Wretch
When Autumn leaves Dank and rusting And wilting fruit Are as red as blood GRACELESS! Stygian - Abyss - Call - To me! A subtle serpents forked sting When in my coffin The hangman's thrusting The final nail With bony thud WRETCH! Stygian - Abyss - Call - To me! When over the foul flooding river Upon the drenched great height Before my land grim looks and shiver As I turn here amongst these graves Vast wasteland of crushed spirits Broken bodies must pay eternal homage Mischief - Murder - Wrath of Hell - Draws near Before my land grim looks and shiver As I turn here amongst these graves Vast wasteland of crushed spirits The wrath beneath, ultimate umbra
Submitted by Grave666 — Jun 22, 2026
Death's black wing, flashed past in flight All is gnawed by a hungering sorrow Why no shining light? Death's silent shade to strike you down You went - But not to triumph You fled - To death and empty night You flew - But not to triumph You fled - To death and empty night! All power, eclipsed under HIS name King anointed, for whom all this haste Mot ours to ask of Erebus divination War is for Women what brass is for Men Only war our fate has consummation And divination too will perish then... Will ye submit your necks and bend supple knee? And to HIS image now proclaimed Yet unpaid, prostration vile Blood pact one, divine commands destroyed
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
In slumber shadows drawing near Desolate clouds weigh upon me heavily No-one answered my call Where disastrous water's fall The dark grasses in thick gloom The rivers as mirrors clear But in forests hidden mandrakes teem And plants of evil and fear As these memories fade into black And judgement passes on day's gone by Hearts everlasting weep Wandering mind come nigh Loneliness upraises in constant A fiery blight reminder I am doomed to conquest by power Of oracles told long ago Till I die tell me How many years must pass? Came no answer All is still In that wretched place The wind blew chill On my burning face...
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Fiends past number - formless, curling In play of dim moonlight Demons manifold, wretched and whirling Seas of souls, constant burning Why is this foul voice in mournful pitch? Make thy union for a witch? Storm clouds whirl and scurry From behind them, pale moonlight Dark the sky - Dark the night Onwards run Devils - Sailing Their howls and mournful wailing Tear my filthy heart in two!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Frozen! The night's yet to come are endlessly black That unknown is the edge of the dark... DARK! Now it has come, the world runs astray And no beacon's alight, anywhere in play They who knew not what the stars had to say The encompassing night cannot bear the day Naught of the days that depart Now full is the oncoming night Vengeance has darkened my heart And in horror my lips are shut tight You search for beams of pale sulphur Upon an unstained meadow ground While attention is strained ahead I pull at an almost invisible thread Life is now empty, bottomless and senseless Advance to battle, ancient DOOM! Enamoured and triumphant Sounds the last horn in faceless gloom... And sunlight goes to die!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
She lived to bury her desires And sees her dreams corrode with rust Now all that's left is fruitless fires That burn her empty heart to dust The figure comes cloven With ebony flaren hair And chitinous horns emblazoned green As she sits prone to pay homage Struck by storms of cruel fate Her crown of summer bloom bites Alone she watches and waits And wonders if the end is near The figure comes cloven With matted flaren hair And chitinous horns emblazoned green As she sits prone to pay homage Now reborn with parted lips Worshipped seal broken with azure gleam Her beauty in the grave's abyss Has vanished with misery... Gone is the ressurection kiss
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Over endless night her mantle throws Softly the river sings to me And gently too my sorrow wraps me Always in shroud for it is full for thee Oh my sorrows veil that guards me From the worlds loud voice and embraces me While my heart hates And burns anew How can it fail to writhe and burn? One drop of pity for my fate Will not have left me... Desolate
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Above abysses I shall take you Bottomless pits of misery And there, while futile terrors shake you In inspiration's strength for me Amid the ether's flaming shower I do not let you swoon My shadowy wings To lift you (and not let you go) Know you how frail is your delusion Which mankind is tricked Poor pitiful confusion By wild passion's name we call I do not let you swoon My shadowy wings - For you! EPILOGUE Shroud clamours aghast Lay waste with fire, the heart of man A sirfold Seraph blaze And to go the way of all flesh...
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026