Dominion

Sharp steel cuts a breathless body Slender fingers go into flesh like snakes Extract liver, squeeze a wheezing heart Crimson blood flows on to the floor and the feet of the waiting Prophecies of an old oracle, beyond our generation and time, escape his lips in Latin In his eyes there’s a demon of the future and his lips express the meaning of the ritual «The treasure you will find is washed with crimson blood, It lies on the bones of your people that will fall. To possess power, on the day of the sign, curse the land with war between fathers and sons The one who will light the star of death in time, will get immortality and will open the gates of the Genesis You are enemies to each other, everyone standing in the room The one who has ancient blood in his veins will be your obstacle, Your grave, your ending Wearing a crown of gold and thorns he will sit down on a throne in silence Pointing the finger with a ring»

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Like thunder and explosion from nowhere, breaking the walls A voice is howling in the fresh ruins Scary words of the one who executed babies in Egypt Are pronounced by the demon of waste, the servant of death: Stop! The oracle’s message is false The treasure that is being predicted to you doesn’t exist It’s only sorrow and weeping you will hear Sitting in palaces you will tremble from the steps of the crowd of fathers and sons The star of death will never light up, because it is fiction There is only Messiah’s chariot and it will rush to the suffering As for your ancient enemy it is an observer of the power of light The one who employed the foreteller to involve you into the trap of those who love humanity The one who won’t accept forgiveness and will fulfil the Father’s will in silence It’s not the war that is cursed but immortality that only those will get who deserve it» And having said that he squeezed the bones of the old oracle He begged for mercy in his last breath But demon sped away, bringing him to the Last Judgment The sentence echoed in the air: For falsification of the prophecy you are sentenced To damnation of eternity. To madness and service to hell The blindness will be your mother, soot and ulcers will be your father Your voice will be mine till the end of time And your hands will obey only my will

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

In the dark room there is no place for light Figures of strangers are sitting in a circle like faceless saviors Watching in silence, there is no anger and no sin in their faces Like phantoms, they are reaching out for me with an invisible hand, setting me on the broken throne Like a web, the architects of sanity are spinning tiny pieces of the past Lighting up my mind, building my common sense grain by grain Resistance like natural beginning is blowing up in a wave of aggression Blaming everyone but myself in my own insanity I unchain bitterness of loss Disbelief in reality is gripping my breast in a vice, air is of no importance Time for a pause, light is passing into an inaccessible place, teasing eyes And the ice deep inside starts to move again, the body returns to life, disbelief’s going on New period. Period of trade with ministers of death which don’t exist Looking for a contract on the last stay in my illusions But one is always too much and thousand is sometimes not enough The prince of fate has not taken off his crown and hounds from obscurity are merciless The period of compromise is vanishing into thin air in the room without light A grey maiden has come, attired in oblivion, accompanied by silence Having stolen human feelings she presented us with a kiss of mystery Condemned mind to rest, and the architects are waiting for a smile The maiden departed, leaving a box made of wood When I opened it, resignation came Stuck to my breast but without pain The mystery turned out to be panacea Turning blind from the rays of truth I made a step forward Into the arms of those who found good sense Those who were waiting for me in the dark room In the dark room there is no place for light Figures of strangers are sitting in a circle like faceless saviors Watching in silence, there is no anger and no sin in their faces

You’d like to help everybody To save them from themselves Shining proudly like a star in the sky Not only you But what for? Messiah or miserable hypocrite? You are not the man you wanna seem to be What is more important – general approval or human life? If you understand it once You’ll learn the main lesson of life Giving power to the weak Protecting them from the strong Being a symbol of good Is what you should have become You can’t save people with arrogance And can’t save yourself The time may come When everyone will find inside The savior The power of good That’s so little in the world of today And everyone will accomplish a deed The world will get better The hope lives on In the hearts of those who can’t submit

