The Black Consecration

Walk through the winds, infect my being, poison the earth, with the poison of truth, darkens the heavens, reborn again from your ashes, water your anger with the angels blood. Be the voice of blasphemy, be the scourge of the weak. I lost the shadow of compassion, beholding the eyes of a dying hope, searching to myself in the deeps of my darkness, my hate has the hardness of a diamond, he is the air that I breathe, he impregnates every cell of my being, he is the only one that dominates me. My intelligence has fallen so many times that prefer to live on his knees, then I discovered I know nothing, I never was anything and I'm too tired to feel. Death laid eggs on the bleeding wound, my destiny is sealed in sulphur.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

The twilight has arrived, and from the night we emerged as the shining light. the flames of hell burn virulently and purify our mangled souls. Rise up like a sinister wind that freezes the unholy souls, revive those dark fears for us to drink once again from them, enveloping me with your shadow form, let me tell you my wishes in a mournful lament, come and profane my feeble body, come and embrace me in bitter agony. I wasn't born to kneel for faith, from false illusions, the hells are built, there is no trial that humble me, with a will harder than steel. Wise of your own lies, I am the sword that cut the winds, a chalice full of truth, the light for the blind. I am the strenght, the judgement, the death.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Hail queen of the corrupted flesh, enlighten me with your cadaverous glare. Dance among the coven flames. Manifest! Dressed with infernal fire, Ulcerated cadaver involve me in your scent of death, bereavement exequies and empty graves. Ascend in furious fumes, spit in the calm waters of life. You who fill of dreams to empty men, claim this soul exiled from the celestial realms. Behold the wail of thousands souls... I question everything; I don't accept asphyxiating dogmas. There is no point to living in desire without hope. Behold the wail of thousands souls, so tormented that fills the hearts with melancholy and shrinks the mans soul. Morning star of sorrow, your roots rest in a silence garden, rises strong like an oak, in your branches lie the laments.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Ave mistress of the flies! Queen of the larvae, keep scraping your strings loud. Angel of death, raise the spirits of the earth once again. Exterminating angel, let your funerary veil fall, this cold winds carries melodies and moans. So full of life and death, cold a stone and a burning heart. Lying inert and pale there where decrepitude and death converge. Away from the right hand of God, accompanied by darkness, the death setting the tone in his dark waltz. Like the wolf that beholds the moon, in a perfect solitude, in a perfect silence, hushed and lethal, only accompanied by the stars, vanishing in the depth of the night, leaving no more than a sigh. Chants and harmonies, the cracking of bones, cadavers yearning past times, along the Devil's path. Cold like a stone, so full of life and death, setting the tone of the waltz of the dead.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Ia sanctus regnum mors. Lifeless body, hear me now, open your eyes and listen my words, enforce my will, wake up and talk, you who had a name, recover the will, rise up furious in the dark night illuminating the skies. Livid and rigid, spread your death breath, look at me with your lifeless eyes, talk to me with your broken tongue and whisper me the secrets of the beyond. Cold in the cold land they lie, expiring their sins, slowly transforming in dust, I call your soul once again, spirit of the night escape from your prison of flesh. Come to me from the worms and dying flesh. Reborn from the grave, break your eternal sleep. Lord of torments liberates this unholy soul, let that lead my path they who now belongs to the earth.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Oh! Inert cold body, remember what one day you were, only memories accompany you, and the torment of your sins. Dust to dust anounced the false prophet, evidencing the tragedy of an end. Embrace his eternal cold kiss, covered with the dark veil of death. Delight me with your cruel pleasure, be the flames that turns me eternal. Exhaled your last breath, letting scape your human essence, now you ride the freezing winds, bathed in infernal fire. Carrion empire, angel of cadaveric fauna, there is no peace, there is no eternal rest. Eternal damnation, only bitterness and hatred remains. Bring fright to the heart of the living. Shine with your ominous light, in the dead of the night. Deceased body your flesh rots but your spirit lives.

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

I drown in a sea of prayings and sermons, blinded by a disappointing celestial light. A cold fury, a bitter frustration. Forbidden words, too many things to hide. Cold blood, veins stopped and frozen hearts. Mouths stitched and closed eyes, God hasn't any plan for us. I banished all my humanity, till my soul has been frozen and dark as night, clinging to a splinter of light at the foot of the altar of agony. Wandering through the deserts of my loneliness, shrouded in an unsatisfied search for gifts. A non-real life stagnant in human skin, a non-real life in a land of wails. Mouths stitched and closed eyes, God hasn't any plan for us. The will vanishes in an aura of pain, is this the torment inherent to the human life?