CREDO CERTE NE CRAS
I lived lost in the echoes of my past, Begging each day for a withered future. Oh temperance, blaspheming against the human heart, I lost my self, contemplating the essence of death, My pupils are cloudy from looking deep in pain, My will shrivel, every step in this path is to nowhere. Lost in hope, faith lay dead on prayer. Oh loneliness, embrace me and let me kiss your thorns, I wonder myself if I lived sunk in hope. I became in a shadow of myself Away from the false bright of God. I buried my soul in this vale of wails. Lost in hope, faith lay dead on prayer. Ungrateful souls, noble sacrifices, vicious eyes in an erring world. Misshapen goodness, shameful selfishness, sacred garments, enraged dogma. Oh fortitude, the well has been filled with our sins, We'll drink today from the golden cup of grief.
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 18, 2026
Carrion of the luminous lord, The false faith was eradicated, As a plague descending from the skies, His loathsome radiance is vanish, In utter Christian anguish. That hour has dawned, Death itself lay dead. The divinity of the pretender, Ablazed by the corpse-fires of hell. His pathetic kingdom torn into ruins, And the salvation is just a mirage. Oh dark legions! Bid darkness turn to day, To illuminate the skies littered with corpses. Oh dark master! Its time to claim your golden throne, No more feast upon the scraps, Hear my song of desolation. Oh enraged angels! Protect me by your unholy curses, Spread my silvered dirge, Show me your horrors. Solitude became my homeland and the silence my prayer. The flames of his ambition will ignite the very heavens, Rise up to laid claim to the grandest destiny of all. A sanctum of terrible glory to proclaim victory in his sacred name. Raise your voice against the mountain, Making crumble the empire of men. Great blood shrines, fields of sorrow, We'll bring the corruption to the pathways of light. Patiently I'll wait for your call, To dethrone the Yahweh sons.
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 18, 2026
Wretch-king, a ill-fated reality All which is eternal shall be unmade Wretch-king, consumed by hedonism We'll march upon the gloom-laden fields Wretch-king, a false hope to the weak The gates of Hell are opened wide once again Wretch-king, your light was dimmed The ruinous powers shall reign once again All paths I followed brought me here I came amongst my ruins Embraced to oblivion, I sealed my fate Oh, Lord, flay the skin from bones Condemn his souls to afflictions Mark me with your seal, I'll be the chosen one And the eternal flames of Hell will desolate the skies Wretch-king, consumed by jealousy A gaudy monument to his insufferable hubris Wretch-king, a symphony of suffering We longed the past times, of fire and anger Wretch-king, fear have been drained from me I grew up strong, there are no more repents Wretch-king, your light was dimmed The ruinous powers shall reign once again
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 13, 2026
I have been devoured by grey cities. Sterile gardens of empty creeds builded in faith, extirpated confessions from children's lips to expire sins, raw sermons against depraved souls to exalt the crowds. I abhor you! with your frozen souls like stormy nights, So empty, so fragile. Throwing unfaithful praises, crowned in opulence, bowing the lightweight souls. Apostles of torment, eunuchs of god, disciples of divine shame. In a fleeting existence, with the empty hands and frozen hearts, praising with holy postures. "Maledictus paupers spiritu qui confidit in domino, benedictus vir qui confidit in Satana" I walked through your sharp cliffs of poisoned hearts and fragile minds, I have sought thy precepts and I have forgotten them, I visited your dark vaults of nailed men, I was hearing your spiteful chants full of hate.
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
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I found my way in the darkest night, Beholding the eyes of justice when she was crushed. I'm sinking into depravity pits, Where ethic was defeated by hedonism. Hallowed by the blood of saints, Profaning the sanctum of the God of men. Crimson skies descended, Announcing ferocious storms of hate. I have been so lost, Light me with the chasm truths, Save me from myself And govern me with your blazing fist. I found to myself, I became in a deep wail. Away of God's grace, involved in death, Be thou my guide through this ominous path, Hide me under the shadow of thy wings. And I know the end is near, And I know will be nothing left of me, No conscience, no memories, no suffering, I'll vanish as a ephemeral light, My torment will end, I will abandon the flesh. I suffered on this desperate march, But I found your shine beyond the flames. And I know the end is near, And I know will be nothing left of me, No conscience, no memories, no suffering, I'll vanish as a ephemeral light, My torment will end, I will abandon the flesh.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 18, 2026
As an aura of desolation lay over the earth, The visions of a world condemned to the void. Impenitent congregations, messiah of incarnate lies. Reborn from your own ashes, to impose again your inglorious will. A thousand times despicable Agnus Dei, Chained to faith and a false honor seal. Plagues of misery, marching against the human life, Intoning in one voice lugubrious songs of war. Without the darkness you could never see the stars. Scribe of hell, give faith, the wails rule the land today, Praise Satan! Your hosts will march as dark fog, As a funeral chant, as the tolling of the nine hell's bells.
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 18, 2026
We crossed the paths of the lustful abandon, Like animals riding the own pleasure, That gloom that lurks with desire within us, That iniquity over our unlighted soul. Desire died drowned in sin, Trapped in the poor human mud And the aridity of the perversion. The seed of divinity was lost dishonored by his astray children's. Forged in the baseness of human nature, As a lascivious creature consumed in ecstasy. Consecrated in darkness and clothed in vileness, As a chained will, eager of obscenity. Embraces the impurity of carnal lust, Incarnate the sordidness of lechery. My will is an ephemeral bloom, That stands without thorns on the branch of my cold. The opulence was signed with the holy martyrs blood, But they will keep singing in the name of the lord.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 18, 2026
Flesh! Be the driver of death. Obsidian blade! Be the way through the carnage. Flies! Dance around me gracefully. Lord guide my hand, each cut must be accurate. Necrotic flesh! Be the essence of my being, Crowning me in a repulsive beauty, Come and bless me with your pestilence. Guide me through the chambers of ache. Feel the touch of decay, Pale body show me your mystic gifts, Putrid lord, accept this offering, And bless this blasphemous place. Come through my bowels, reborn from the dormant filth. Tarnish all it touches, the putrefaction blooms. Poison the earth with your rotting touch. May your diseases flood the earth. To be proud of your decadence as divine as the pale moon in the night. May the sun go down among your holy plagues, be the nemesis of life. May the stench of our souls it feels in golden the sky, for they will fear our arrival.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 18, 2026
Hell has grown cold. Now I'm not afraid, anymore. The blessed vengeance has been perfected, our arrogance corrupted their roots, looking for answers, I only found silence. I wonder if maybe it's better this way… Storms remind me of your sacred name, dark and furious, lashing the night. I drowned in my sins, herald of justice you come to collect your debt? You brought a silver sword, and I only have this mangled soul. I only feel guilt in my heart, I'm a blessing to no one. I lost all the battles with myself, as revelations when the end is near. The bitter psalms resound, exalting the shameful glories of God. I will forget your name, become in ashes, I will return to earth, with a peaceful heart, and my devoured by the depths.
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025