Haeresis

A bitter confession plucked from her torn lips Her words announced the end of her suffering and life Auto-da-fé, ritual of public punishment Auto-da-fé, burning at the stake Yellow sackcloth, a procession in front of a court No tears can reconcile with the cross Using the sword to appase the enemies of faith Consumed by the fire in an orgy of screams Desperation, pain and suffering, enveloping her in flames The fire melt her white flesh turning it black Shedding her young body from her bones Her body fat dripping from her corpse over hot coals The wicker woman burned embracing her sins Her yellow hair in flames is cradled by the black smoke Teeth yoke from her burned face, showing an expression of horror Being transtormed in thin powder Thite ashes to ashes, thrown to the wind

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Let me die, I raise myself to a new life I want to be like death and bury my sins I am a blasphemous creature of God Behold what you have made me become No man should bear such a heavy weight On his shoulders, my penance is carved in my flesh Do not fear the battle of men in the earth The real war is being waged in heaven There's no light in this impious soul All that inhabits me is corrupted This life is a paradox, amirror of confusion I am like a candle without oxygen I am a spirit lost in my latent hate My wings are thorns, my eyes are lifeless I am cold as the horns of death

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

Oh lord! Why you leave me? I am your humble servant Why you judge me like vermin? I feel your divine look of scorn Breaking Wheel Pear of Anguish, Judas Cradle, the Rack Praying for mercy in disobedience to saint will Without a fair trial, without absolution against transgression to the holy law Clergy like hyenas, behold with satisfaction the suffering Lucero "The Dark One", collector of martyrs for the pyre The populace is horrified beholding his divine assignment In the cold path to the scaffold Shouting they curse the name of God Eviscerated martyrs decaying Insane devotion to the Lord

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Behold puritans! Your demented lord, amorphous creature-god, master of the lies, the last hope of the naïve Eunuchs legions, unwary and fool are added to your ranks No more glorious days, you are a flash of deception in a sky ablaze Ad nauseam! Lord of the weak The heavens will crumble again Like ashes in the eyes Burning flame of self-deceit Open wide the gates of hell The heavens will serve at your feet Be my light, guide my hands Be the strength in my will I am a blasphemy, a fragile mortal An abomination to the eyes of god I walk on the land with feet of fire To be myself is my own law Eunuchs legions, unwary and fool are added to your ranks No more glorious days, you are a flash of deception in a sky ablaze

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

The land murmurs to me in the solitude of the night The stars behold me like frozen eyes in the sky The cold air cuts my face like blades The moonlight shows itself through the leaves of trees Older than the last of the masters that governed the earth They will return to reign where men do The wind moaned their voices like screams in hell Desolating my soul that is crawling through a frozen plain My soul was taken where the ancient rits were howled once There the sun is weak and with less shine than a star Among piles of bones they spoke to me about the corruption of souls Showing me the grace of primeval rain before the dawn of men Is a shameful secret, freedom isn't made for everyone They'll try to tame you with faith and the cross Confront your way with courage, stay strong The unyielding spirit never kneels down

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

The pestilence covers the ossuary like a thick fog Already nobody sobs for this unhappy soul She and she alone can give voice to the dead Supine and open, his intestines scattered over the whole table, illuminated by oil lamps Cadaver fluids sprinkle his hands The dexterous dancing of the needle over the mutilated body Joining shreds of flesh The dark secret art of necromany Conjuring degradation and mrobidity Inert corpse, cold like a stone Reveals the secrets of the beyond Buried in mystery Death doesn't lie Horribly disfigured face Animated by scavenging worms Modeling livid corpse Summoning his soul Five candles to five points A circle conceals the nails of a dead child The flushed embers The innocent blood shed on the soil Soulless deceased body There is no graeater honor than serving me Come to me through corruption I unleash your spirit into hell

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Come to me between the shadows of the night As the messenger of voluptuous pleasures Be the mistress of my lewd and dark desires Accompany me through the paths of lustful abandon False god-fearing puritans Adulterers addicts to the drip of the nectar of harlots Fornicator, you rejoice in your sins Like animals searching for satisfaction For sweet flesh, for ecstasy, for pleasure Slaves of the orgiastic pleasures Being an lecherous progeny from the abyss Lascivious creatures eager of obscenity Eat and drink from me

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025