Est Deus in Nobis

May there be light and martyrdom shalt solve all sin. Ten laws of guilt and shame - the essence of the world doctrine. Grant us thy Holy grace and Chaos may rise again. Nine steps of pain and scorn - we climb towards utopian reign. Hark Holy father, thy flock transcends into wolves. O, curse my redemption pater peccavi. Thou of enlightenment I beg thee rise in pride. Sons of damnation - Pereat! Let there be silence and throw dead meat upon the One. Eleven slaves of hypocrisy, the loyal victims serve their Lord. Shine thy almighty, and clarity must obsess the mob. Thousands of unique souls may present the chaotic coming reign. Where is thy moral when God will resolve all through nihilism? See that as a sign of freedom or succumb to all false promises.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Plains and deserts shall hear the spells of hatred. Forever standing alone against the winds of time. A time that is telling of war for all humans. A time that is telling me to go into battle for myself. Darkness rules alone in me. The journey takes me deeper in thoughts. Darkness reign forever in me - Towards perdition. Burning the world. Breathing the flames. Storming the halls of heaven. Feeling the pain. Stabbing the flock. When mankind arises... Screams from the unholy one will echo forever. The answer from my throat is called from deepest hell. As thy light is burning the skin of the newborn. We storm the halls of heaven and I rule my temple of the damned!

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

The gospel of the punished is upon us all in eternity. Spread damnation upon us to slay all Holy life. Haunted by the blackest skies... Crush upon the earth as a storm through a sermon. Break the blade and stab Him deep in the heart! Thou were born so man could die. Unholy chants were spoken by the holiest. A god reborn in flames... Thorns of centuries return. Sickened by the light. I will burn this night. Crush upon the earth as nails through the sickened cross. Holy God reborn in flames... Darkest blessings is set to ruin this world. Sacrificial magic done by the damned.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

All in His creation has a meaning a purpose to climb and to reach His grace. To crush these Holy boundaries with the elements may always be the strive to reach perfection. Praise the One of determination. Or fall beneath the laws of detachment. To fear must always mean to live. But Death can deduce us to Ether. All these variables of "enlightenment”. justifies to kill the urge within the “I”. To sin and break the boundaries with the syllogism may set the spirit free to condemnation. Where dwells the hidden truth of Arche? - Beyond Logos. From where comes the secret genesis of Arche? - Beyond Chaos. All of these impurities of seduction force the sparkle to glow within the substance. The pious, sacred nucleus of the almighty may fall apart for man's appetite for Ether.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Blinded by the force from the calling of storming blasphemy. Hellfire burns my eyes as I gaze into the shadows of doom. Mighty powers from the abyss returns to take revenge. Forces of might is sent to strike from deep within this world. Storming blasphemy - Be chaos in the realm of God and His son. Storming blasphemy - We must seek the souls that belongs to the light. Holy bonds are broken; new seals are being created. Sacred chants from heaven high reach the halls of deepest hell. Procreating blasphemic forces to strike upon this earth. Blasphemic forces with the only aim to ruin this rotten world.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

The Holy burning seraphs, highest of the greatest of the mightiest. Shield not thy eyes while gazing at the might of the inverted. For the sight can not be quenched by a lord at the throne. Six wings burnt to ashes by the fires of Lucifer’s flames. No man, nor beast - Guardians of a Holy covenant. Bearing the throne - of a swindler with legions of followers. Once a sign - of wisdom for man, ages are changing. They never veil the flaming sword, the sword of demise. Destroyer of worlds - the light of Lucifer will always glow. No sun will ever reach this world as long as Satan rises. Noblest of God's creations, now blessed with wisdom and pride. Born to serve the righteouss God - live to serve in sin. Destroyer of worlds, I take thy downfall with blasphemy. Satanic celebration - I shalt rise with the morning. Serpent, deceiver of worlds. Dragon, ruler of mysteries. He will rise up again to slay the angels breed.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

As the holy salvation my word shalt be sent aloud. When thou speak in tongues I rob the blessings of thy Lord. The world of old shalt be my kingdom, I seek my truth in wisdom. Let the earth tremble with the purest hate and repent. Thy Lord sends the blessings. Shalt I receive the blessings in gratitude or with heresy? Who shalt I be reckoned with, as the one in blasphemy? I shalt come forth as the all-seeing legacy. I choose to do my exodus and I choose thy plague. Thou choose thy ways to speak in tongues. At the gates of thoughts I stand though the keys I have not yet. Chosen by the new trinity is few, but proud the chosen stand. Seven are the keys to man’s own destruction and perdition. Now I have a reason for seeking keys to thy damnation.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Once and for all the oracle has been spoken. All must be judged and this punishment is equal. Rebels, Holy wolf tribes, rise and howl in triumph. Heroes, thou converted, betray the world oppressor. Tremble, cry or bow. Behold this great miracle. A universal chaos. The last chanting salvation. Nothing more can grow here neither fade away. Here the flourish echoes through the macro cosmos. Free all in perdition. An ending equilibrium - global pandemonium. Dixi et salvavi animam meam. Salve Satanas! Break the chains and taste the forbidden fruit of freedom. See how all thy guilt now is falling from thy shoulders. Barriers of dogmas become fragments of delusions. Righteousness and obedience are heresies for this discipline. No one can imagine this sinister, terrible liturgy. So, let this hymn foretell and be a symbolical purgatory. Values falls with axioms and man will fall with moral. Feel this incarnation grow through the micro cosmos. De profundis. Est deus in nobis!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025