Esoteric Tales of the Unserene
As vultures, we are, we summon the age of acrimony Our goal is to experience the infernal past once again Power runs amok, but you want what you see in front of you "You also must know and feel this thing we ever despise" As vultures, we are, sometimes we are humans too You will let us drown you in your sea of paranoia Ruthless pragmatic, entrancing and enigmatic You will stand in awe as we tear your spirit apart The cynicism we deliberately plant inside your system 'It's ours!" Even the sun will be own in the minds of megalomania We will not allow you to see who you really are The "human" in our skin will cut off the hand that holds the pen Don't you ever question our intention — If's our misanthropical view of life. We are circling above you From the vortex of vultures The masses in our hands tenderly shaped We'll learn you to spit in the face of the pacifist Then we feel it's time for a new war Or maybe a new attack near you As vultures, we are, we know that in the end our hate will defeat us Our anger will devour us, our bitterness will be our demise The natural purpose of evolution is to stop us, when the time is right From our vortex we are always looking forward to our downfall We are circling above all We're inside the vortex of the vultures All of us above you We co-create the vortex of your vultures
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
What if in your world of melancholy you knew that the balance of universe is secured But would that knowledge resonate when you are exposed to life? What if peace you are crying for is created from the wars that you are living And the ones you call tyrants are created from your collective focus? You are not up to speed with your real now, your focus can't avoid your old now Chaos in your vibrational contradiction, the conditions have your attention Moment of alignment vouched for precious few, who focus beyond your insanity But dissatisfied with what is, then more of the same old will be reality The past will unfold, when close to the whispers from agonizing past … Welcome … Did you allow extreme contrast in your world of creation? As you felt those pestilent winds from the past … Hell comes … The chilling echoes of cold menacing pasf — The patterns of scrutinizing mind A resistant dogmatic path amassed, an indication of where you are, your mind is left behind What if you resonate with the knowledge that injustice in the universe never has been Do tragedies strike to help you focus, as dwelling in the past repeats what you've seen? And what if you ask yourself, how bliss can be assured if hell is not experienced So you look to the past to avoid conflicts but all of a sudden you manifested a new war Have you ever asked why your world keep telling you the same old tale? Blind to what you are looking for, the progress you seek slows down and pale If there's such thing as moral decline you summoned it to your vortex to define In order to change conditions, can you focus without attrition? But, you welcome parochial past So enter parochial kingdom Go welcome parochial past And perish in your parochial kingdom
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
I who have no name, I am defining my existence through your lives For your lack of focus to create you blame Me Where do you think your intentions are coming from? I am where I am, embodied I am in countless of you to see myself suffer Every second I am born and die in front of myself Even your questions are summoned from Me. I would cease to exist in perpetual static state — A strong will to even cast myself to hell I am within your minds, the moment I am defining my existence even through your lies And most certainly as "opium for the masses" Also remember that I am your seven sins I am those who slay, in torment I am the innocents and the lions in the same arena I even show myself in all of your ruthless leaders Can you heal "evil" without embracing it? The thinking shadows of your lives, I'm also another drop in the ocean Again I believe I just happened within the myriads of your beings Nobody gets out of "death" dead, and every death of me is a unique art Even your world's most despised originate from the same source as you I dwell within no words, no holy books or monuments There is nothing to atone, you won't awake where "I" am your god I who have all names, am I slave to rituals, and monotheistic state of mind? And If the masses need their "opium" Can you let them have it and focus on your own path? I am you who won't believe in me, I'm where you actually are in your absolute now when you ask where I am in your time of solace And I am not if you believe I am not What is it that you fear? — What is it that keeps you intact? The extraordinary view from here as you call yourselves civilized What you can't explain you explain with words of "Cod" and "Satan" and "sin" In your anger and condemnation you represent me, as I stand in your greater part.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
The imperfections stand in time like adamant pillars of existence What was "sundered" and "undone" remains whole and ageless in essence Abnormality joins you by your side to in a subtle way push against assimilation We will manifest as the emperors of our own sensafion If's your choice, you co-create even the narrow-minded world of yours But we will stand fall as the emperors of your own creations Anomalia, anthropical We came to you to remind you that we will not think like you We are with you to remind you that we will never be like you Anomalia, non-apocryphal In your world, there's strong belief in manifested parts you don't approve We will make you understand that without us nothing can expand Your collective thoughts have agreed upon a structural conformity But another arrangement was agreed upon behind the curtains of your reality Abnormality joins you by your side to open a gateway for non-dormant intentions We will manifest as the emperors of our own divine emanations It's your choice, you co-create the ones you condemn, and the more we become And we will stand tall as the emperors of your own abominations Anomalia … Anomalia …
