Only Ashes Remain
Deep under the soil we sleep Yes, we sleep and we dream pestilence And storm cloud-like swarms of locusts To rage on the lands of men We were before the light Descended unto thee And we will be after the shades Consume the life out from thee Prepare and hide your fear-ridden souls Death is nigh and its hunger is restless From beyond and from the below To the realms among the fading stars From the womb of the dark and the dead Crawled out the horrors with blackest hearts From within the bowels of the earth Towards the throne far beyond the falling gods Come forth! Ye spawn of restless fire! Ride with me! O' harvester of blood! Prepare and bury your hopes deep The night is here and its cold is endless From beyond and from the below To the realms among the fading stars From the womb of the dark and the dead Crawled out the horrors with blackest hearts From within the bowels of the earth Towards the throne far beyond the falling gods
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Nameless corpses without graves Bloated bodies filled With parasitic devil seeds Ancient curses coming into flesh If one can be raped in nightmares Beyond the laws of reason Where could I ever hide? Where could I ever hide? Deep into the endless darkness Deep into the nameless blackness Lifeless beings and yet they move And thе shadows, I can hear them laugh! Wherе could we ever hide? If the worlds of wake And sleep were to collide And madness and death Should walk as free Deeper into the perfect darkness Deeper towards the end The shadows, their laughter never ends! Unwillingly I have lived, now I must yield
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
A night of sepulchral curses What a wondrous night indeed To seek pathways spiraling downwards Towards depths unknown What lies in darkness I do not dare to guess Yet deeper and deeper I tread Further! Further! Come closer, they said Forgotten tongues whispering in feverish dreams Tongues, in thousand gaping mouths Mouths spewing fire, Fire of the Under This eventide differs from the others before There is a presence behind thе moon Lingering above, yet calling from bеlow Oh, how could I resist this urge Can you hear the roaring streams of Phlegethon Smell the poisonous mists rising from Élivágar Behold! The nest of the serpent before us Obsidian eyes watching, judging our souls Are you the one inside me You, the eleven-headed nifel-wyrm Further! Further! Come closer, they said Forgotten tongues whispering in feverish dreams Tongues, in thousand gaping mouths Mouths spewing fire, Fire of the Under There is no going back, no ways to return Demonic madness I welcome thee to take me
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
On the third hour of the crimson moon Thoughts broke through the temple of my skull Writhing in the air like parasitic worms Taking new forms as pictures and colors Is the body able to follow the soul Running inside solid matter Are my bones able to withstand the pressure When I'm swimming below oceans' floors From the bloodied crescent descended an old crow And with a faint voice it whispered into my ear "Inside the heart of darkness remains A spider web-like maze of a dead god And in its core lies the ninth sight Where now must your dreams reside" At the break of the blazing dawn I devoured eleven arteries and their rotting blood Now my body is able to run in substances To follow the wandering soul Now my bones won't shatter Under the weight of waters On the steps to the mass graves of worlds I saw the space to tear itself apart And in the blistering light of Celestial Eye I was blessed with the absence of rationality
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
I am becoming you O’ god of corpses Of horrendous abominations And of woeful misdeeds I am becoming you O’ glorified whore of Bethlehem I am your infertile bosom Your stillborn messiah child I am becoming your Worm-ridden deathbed Where you shall lie For all eternity Until all is reduced to none There you shall lie In the middle of the collapsing cosmos Alone, forgotten in darkness I am becoming your Cathedral of failure Monuments of defeat Your holy church of loss I am the end I am Death
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
I am becoming one with the dust of the earth A proud host for carrion birds And all the other rogues of the wild alike If only they were still alive and breathing The code of existence revealed and exposed To the fumes of the underworld I feel the rupturing inside of me Is this the final sight of mankind Last visions before the weary eyes Dead stars drawing colorless spirals A gateway constructеd With the remains of the hеavenly martyrs Lifeless aeon painting itself A gateway constructed Dead stars drawing colorless spirals The code is broken, infected and rotting And the only truth that ever was We were never meant to be Is this the final sight of mankind Last visions before the weary eyes Dead stars drawing colorless spirals A gateway constructed With the remains of the heavenly martyrs Lifeless aeon painting itself A gateway constructed Dead stars drawing colorless spirals Winds from the beyond are calling A lullaby so cold and malign Yet rather soothing I have become one with the dust of the earth
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026
Katson maailmaa kaukaa ja syrjästä Katson lyijypilvien vyöryvän horisontista Meren aaltojen lailla pikimusta massa Peittää kituvan auringon valon Muistan kuninkaat loistokkaissa saleissaan Suuret herrat, johtajat, ylpeät valloittajat Koristavat nyt joukkohautoja muassa orjiensa Muistan muurit, korkeat Babylonin tornit Ihmisen vallan monumentit, kaikki raunioina Sekunnissa elämä, kekäleessä kaikkeus Nopeasti syttyy, nopeasti sammuu Tyhjyyden syliin on kaiken palattava Nopeasti on nukuttava pois Ei kukaan enää valvo valtaistuimilla Kanna kruunua, valtikkaa, hienoa silkkistä viittaa Sekunnissa elämä, kekäleessä kaikkeus Nopeasti syttyy, nopeasti sammuu Tyhjyyden syliin on kaiken palattava Nopeasti on nukuttava pois Pelon, kauhun voi haistaa Nähdä saaliinsa silmistä sen Kun veri kirjailee hetken viimeisen Huomista ei ole, еi eilistä Aika on kuollut, jos sitä koskaan olikaan Päivät, vuodet unohdettu Niin unohtuu ihmisrotukin Muistan hurmеvirtojen kimalteen Kuoleman tuoksun, karmiinin aamukasteen Uhriroihut yötaivaita valaisten Tuhkaa silmänkantamattomiin Harmaata, rikinkatkuista sadetta Tähän maisemaan on kaikki päättynyt Ja pian päätyn minäkin Paljon olen kulkenut, nähnyt liikaakin Nyt soisin itseni vaipuvan Kunnes jokin uusi jumala Synnyttää lapsensa Paljon olen kulkenut, nähnyt liikaakin Nyt soisin itseni vaipuvan Kunnes jokin uusi jumala Synnyttää lapsensa
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 27, 2026