spewing black atrocities ‘til the end of time I hear the howling on the wind, the blackest of voids that rips through the light The gates are blasted open wide, my mind is aflame with chaotic might And slaughter is all around you Elemental forces in the dark Burn the bones and eat the chyldes heart Sacrifice the lamb to blackest night The Gates of Death are open, now you die Leagues below this shadowed kingdom Where molten veins doth reign Assemblies lead by faceless men The scions of long dead kings Wrapped in armour obsidian Mouths carved with dusky runes Calling forth the nameless one Spells cast in forbidden tongues Under the crown of northern mountains Where sunlight cannot be found Temples raised in honour of the fallen one Lucifer, I am thy son! Rise now, in reverence, in devotion to thy burning splendour! We offer this human swine O' Lord Grant us thy blessings profound! The sacrifice made, your blood turns to ice in the darkness Lord of All Death approaches with fiery eyes
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
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