Triangle
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Reason as curse, the plague he sent upon us. His own seed in his own likeness, drowned by chaining hands. Reason as name, reason as light, descending to the sink of iniquity. To bond the bright flame of old mother night. Extending his reign, defining ubiquity. I drown my heart in acid tears to soil his flesh with cold reflection. My open heart for eyes to pierce, a perfect foil to a mind's dissection. Guided by the laws of hopelessness, pining for redemption. I seek to eviscerate his name, his fire, his love forever. Exhaling father's breath, exhaling father's breath. To reduce the self to plain dissension, raising secrets on his dying flame as a monument of undimension where Death alone is mine to claim. This gate is open now, peeling flesh from bones and bones from spirit. I surrender mind and blood and tears of reason evermore. Unmasked as Heaven's breath, compelled as knowledge's death. Your will has made me what I am and never was meant to be. I received your light, I received your wound as a funeral rite for a heart entombed. As stigmata, envoys of the grave of holy creed. As your hand demands to fear your canon requires to persevere, to claim the heart of those pierced by such immense deceit.
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
What else will you see by gazing into the reflection of your own countenance on the water's surface than a thousand empty eyes from a thousand empty faces of a thousand empty selfs, mirroring a thousand empty lifes? The harmonic state is not achieved through the profane illusion of Capitulation, striking exceedingly the deepest minds whilst they are bent. This isolation of the spirit, this paralysation of the flesh are only initials unravelling at last, the circle of death. I saw this falling star, lamb of faith under reason's will. I bind this sacrifice to the burning tree and let it shine. I am the star that guides your way, your shrine, your temple, wine and bread. As opposed to him who leads astray for your mind was closed, your heart was dead. Tell me, if Satan's breath creates the storms that hurl your salt water up to the clouds. Spirit is not yet abandoned! This you must tell me, because I would rejoice at knowing Hell so close to man. Embrace me now, drown in darkness. Receive me now, accept this guiding light. A voice to wake the truth of silence, destroying forlorn hope to renew what's hidden beneath the ruins. I cast the serpent's spell on those who crawl unwillingly through forsaken wastes and dirty soil of a mind unclear. I saw how eagles fell stunned from the topmost clouds of Heaven, tumbling over one another in raging fear. Abjure these crumbling halls, rebuild his rotten temple under the sun of eyes to receive this gift with open arms. Lest you don't fail to pass! Receive the sign of death with purest dignity, infinity beyond the walls of life. Fluctus feri maris despumantes suas confusiones sidera errantia quibus procella tenebrarum in aeternum servata est... Shadows emerging from the deep in silence, ascending from oceans. Shallow words are doomed to crumble as the truth is bared to be received through pain and anguish by the ones who dare to see. Never again shall you crumble at the nameless void but kiss the deepest darkness and embrace the holy flames. Abjure these crumbling halls, rebuild his rotten temple under the sun of eyes to receive this gift with open arms. Lest you don't fail to pass! Receive the sign of death with purest dignity, infinity beyond the walls of life. As you sink deeper and deeper into this chimerical dark, a mind is burning down heralding thy utmost purifying rebirth.
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
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Through death it is that we awaken from the dream of life, and may death be purpose and solution of all woeful strife. Through death we're reborn, We're empowered to see. Through death it will be that our hearts will be free. Reborn as the sons of a new dawn, a star of freedom is rising above our heads. And voices slowly extinguish, allowing the sacred chamber to speak. To speak the silent truth as death is only the change of form. The spiritual eye is opened to the clear light of the void. A secret unheard, a wisdom unseen, rowned by voices of madness clouded by those without eyes to see. The depths of the ocean of all, nor essence of spirit apart from blindness of mind. Ending the state of contradiction, we walk in silence. Praising the gift from his right hand, we breathe in silence. Accepting the strength of surrender, we pray in silence. Receiving the truth from his left hand, we die in silence. Si quis vult me sequi, deneget semetipsun: Et toliat crucem suam, et sequitur me. We have awakened from the chamber of lightless sleep, from states of division in disguise fueled by time and word. We are awake, we are awake, and the final curtain falls. We are awake, wide awake as we're entering his holy halls. What we seek, what we desire, what we believe, what we are, what we become shall be solely His light. I carry the voice of death deep within my open heart and deep within my shining spirit, redifining what I am. Redifining what we are, a truth that may become forgotten but can never be erased by time nor word or form. We speak the voice of death, we speak the love of death. We speak the truth of death, obscured by darkest art. We carry the strength of death, we carry the sign of death. We carry the light of death deep within our shining hearts. The pulsing hypnotic rhythm, the waves of echo that draw you further into the void of contemplation. Layer upon layer of catastrophe and initiation, a lament for a dying world. There is a suffocating beauty to the atmosphere and summoning within which feels like standing on the edge of jagged high cliffs with no care for the ground beneath my feet, to close our eyes to the outside world and focus on the teaching in our blood. Walking through the flames that tear at the very essence of vision, a meditation on madness and pure faith. I feel the tears flow through my veins but they are not of sadness but of eternal suffering and the pain of creation.
