Decadent Delirium
Morally reprehensible, clamour of imputed bad character, A sinful soul, a wickedness imparted from infancy. Advancing seasons compel augmented condescendence, Sinister emotions dominate, governed by baleful bitterness, Extoiled potency, entirely discarded by celestial hierarchy. Cardiacal organs eviscerated by the fiend himself With the hope of heightened excerbation, Initiating execution, engaging in vulgar post obitum vexation. The more exorbitant the mutilation, the higher the ascension, Subsequently, elevating depravity to intemperant heights. Ultimately, his inexorable affectations merit an incumbency of predominance, In an adapted conservatory, (dedicated) to Asmodeus, he exploits the absolute... Laying waste to entire nations at a time. Burning an image of unyielding abhorrence throughout the ecosphere. Leaving macrocosmic impetuosity, to vanquish humanity in its entirety, Upon fulfillment of this vow. He ascertains humanity's extinction, acknowledging his own mortality, His insolence turns to a semblance of mortification, as his master mercilessly Casts him into the pit of Acheron.
Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026
Twisted minds imbibing in forbidden rites forgotten, A gathering of indiscipline, cloaked, they huddle around an altar, Eating, feeding, an unwholesome feast. Though consciously aware of a million fiery deaths, A torturous sentence of suffering, an eternity of burning, Their depraved appetites eagerly awaiting, anxious to sanctify their feast. The unwilling offering looks on restrained, Horrified expressions contort his face, Fear is diffused as he comprehends his fate. Flooding euphoria through the disciples. Improbital Intemperence Infinite improbital intemperence Infinite Thriving on his anxiety, they initiate their hecatombie ritual, With neurosurgeon like precision, they begin carving As if sculpting a masterpiece. The heart is extracted, to be partaken of by the congregation, Anticipating immortality, they worship, The powerful leaders guide us to oblivion. Thriving on his anxiety, they initiate their hecatombie ritual, With neuro-surgeon like precision, they begin carving As if sculpting a masterpiece.
Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026
Muscles violently convulse, riddled with tetanus, Secreting sputum forces orphisis open motor Control's lost, an intervention of excelled diceria Achieved through uncommon neurosis Behold this irreverent vision, Discern upon respiratory constriction. Observe exuding blood, seeping steadfast a well spring of boundless lacerations. Igniting enormous pillars Comprised of distending humans Banished society of motionless masses Submerged forever in brine Convincing himself Cursed with prophetic visions Clairvoyancy painting scenarios of frantic hysteria. Profound resentment, unable to employ The gift in constructive design Only perceiving hideous abomination Igniting enormous pillars Comprised of distending humans Banished society of motionless masses Submerged forever in brine Behold this irreverent vision, Discern upon respiratory constriction, Observe exuding blood, seeping steadfast a well spring of boundless lacerations. Engraving the future with humankind's signature, Anchoring all to webs of dark destiny.
Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026
The paradox of 20th-century advancement: Progression, which in reality means regression, There is nothing permanent, but change, Changes that prepare us for the last days, Is not thy wickedness great? And thy iniquities infinite? A stagnant mass of foul air, Settles over the east, Many are left gasping, Caught in the clutches Of this blanket of pollution, The elderly died their death, Accelerated by the smog that Robbed them of their breath. 20th century miracles become mausoleums for the future, Thousands die in the wake of an earthquake. Announcements fill the radio waves, "The Morgue is Full", Bodies lie amidst the wreckage, so many, In shallow graves, their bodies rot, Survivors reduced to consuming rats. A stagnant mass of foul air, Settles over the east, Many are left gasping. Caught in the clutches Of this blanket of pollution, The elderly died their death, Accelerated by the smog that Robbed them of their breath. 20th century miracles become mausoleums for the future, Thousands die in the wake of an earthquake. Announcements fill the radio waves, The Morgue is Full", Bodies lie amidst the wreckage, so many, In shallow graves, their bodies rot, Survivors reduced to consuming rats.
Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026
Fading…all comprehension post coma, Can you envisage terminal catatonia? Behind my mind's walls, cobweb embrace Paranoid schizophrenia, Overriden by demented visions Of a life after death, of a life after death. Bearing wings of thy raven, My plights never more, Endoparasites engulf my soul, My tomb is in woe. Shadows take flight, Wings reflecting off an infernal moon, Please god, shun thy raven, Let my soul slumber as a dove. Blessed my hallowed grounds... Blessed my hallowed grounds... Blessed my hallowed grounds... In my sleep, I embrace Mother earth, As I gasp once more for air, I perish and need not breathe. Nocturnal usurper in plight. Behind my mind's walls, cobwebs embrace, Paranoid schizophrenia, Overridden by demented visions.
Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026
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A test specimen... You're going through something, You know you're gone forever, The puerperium, infrastructure, Probably gonna bury him in a hole And you're still laughing. Hope non-existent, No more sense of time, First time you can see, Only through death... again. A test specimen... You're going through something, You know you're gone forever, The puerperium, infrastructure, Probably gonna bury him in a hole, And you're still laughing.
Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026
Dark, burning brightly over The cremation of creation, Sail and water now ash and dust Engulfed in Northern winds, Inhaling toxins... comatose night Shrouded desert of night, Diminishing sun now non-existent In this imperial wasteland, I wear a crown of thorns, Enthroned in majesty, Rise and be blessed by dark winds, Radiation. The vital element for the wake of evil dead. Like epilepsy cast on all, Remnants of mortal souls, In atmospheric pressure I am lowered, breathe... breathe... Shrouded desert of night, Diminishing sun now non-existent In this imperial wasteland, I wear a crown of thorns, Enthroned in majesty. Rise and be blessed by dark winds, Radiation, the vital element for the wake of evil dead. Catalystic Winter Harrowed Retribution. A silhouette where a sun used to blaze, The meek are praying for redemption, Only to be crushed... Catalystic Winter Harrowed Retribution. A silhouette where a sun used to blaze, The meek are praying for redemption, Only to be crushed... I live in fear.
Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026