Secret Spies of the Horned Patrician
Swamp born In ruined manger Blood fed newborn Born of Violence Black air Comes out of the ground Baptized in A cathedral Of thickets As a harbringer As an evangelist As a messenger Darkest densest black - the entity, the deity Whetting deadly scythe The harbringer, the messenger The unknown animal of Hades The biblical nightmare. the beast From one side of the nowhere, to the other From north of the void, to the south of the void. Mocking biology Mocking thoelogy Mocking humanity
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
We are anticipating The fall of Christ and the return of Satan From the deepest depth of the earth he comes to rule till the end of time We are awaiting for The fall of Christ and the return of Satan from the deepest depth of the void Devil comes to bite off head of God. Indeed we're impatient For the coronation Welcoming horned King of Hell Wearing red and black, He comes straight from the void Runs through the vastlands of darkness. He comes straight from the void. Ready to regain his Power. Here comes war straight from the void. Runs trough the vastlands of darkness. He comes straight from the void. Straight from the fire. We are anticipating. The return of Satan.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Shed your skin and join the pack. On the fringe of humanity. In the full moon icy glare. We will feed on the innocent. Howling chants under the cloak of night. Foaming at the maws. Eyes rolled back. Come to us. Let saliva mix with blood. Feast with us. Teeth against bone and flesh. Clenched rotten fangs rip through the skin. Bloodshoot eyes and claws to the throat. Most sinister nature's gift. For every tormented soul. POWER ABUSE Once you tried you will never stop. Hatred drugged. Eyes rolled back.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Secrets are held in this fog covered region. Buried by time, memory and mould. Underworld structure of bizarre morticians. A place you should never walk alone. Obscure monastery. Deceiving mortality. Raising the dead. Occult militia with his majesty bishop. Stretching his hands and tentacles to reach you. Secret spies of the horned patrician. Meet to perform their disharmonic chants. In obscure monastery. Something is wrong with this wicked place. Are they dead or mesmerized? I feel eerie just starring at... The obscure monastery.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Idzie diabeł, idzie diabeł Ciemny las Czarny czas Idzie diabeł, idzie diabeł Głosy kos Kopyt głos Idzie diabeł, idzie diabeł Noc jak lont Wielki błąd Idzie on Idzie diabeł, idzie diabeł Idzie diabeł, idzie diabeł Krwawi nos Kapie wosk Ciężki los Głosy kos Ciemny las Czarny czas On
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
I am kind of a traveler. Compass set on a south of hell. No intention of coming home ever again. No intention of having a sketch of a plan. Self destructive and in constant pain. How ist it going? It's going well. No more organs left to sell. Wont be buying back ones I sold, ever again. I donated my tissues for the bats in the belfry. And in exchange I got... Holes in the soull. Black blood coming out of my eyes and my mouth. And my ears and my spine too. I am kind of a traveler. Compass set on guilt and shame.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Tonight, I'm drunk. There is one thing on my mind. I'm a teenage punk, Antichristian Hooligan. Drowning in a lake of wrath. Boiling in my own blood. Panicked serafin, St. Peter in his deepest fear. We're fire, storming the gate. This is siege warfare. We're Carthaginians. Battering heavens walls. Fire and Noise. Fire, storming the gate. And screaming: Tonight, I'm drunk. There is one thing on my mind. I'm a teenage punk, Antichristian Hooligan. Tonight, I'm drunk. There is one thing on my mind. I'm a teenage punk, Antichristian Hooligan. Drowning in a lake of wrath. Boiling in my own blood. Panicked serafin, St. Peter in his deepest fear. We're fire, storming the gate. This is final strike of the black flame. Burning off angels feathers, blinding their thousands of eyes. We're fire, storming the gate. And hissing: Tonight, I'm drunk. There is one thing on my mind. I'm a teenage punk, Antichristian Hooligan. Tonight, I'm drunk. There is one thing on my mind. I'm a teenage punk, Antichristian Hooligan. Tonight, I'm drunk. There is one thing on my mind. I'm a teenage punk, Antichristian Hooligan. Tonight, I'm drunk. There is one thing on my mind. I'm a teenage punk, Antichristian Hooligan.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Listen to the old willow's whisper. Red glowing eyes gazing from the dark. Malignant tongue wedging into your ears. Foretelling the bitter end. I dig through the wet soil. Furious beat of two hearts. Shouldn't I remain dead? What brought this curse upon me? Every single night I wander around. Meet me at the crossroads, in the woods and graveyards. Driven by the hunger and anguish. I harass, strangle and rip into pieces. Before the sunrise I'll drag you into my grave. Petrified with terror, gasping for breath. Shut up and accept your fate. I will show you how to overcome death.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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