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
"And the Lord spake; I will destroy man whom I have created from the face of the earth, both man and beast and the creeping thing and the fowls of the air. For it repenteth me that I have made them. And behold, I do bring a flood of waters upon the earth to destroy from under Heaven all flesh in which is the breath of life, and everything that is in the earth shall die." Beyond the prevailing death a light will unfold, and it will be truth, and it will be salvation. And it will be fire, and it will be unity, and it will be God, and it will be eternal.
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
I have seen all that is done under the sun, and behold: All is emptiness. I have seen all that is done under the sun, and behold: All is emptiness. I have seen all that is done is emptiness and affliction of the spirit... Vidi cuncta quæ fiunt sub sole, et ecce universa vanitas et afflictio spiritus...
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
I watch the sun descend into the open void, I watch the spirit fade between the walls of sleep. I watch the pillars of adherence being destroyed, I watch the silent flame rising from the deep. I will raise my throne, I will raise my throne, I will raise my throne above the stars of God. I will raise my throne, I will raise my throne, I will raise my throne above the stars of God. When the voices fall silent I will raise my throne above the stars of God. When the voices fall silent I will raise my throne above the stars of God. Rise, my pillars! Rise, my serpents! Rise, my flames! Rise, my pillars! At the creation of mind, the creation of reason becomes necessary. And our action was inevitable to rely on the creation of God and all that is empty. Adrift and unaware of being, unable to see, incapable to either receive nor perceive the essence of the eternal. We now play the same role again with the only difference of standing on the other side of this river to rely on the destruction of God and all that is holy. Adrift and unaware of being, unable to see, incapable to either receive nor perceive the essence of the eternal which is the essence of God alone.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
We are not the masks that we hide behind nor the thoughts that we think, nor the paths that we choose to walk. Nor the words that we speak, nor the names that we are given, nor the bodies that we live through, nor all the things that we do. We are not what we create nor our past or future. We are not the decisions we make, we are not what we believe in. We are not the mind we bear within us but that light that we become.
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
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The swords of rapture we proudly bear, the crackling fires of untruth in which we burn through the days, and the dark waters of dreams in which we drown at night. The blazing skies at a new dawn, the prayers that we blindly babble, the golden purity of a swarm of flying birds, the pulsating blood that flows through everything but this moment. The encounter of staring into a stranger's eyes through the mirror of the self, the death of nations, the poison that strikes as words. All the eternal secrets we carry, the spiteful remark of a broken promise, the fear of touching the higher self even if it's just for one second. The oceanic grace of equanimity once in a blue moon, the mountains and hills of forsaken landscapes, the infinite wisdom of every withering flower, the frozen depths of untold memories, searing all flesh and mind. The burning lakes of pasts unspoken, the silent beauty of decay, the freedom that comes through acceptance, the joy of losing everything. All anxiety and anguish, pain and grief, all hatred and envy, every tear that falls, every instant in desire in solitude, every spark of hope or illusion. Joy or forgiveness, every moment of peace and content, all passion and love. All these things are one, for us to witness. Once we return to our birthright, and all is none. ॐ भूर्भुव: स्व: तत्सवितुर्वरेन्यं । भर्गो देवस्य धीमहि धीयो यो न: प्रचोदयात् ।।
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025