Under the Penumbra
Can't flip the switch in the lunatic Can't flip the switch to regret or apathetic A humorous demeanor but his soul is sick Once thought dead but the mask comes back to life Now he laughs faceless in a putrid mask but it's his grin Delusional king of the masquerade Luck is on his side It doesn't matter he's in your head All that happens is it curses you instead Can't cure the man who laughs In the mask that laughs
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
I hear their call conspiring heretics Alone? You got my number put down the crucifix Everyone has got their reasons Everyone has got a choice But you my friend are so compliant Every time you hear my voice Those deeds confirm your dedication You’re the seed of violent tendencies When you feed it’s for pleasure not for need Apathy you will regurgitate Often they spill desire and pretend to abide their beliefs They cast it in the fire with their dirty cloaks and soiled sheets They gather in secrecy In light they hide the disgrace And inject a new arrival in such a godless place In the holy garden came perversion of his creation With the lust of Eve and the jealousy passed on unto Cain And what you’re after is to numb all the rage from within It’s destiny a demons Instinct is to sin “God gave you life and I gave you insecurity” What you’re after doesn’t exist they claim Mother Eve, Lucifer Father of Cain You've lied, you've cheated Unanswered prayers are for your treason You are what you bleed by unholy creed I'm in your blood You are my serpent seed
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
Not what you used to be, you' re just a shadow of yourself You spent most your life in love with hating someone else You gave in too easy You gave them control If it was in demand you'd hang them by the throat Fall in line One thing you can't remember Fall in line You were always a member Fall in line One thing you can't remember You got a number Just as dark as divine Your bloodline left a trail of sickness On the cross burned alive Their childrеn for all to witness Just as dark as divine Your bloodline lеft a sickness With a spark it ignites and the hordes become relentless They want blood Manipulation manufactured beliefs Using superstition as philosophy to deceive Binging on easy prey They can't deny They prey through a symbol of torture Binging on easy prey Torment and slaughter Stripped bare and taken up high Binging on easy prey They can't deny They prey through a symbol of torture Binging on easy prey Their youngest daughter Will take home a piece of the dead It's easy prey
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
Adversarial to any moral compass Betrayer of the polarity Offset the value of the declination While you were weaving deceit with eternity They will burn in golden churches Your prayers are full of sin Condemned to isolation Cold and alien They fear they know Paradise is buried under sin Gazing wickedly through flames Restless spirits will repay Ever expanding dark disposition Indulge in such indecencies Seekеr of sublime executions Rеligious twisted blasphemy They will burn in golden churches Your prayers are full of sin Condemned to isolation Cold and alien They fear they know Under dirt and decay the dead have been laid Where paradise was buried You don’t live in third world devastation Still you’re never sorry, never repent And they're the ones condemned eternally They will burn in golden churches Your prayers are full of sin Condemned to isolation Cold and alien They fear they know Paradise is buried under sin
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
Awaken this curse again and all feel is alive I have spoken dark mantras in anger until the guests have arrived Unwelcome but always invited familiar beast of prey The wretched will remain infernal Serving your carcass for the sacrifice Insidious minds curb not desire Our will can not be broken As cryptographs reveal We were not as human Demonic doorways vampiric seal We were not as human We are in the myths of traditions We were once as gods Illuminati the Kindred Oath Invisible Imperium The wretched will remain infernal Serving your carcass for the sacrifice An Ilk of unrestrained desire In your eyes will become what you perceive to be divine Today the night is ours Stop pretending that we are not really here
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
Lines form on my face and hands Lines form from the ups and downs I'm in the middle without any plans I'm a boy and I'm a man I'm eighteen And I don't know what I want Eighteen I just don't know what I want Eighteen I gotta get away I gotta get out of this place I'll go runnin' in outer space Oh yeah I got a Baby's brain and an old man's heart Took eighteen years to get this far Don't always know what I'm talkin' about Feels like I'm livin' in the middle of doubt 'Cause I'm Eighteen I get confused every day Eighteen I just don't know what to say Eighteen I gotta get away Lines form on my face and my hands Lines form on the left and right I'm in the middle The middle of life I'm a boy and I'm a man I'm eighteen and I like it Yes I like it Oh I like it Love it Like it Love it Eighteen Eighteen Eighteen Eighteen and I like it
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
A phenomenon complex as its source and it's closer to earth more so than you may think Discovered during the season of war that the dead space after our stratosphere isn’t empty They knew in 1952 and a few overheard through the frequency from their transmission That a vessel cosmonaut was a medium for countless apparitions This is purgatory for the ones unwilling to leave This is purgatoryand some seem to stay forever They are the Thanaspherian Ghost in the thanasphere and they are waiting for their dead His mission to locate the attack from above a militant strategy Ground would plead there's no turning back they knew the truth and harm of its devastation That in space as a glowing array the ethereal are hovering over the atmosphere In a whirlwind of cosmic grace the ones once lost was reaching out for his embrace This is purgatory for the ones unwilling to leave This is purgatory and some seem to stay forever They are the Thanaspherian Ghost in the thanasphere and they are waiting for their dead Suicide above the sky He died above the sky To become A Thanaspherian
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
You've reached your destination and the witching hour's near You've reached the realization that you have no business being here Await the arrival When reality came and went it left behind residuals When reality came and went it took with it an excess of death I heard the laughter of cold blooded bastards Wiped away the filth from digging my own grave I watched them slither and uncoil like a snakе As I wipe away the filth from digging my own grave Thеre is no hope without despair No space for emptiness you can't be hollow more than this There is no hope we can repair It's irreversible but still we bother to exist Await the arrival When reality came and went it left behind residuals When reality came and went it took with it all of you
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026
Under the penumbra I will never decay Under a penumbral sky Red turned to black The devil came tonight and he's not coming back Under a penumbral sky Red turned to black The devil came tonight and he's never coming back Reborn from pure into evil The dark gift came with his bequeathal My maker was an alchemist Said spread his ashes then leapt to his pyre Since that night I'm no longer a breather As his hеir even less than alivе Untouched by time because you took a believer Unwillingly immortalized My maker burns in Hell because I scattered his ashes You broke the oath Broken the oath of Santino's coven The ground is my bed it's not my grave Defy. Rather die than be a slave I bite filthy vermin when I crave a human My maker now burns in Hell because I scattered his ashes My maker now burns in Hell and there's worse things than dying
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 03, 2026