The Wretched Sounds
Rise toward the clamor, This conference of the arcane. A profound audience, Palms held high to herald the Profane.
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
I feel nothing as the Irreversible takes place. Will we ever get our deliverance? Why must this come to pass As they bask in the dissonance? Beckoning whatever lies beneath, An offering amassed around the mouth of the endless deep. Assembled to conduct the deafening sermon, Are you all blind to this portent of ruin? The fires distorted by unearthly tension. Awed by the wretched sounds of upheaval afar, I cannot fathom what’s to come after the Din rips through the air. Oh, they stand before me. Palms held high To herald the Profane. Jutting peaks Illuminate the long forgotten altar As soil and sky align. Engulfed in light, they harmonize. I feel nothing as the Irreversible takes place. All sense of meaning cast aside And reason gone to waste. Will we ever get our deliverance? Why must this come to pass As they bask in the dissonance? Bare witness as they coalesce. So, it’s come to this? I feel nothing. All sense of meaning Cast aside and gone to waste.
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
A pale incandescence Emanates from the fault. Oh, how long it’s been since I could recall The color of the void. Luminous fissures wrench open at their heels. Why now must the answer Peel away from all that can see? I find myself drawn inside with bated breath. Aren’t you paralyzed by the brilliance That radiates from within? Staggering, the fervor of the Lidless gaze cast over me. I thought this was the end Of everything we knew. I’m longing to feel something for once Without rupturing the silence. Disbelief consumes what’s left of me. The unending, boiling glare, Blurring the lines between safe and real. Will we ever find solace once all has been revealed?
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
The burden of revelation Draws a sea of empty stares. Descending while failing to make amends, The face of hope barren through the carbon lens. Oh, how they’ve fallen, Too blind to comprehend. A serene non-reaction As the pale light crowns their heads. An inanimate resonance, Unwilling participation, Their bodies pulse the doom psalm: A choir of ruination. Oscillate (before the edge), I see through it all. Worthless creatures, condemned, I swear. The trial of time leaves none unclear. As their fate draws nearer, panic sets in. Constricting into the mouth of it, All senses barren through the carbon lens. Silent is the herd, Only voices could escape. What’s the value of a single life Once all is stripped away?
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
all that i can see is an endless grey horizon enharred my soul in dystopic dreams separated from the edge of chaotic self lost in deafening oceans of white noise: traumatic voyage with no return absurd sphere of existence forgotten as mysteries unbound transforming... continuum... lysergic... mental castration... limbonic... collision... sub-level... devoid of colours... dispersive abomination dissolution of all purpose and meanings morpheus tyranny something hypnagogic heals my morbid addiction to life subversing all evil into void devoid of colours
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Absence fills the air, a hollow maelstrom. Unfettered to draw within, Succumb as you are Surrounded by these unfamiliar winds. Is this really happening? I can’t believe my eyes. For years now, or so it seems, I thought it couldn’t be done. Ablation: removal of all. A bottomless hunger unsatiated, The harvest carries on. We’re reduced to a memory. There’s no one left, No reason to wish to return. Witness a measureless emptiness Like nothing that has come before. Plummet through the endless vacancy. Can you still feel anguish When removed from it all? Abandon what you’ve become, There’s no place for it here. Embrace the devastation and Leave the rest behind.
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
(Relieve us, reshape us, relieve it all. Reveal us, forsake us, reveal it all.) Where were you when the noises began? No sign anywhere but the Bleak, the cold, and the barren. Tether to me. We fall unraveled in this Blank eternal waste. Echoes of the final sound Scatter through the haze. Enduring a forever- Perpetual sorrow, Clutching a beacon of hope As you drift through a breathless plane. Where were you when they closed their hands? No sign anywhere but the Bleak, the cold, and the barren. Where were you, lost in another life? Can you remember the Warmth of the surface light? Shuddering to recall a time When I saw the ground beneath my feet With my very eyes. Reflections distort up above, Growing ever distant. Removed from all control, We do nothing to change it. Do not let go From this extant coil. Do not look away For adoration that will never arrive. All that can be seen: a boundless chasm. Where were you, absent within? No sign anywhere but the Bleak, the cold, and the barren. Where were you, in a sea of the deprived? Can you remember the Warmth of the surface light? Where were you when we needed to breathe? How long has it been? Has a lifetime come already?
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Collide but don’t react —Empty, ashen, non-extant— Meet the center of it all in the aftermath. Relieve us from the illusion. Reshaping the truth has begun. Despair, the father of nonbeing, Transcending colorless barriers Between one another. We’re separated nonetheless. Calling upon the unrelenting, Begging for all of it to end. Unanswered for an entire lifetime, The words dissolve into the canvas. Despair, the father of nonbeing, Transcending colorless barriers Between one another. We’re separated nonetheless. Oh, the loss, the absence of forgiveness. It’s too much at once. The overwhelming disdain, pull me away From the cusp of this terminus. Go, fade away from here. Go; fade away from here, The desolate and bare. It cannot be undone; Remember this moment as it comes. A wall of white, The pale abstract, Empty, ashen, non-extant. It will pour over us all as it drags you back. Wash over me. Wash over all of us.
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026