Delictum

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Under a nightly sky In ecstasy of the newly born Creatures of a time forgotten And a place forlorn Hear their cries Look deep into their eyes Watch them fly into the night Try to reveal What they have concealed And they will let you burn "....Glory to the Kings of night Hail the Ones of ever blight Fear Them as you fear the dark Majesties Infernal ...." Under a darken sky With the moon shining bright They hail the ancient ones On this devilish night With fires burning They are yearning For spells and sacrifice To conquer the night No daylight in sight And the bounds will be broken

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

For eternity Obsessed by thy soul The life of a sinner As the storms draws near Behold the visions Awakened to the sky Filled with flaming thoughts The storms of what thy fear What have become? When all is concealed See the shapes of thy likes As centuries has failed Finding through the darkness The Enigma of thy souls Takes thee back in ancient times And reveals the truth "....Storms - Are thy weakness Storms - Are thy faith Storms - Will reveal to thee, The secrets of the night...." For eternity The impressions of a dream The touch of a sinner Make the storms bleed Hold the chalice Awakened to the sky Filled with burning hopes And with thy greed Is this the end? When all is revealed See the shapes of thy likes Where centuries has failed

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Silent thou wandered the forest that night Stalked through the shadows, not a sound or sight The fullmoon was calling, thou could not sleep Nor find peace in thy grave, thy keep Flickering shadows embraced thee that night Embraced thee in darkness, caressed thee with might Thy hunger was pain, thy pain was lust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust "….My angel nocturnal Thou blessed be by night Shadows enthrones thee eternal With darkened glory and might…." Thy touch me enchanted My soul thee enseamed Everything that thee granted Forgotten sins thus gleamed Thy lust shrouded in darkness lies Covered with painful delight Hear my anguish, as prayer dies Lost as treasures, pearls of night

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Thy wicked beauty haunts me When dreams of thee I dream Revealing truths of midnight And all that lies within The nightly temptest is thee From the shadowy dusk With ember eyes of fire And a heart of sin "....Dream with me as I dreamt of thee During ancient times and those to come Feel the pleasures of thee in my dreams As of thee, as of sin...." Thy whispers in the forest dark Stalks me through the night Of passion and of dreaming Thy answer waits for me Meetings under moons so full Their light is thy seal Combined with sinners glory I am waiting just for thee Mistress of one thousand years Which I all have dreamt Thy vision is now crystal clear And my soul is bound I wait for thee, when thee call And call thee will, I know When dawn is following the dusk We sleep beneath the frozen ground

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Jag vaknar förskräckt Ur dunkla drömmars makt Förblindad av det mörker Som mig ur min fattning bragt Blott alltför hastigt sanning I allra högsta grad Mig bringar andlös fasa: Jag är levande begravd Utan möjlighet att fly Kistans slutna sfär Kväljes jag av fuktig jord I sanning dömd jag är Ty vem kan höra mina skrik En dödens serenad.... Den stumma jorden döljer mig Levande begravd "....Jag känner slutet nalkas Med långa tysta kliv I ensamhet och tomhet Försmäktar jag - alltjämt vid liv Mina fingrar blöder Kistans lock är sönderklöst Jag önskar blott av döden Från min fasa bli förlöst...." Ty varje frihetstanke Är skoningslöst futil I gravens mörker dväljes jag I Dödens domicil För evig tid min ande Gravens fjättrar bär För alltid fast i dödens kval Levande begravd jag är

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

On a night in late October Just before the time of dawn Thou went into thy sisters' chamber And seduced thy own blood Through her window, in late October Moon were changing into sun Thee left thy bride, cold and silent Sleeping, resting until next time Longing for her precious beauty Her darkened hair and pale white skin No more resting for the wicked Even in thy own cold grave Suddenly, in late October Another night, a different time A curse was spelled, woe to thee Her neck was poisoned by a cross With tired eyes she looked upon Thou, her sister, late and fair Standing close her maiden bed With fearful gaze, and spiteful smile With cold pale fingers, she now dragged The scornful cross from the bleeding neck Joined her sister, in late October United on this silent night A pact beyond both grave and death Sleeping beside her very own flesh Since this night, forever and ever Thy sister thee eternally wed "....Seduced by her sinful treasures On her lifeblood thee was fed Embraced by her nightly pleasures Thy sister thee crimson wed...."

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

From the wine, Opacitas enthroned Through the light of flickering birth Brought upon madness and stillborn breeds Embraced by the shadows she eternally invokes Mistress of malicious ways Demon, Queen of the dark Unhallowed be thy name, Opacitas "....And angels fell from grace that night Surrounded by darkness and dreadful fright Rising as icons midst church and tomb While Opacitas dried them in her womb...." Chalices filled with blood divine Black candles and essence burn Luring the realm into temptation As the heavens trembled with fear From the wine, Opacitas enthroned Through the candles of flickering light Embraced by the shadows she invokes Brought upon madness, as stillborn gave birth

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Silent darkness invokes the palette Forcing the night into our hearts Facing candles in mirrors of dark As shadows embraces the arts Opened wide stand gates to nightmares Lurking each painting with gloomy light Precious gifts of nightly treasures Forever preserved by this dismayed sight Gather the allies among dreaming and living Summon the fiends of grave and death Souls of darkness, dwellers of nightfall Searching, grasping for timeless breath Dead is now the art of dreaming Dreaming is now the art of death Find thy soul in ever grieving Conjured by demons of twilight birth "....Thy flesh shades of scarlet sights As thou suffers the age of dawn Thy pale skin upholds the marks Of a dream of scarlet nights...." The archfiends of fearless hunting Destroyer of daughters and sons Creatures within the illusion Dwellers of a crimson dream

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Märklig tycks mig nattens tid Då dunkla skuggor finner liv Jag skönjer en gestalt bredvid Mig själv, men har den liv? I okristlig timma Allsköns ting jag ser Den mörkaste av skuggor Med eld i blick sig sänker ner En namnlös fasa krälar sakta Mot mig, den tycks mig betrakta Lamslår mig, dess ögon brinner Stumt, mitt skrik i natten svinner… Nu nattens fasa krupit in I själ jag ej kan kalla min Den härskar över håg och sinn Dess själ var en gång min… Så i nattens timmar Blir jag som förbytt Tills min gäst mig lämnar Och nattens mörker åter flytt Stel av skräck då natten stundar Inför fasans makt jag blundar Men, min vilja kuvad flyr Fasan åter sinnet styr… Ej längre skönjs i mörkret liv Ty fasan dväljes inuti En själ vars tid för mänskligt liv För alltid tycks förbi Vid morgonbräckning fasan flyr Mitt sinne åter renas Men då solen i västan går ned Skall de tu åter förenas…

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 07, 2026