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
From stream of consciousness, new ones are focusing in No earthly patterns follow, alignment trumps everything To come forth and take thought to unexplored dimensions And to be in contrast without suffering You're static within the peripheral cycle of your institutional sphere But your earthly laws will never apply in this law-based universe Revolution of a new consciousness Evolution of thought beyond your old consciousness Your ideologies can not be reality, for they are vibrationally flawed Your world is still living the theory that you're still seeking to prove To make your world more, arrival occurs incrementally, your old values will slowly dissipate New ones will go with the flow of the new idea as you clear way for the rest of us When entering your physical realm the new focus will go a step further And experience what laid ground for the new desire and more to come
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Man of ages You live in a pulsating and vibrating universe of advanced harmonics Do you really think what's inside your borders define you? Perceptual Your vision is just a figment of your imagination So is your surroundings, the decipher of energy Demythologize the realm of shadowless existence As life finds ways within your realm of resistance Demesmerized behind the black veil of persistence Transcend the rational beyond your realm of resonance You can never cease to flow in the stream of universe and devolve yourself out of existence When you don't think in the terms of "done", you will see how evolved you have become Sameness is not what the core of your being agrees upon Does it really matter what you do from here on? There'll be a time when you will say that you belong only within you, the realm not far away. The world revolves around your emotional state, indeed you're nameless and shadowless Illumination, synchronicity, alignment, no coincidences We don't see race, we see energy, do you really think that you are the skin you are wearing? You're on your journey of constantly altering yourselves, the sentiment of your being. In the end everything is perceptual, as the same goes to your mind of philanthropy, Your value to the suffering is not suffering on their behalf The law is responding to all thoughts projecting, now fell us, whose truth do you seek? The primitive part of you is part of your evolution. Demythologize the realm of shadowless existence Here you can resist no more, beyond your realm of resistance Deharmonized, relinquish the black veil of persistence Transcend the rational, your home is eternally universe
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Galaxy, the celestial body, the pulsar's beam As dark matter reveals itself and enwrap you in its mystery Nothing is randomly positioned across the universe But will you meet a castaway planet on your journey? Let the darkness shine right before your eyes as you meld with those stars in celestial nights There's even more beyond your Milky Way galaxy, it's dimensional But the unfolding is you Let the vastness touch your ethereal heart, as you say those words of lightest of light Celestial nights, no doubts but too grand to define all The planets in your solar system are now preparing for life As they are forged in the minds of yours and Andromeda's beings The Earth's perfect orbit, what do you think is causing that? Before Theia's wrath, where do you think your moon would shine? A nebula across the void, and how energy forms the clusters? Trajectories around a black hole, but, Orion, where are all the white holes? All the stories' universe is singing to you as you are the total self And all the wonders of your world you are witnessing But you still dwell in your cave and wave that little flag of yours And carry hate in your heart and fear for a land which you can't focus beyond Let the miracles shine right before your eyes as you open your mind in celestial nights You will see that on your journey across the multiverse, that you're the answer The evolving is through you Let the stars touch your ethereal heart as you say those words of lightest of light Celestial nights, unveil the absolute truth you shall
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Dwelling in this withered shell, no one comprehends this hell Destroying my temple as I wish and for us to learn Soul, what resonates in your tale? "In your sea of madness, reach only for the calm itself" An undeviating decision and non-physical's point of view Why can't you see in your house of flesh that every death is a suicide? The desire to drift away to a state of alignment And still you will mourn in your world of enshrinement As it was intended this useless shell is left for earth Like a newborn sun rises, life anew is focused upon The ultimate great calm finally embraced me Don't look where I was, look always where I am now But you choose to mourn someone who are one with serenity From your solitary viewpoint nothing can be seen of eternity Source, what resonates in their tale? "They rather want you in torment and to share their co-creative hell" If you're the creator of your own reality, how can your death be an exception? The next logical step, if's all self-inflicted, in the end every death is a suicide. When and how to end it, it's your decision, your way of dying is also a creation You will finally see beyond your temple of flesh that every death is a suicide
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026