Devouring Radiant Light

Seething sounds seeping through and breaking down the walls, suffocating your creation. The lacquer of the tongue paints the town red just like the spider weaves its own web. In shades that grow ever deeper and deeper, the strongest roots are of passion. Breaching the cages of your own mind, baptizing yourself in the fervor of the light. Lost within the fen of shadows no longer! No longer seeing the demise with scarlet intensity of the eyes. Seething sounds seeping through and breaking down the walls, suffocating your creation. The lacquer of the tongue paints the town red just like the spider weaves its own web. In shades that grow ever deeper and deeper, the strongest roots are of passion. Swarming inside the purest of hearts, surrounded by these hallowed grounds. Lost within the fen of shadows no longer! No longer seeing the demise with scarlet intensity in the eyes. Seething sounds seeping through and breaking down the walls, suffocating your creation. See, feel, breathe, become one. See, feel, breathe, become one.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Hollow visions from hollow eyes burning bridges and sever the binds. When sullied hands desecrate the canvas the winds shall burn, the winds shall burn. Life becomes aimless when flightless is the mind When paradise fades and the blood runs dry. The sky will crumble into oceans of lost time, washed away is all the desire and all of the light. The winds shall burn! This kingdom is what you make it and as the roots grow deep they begin to birth passion. Fall into the depths, breathe it in deeply and let the heart yearn for its ardor. Remove the veil and let the eyes cut deep into the earth.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Most things fade with time! the foundations may crumble and the world unwinds but through these eyes of crimson light rebuild an empire and dwell within. Passion breeds progress, progress feeds lives. The rejection of a tainted world breeds the fire. We do not gleam for you but shine for ourselves. Most things fade with time! The foundations may crumble and the world unwinds but in our minds our temple is divine, so construct the altar and worship the fire. The fury of the human heart illuminates the path Shadows in the temple of the sun echo the howl. We do not gleam for you but shine for ourselves. The light, it shines through you! The light, it becomes you! The light, it shines through you! The light, it becomes you!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

In the darkest corners of the mind There is a mirror to reflect lost time But if you look into the depths of your soul You may just discover a light that is whole And to feast on such a ravenous force Is to become one with your primal self But if the colors of one don't ring true The veracity of your passion is see-through A view from the bottom of a pit of despair The feeling of loss and the absence of hope Breathing life into such radiant light Devour it all in the darkness of night Sustaining the hunger of the luminous blaze Never again will we live in grey haze

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Rising into the air becoming one with the luminous sky Discovering worlds that lie beyond Escaping the cage created by mundane minds The tiresome repetition of a dying star The strength must come from inside The furious spirit of the burning heart May it burn forever on Giving shades of color to a faded grey world Diseased is the heart of the spirit that forever withers Rise to take control, build a kingdom of lavish vigor Life is for the living, forge a light that will never darken The mind is an arrow, it's the sharpest tool in the quiver Release the sensation with a force that will never weaken The binds of the sheepish are the shackles of an utter failure To quell the temptation of the wolves that are on the prowl Is to delete dedication, the shades of vega fading into the night Time is dying a horrible death We must create the world that we want to see before the lights go dim inside There is no turning back It's time to bare the torch of the sacred fire that burns within our souls The fear of death slipping through my hands causes me to clench my fists and hold to this closer than ever before Clench my fists, bare the torch

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

A veil of bitter cold and a river of endless filth Feasting upon the weakened When the body disintegrates inside of the frigid vault Listless eyes buried in the skulls of the horde, denied Rise for the dead of night Our apocalyptic flight An inch away from certain death Into the ether Follow the road that's set before With perseverance ever more The shroud that has consumed the last glimmer of light Tearing down the mantle of this frostbitten life Inside of the frigid vault, listless eyes buried in the skulls of the horde, denied The vault of the withering Enshrined by the will of our sacrifice and time

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

With everlasting passion dripping off the blade Of the temple that we create This lust drives us to, to devour any and all obstructions We will march with hands on the cold blade Dedication to the craft of spilling our blood onto the page Rise This black circus of death & blood is eternal Writhing in the head Driving us to the undying lustrous light of crimson eyes The carnarium thrives evermore Upon the blackened wings of the raven above this sacred ground Dark ascension is inside Ascension, I smell the scent of the wolves Ascension, I hear the sound of the hooves I will consume all that's in sight Fearing nothing that lurks in the night The carnarium is eternal Giving its blessing to our wretched souls Forevermore creating this blight Dark ascension is inside

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

I cage my demons beneath sacred soil Before they envelope the sky And as they claw for their upheaval I birth blackened wings and fly We are the harbingers of fire Clinging to the crux of life We are the painters of the world we desire To wear the face of another is to betray the mortal coil And in the space where you find nothing You must discover what makes blood boil This is a call to arms Speak the witch's language of fury and rage The time to ascend is nigh The strength, the will, the light Fan the flames, become one Ascend

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025