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

We are destined to be born in sacred blood And saturate the soil with decay It’s our destiny Our eternal curse We can’t resist its will It’s fated to come true To put anyone who was free on his knees Who has never given up Was never afraid to look ahead But we should give credence to our roots They will show us the way to the light Which is so far away And will save from the dark, always near Help to leave it behind But it will keep chasing us with its despicable gaze Will wait for the moment to thrust its knife into our back Life is so short when you don’t value it The lost opportunity will never repeat itself A dead body will never rise again A disease won’t cure itself Try and remember this Before your last hour will strike It’s hard to find your way in the labyrinth of life It’s even harder to do it alone Without looking at the mistakes of the past You'll never reach the final chapter Try and remember this Before your last hour will strike

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Living in lie little by little you learn to pretend And this helps you to coexist with human nature The truth is that it’s far from the life you can dream about It’s a life in which you decide their worthless fates Deliberate decay is the price of indifference Morbid mind is a retribution for life in lie And there’s no pity when you see them suffocating No fucking pity when you see them dying Only spilling blood you feel alive Only execution of the ones of your own kind can justify you But the moment will come when you’ll have to look into yourself And the only thing you’ll find is the piercing void Lacking for sense of compassion You administer your own justice Your personal code of an executioner helps you to structure the chaos inside Day by day your hunger grows stronger and stronger And you’ve got no power to keep it in check No power to pretend A breathless body is getting colder But you feel no guilt Regretting nothing You’re waiting for exhalation

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Too kind for some Too weak for others You are a pariah in the world where the winner Is he who doesn’t give a damn about anybody Who’s ready to make his way over corpses To get to the top It’s impossible to adjust But you can’t bow and scrape Those who oppressed you should see You are not the one you seemed to be Not the one whose will could be broken Animal essence Is running through your veins Primeval fury Ancestor’s practice is not forgotten Unleash your demons Release them and set against those Who oppressed you Drive out fire with fire Multiplying your anger Only then they will know The real price of what they have done And they will pay with their life Filled with fear, saturated with thousands of grudges see less

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Once having crossed the line You won’t leave the road Only spitting upon all reproaches You can choose your way of life To stay composed Looking your fate in the face Not to resign oneself To all the hardships surrounding us Only then You will raise above others Only then You will change the world You shouldn’t put up with Rotten human race Where everyone Is stronger and better than you You should stay true to yourself Otherwise you’ll become As petty and mean as others They will find a reproach In each of your deeds And one day you will see That you were right You will see That you were afraid to disregard them And hadn’t made a choice While you could Once having crossed the line You won’t leave the road Only spitting upon all reproaches You can choose your way of life

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Entrapped civilizations have been teaching us through ages That there the ones who can create the world from the start But there are also the ones who can plunge it into the abyss of chaos Take it away bit by bit, just to please themselves And meanwhile to avoid punishment Dissolving in the crowd of heretics alike to them Taking advantage of naivety of the weak They don’t give a damn what to take from them It’s impossible to pay off with spiritual riches Only material values can kindle their passion Having power over the mentally weak Their false prophets corrupt the minds of those who believe But their faith is just self-deception Another way of mass control There are invisible threads in the sky Blind puppets obey them in unison One cannot allow to lose one’s will To shut one’s eyes to public lawlessness Each of us should live with our own truth in the heart In spite of hollow doctrines of holy hypocrite

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

The day of grief will come, a sea of black flags will come out into the shores Cities will get quiet, rivers will arise, the time will come to raise our heads They will descend from the sky bringing the message and a veil of the shadow The sons of light are knelling, silence has fallen on our shoulders There is chaos on the horizon, cities are gaining the name of Babylon Pride, a mother of dark side, gives birth to greed The fire of matter burns in human eyes Flows through fingers like black sand The map of the world was so fragile And the turning-point will destroy everything like the event horizon A sea of black flags will stand like ice by the shores The beast will point to the east Its shadow will cover the land Messengers’ feathers will descend to our feet Let's bow down waiting for absolution The empire of light will descend in the face of fire Scorching the earth wavily, someone has become a sword Smiting the beast and heretics Angels fall from the sins like the stars of revenge To the roads of Rome and this Babylon The Son of Heaven will descend bringing executions and reddening the sky He delivers Hell and plague, and time has stopped again The words like a sentence entered the ears of the mortals: Armageddon is my name

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025