Finis malorum
In the twilight I stand In the faint light of the moon Like blood flowing out of an open wound Will grief and hate companion my soul To the unchallenged heights Of my profane desire Forever marked by the light I am seeking on downwards, Led by the dripping tears Of the mourning origins Swept in moisty moonfog I am Tempted to die by my own hand Sardonic wrath overwhelms me Now blinded by hate and it's all I can see My weeping soul Beg for the twilight to come Frustration eats away my sanity Waiting for cheerlessness to come Lying in my cave longing for eternal night As a wind of the past blows through my mind My eyes swollen up by all the tears Infinite sorrow flow through my veins As I am thinking of taking my last breath
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
I will travel in the night To ancients hills and darkend forest. I am a human lost in time And I was told that I'm no mortal Travel with the northern winds May the forest overpower you. Up in the sky and by the horizon Deep in the depths and deep into the earth Darkness is whispering - You're now deceased, Now you will see the ancient ones for real. I travel with the northern winds And I don't belong among mortals. My soul is in the astral skies While my body hides in darkness. My blackened mind dreaming of the ancient Thinking back of the past Where my soul shall dwell. Trapped into this lifeless empty shell I am freezing and my blood is cold.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025
It's winter again, gloom and darkness returns Oh, night you beautiful only lit by the moon. I reach out for the cold light Weeping take me away, away!!! (I pass out drained of blood) Later I wake up again As I wander through my divine dreams I see my rising unholy kingdom Beyond the mountains dark and endless forests. Oh, unholy kingdom! This my divine world Not known to other mortals, Came to me by visions and dreams In a time before time Later I wake up again Lying in my blood on the moisty ground, With yet another recollection Of the past where I belong. Now I shall gather all the wolves And beat those little lambs. Vengeance is now mine - Devide et impera!
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025
Lost, alone in the crypts of mourning Deep under a mountain of sorrows Cold flames of melancholy Tearing inside of me. Taste the bitterness And feel the strength in pain. So deep, so dark, so real Filling all my veins. Wandering souls meant as one, Roaming around (illusion is) gone Searching in my mind But calm is not to find. Come with me, Follow me in my search for thee Fall with me through eons of despair, To the sound of a million divine choirs. Frustration leads my soul To the desert of confusion. Captured in a world formed by myself. Cold flames of melancholy Tearing inside of me. Taste the bitterness And feel the strength in pain.
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
As I fell deeper and deeper into my sleep I heard a melancholy voice Of my subconscious whisper. I am dead and I sleep in eternal obscurity. I am dead and I have joined the eternity. I woke up dead and was to forever be...
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025