Opus Mortis
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A savage roar, from the inners of our hearts That for ages have been silenced by the fear of men Furious like a thunder it comes as a fire storm To burn from the face to the entrails of god Come forth, primordial darkness Feed yourself with our devotion Drink the wine of flesh Eat the fruit of life Fear and panic are the fuel of revolution Despair and pain, blood and fire Enjoy the pain, we endure it for ages Now we spread our ecstasy in the womb of god The fruits of Death will born and contaminate the earth We suck the nectar and enjoy beyond eternity Our sacrifice is done in life, to return where we belong I am disciple, I am the child I am a spark of the bonfire of the world Bringer of Death, come to the carnal world Show us your ascension, make us soaked with blood Make the mysteries visible, turn our eyes to see the soul Take my hand, carry me to the netherworld We wait for night to fall So that your light will guide us through the infinite darkness We will get drunk with the primordial waters And will be hallucinated with the truth The serpent will arise from the abyss To spread the venom in all the eager hearts Eat the life to reach the Death Spill the blood to feed the dead Drink the liquor of fire to make combustion And burn the past to cease the illusions Bringer of Death, come to the carnal world Show us your ascension, make us soaked with blood Make the mysteries visible, turn our eyes to see the soul Take my hand, carry me to the netherworld Our sacrifice is done in life, to return where we belong I am disciple, I am the child I am a spark of the bonfire of the world Our sacrifice is live the life, the return is to our tomb I am darkness, beyond the light And the flame is my own soul
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
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The black flame burns high in my soul I open the dark portals with a hellish explosion The vortex is open To the place where the dead pass When I evoke those who breathe fire They echo in nocturnal gnosis Cold, cutting whispers From those who walk among the bones Revelations of obscurity entering secret cities In the valleys of ancient black magicians Guided by death itself Shrouded by those who breathe fire They echo in nocturnal gnosis Cold, cutting whispers From those who walk among the bones Going to the palaces of unconsciousness Guided by the bearer of the lamp To the realm of the dead where the crowned walk… Oh Fleshless Legion, the terrible bone mask Bearers of the scythe and trident Thirsty with haematophagous hunger It does not speak to the living for it breathes fire! To you I offer a soul to be the merciless emissaries of the end Of the most cruel and lethal end You will satisfy his fever for misfortune When I evoke those who breathe fire When those who breathe fire arrive Surrounded by those who breathe fire
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
From each image in decline, a subtle intimation Seven fetters marked his limbs Mapping a bodily destination How vain were our attempts To make an oracle from your wounds To avoid your accurst gaze To read your lapsed steps as a book If every lament announces a new hymn Or an alliance that comes undone Cease now your movements beloved daughter Severed is the tendon of the katechon From еach image in decline, a subtlе intimation Seven fetters marked his limbs Mapping a bodily destination Force it a little further As if this moment of suspension Could siderate her obstinate path Or reverse this unwavering deviation If every lament announces a new hymn Or an alliance that comes undone Cease now your movements Severed is the tendon of the katechon
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
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