Incurso

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Welcome you fool of blunder, insert rite of nether dreams Sheep or leader, your worth equals filth I grant illusions of purging flesh no dog shall be spared Pollution I carry unsuspected Erupted sanity I hereby sell you reign Fallen figures on their knees cry sacrilegious Enticed by fruits of life as death was sent to collect Silent praying spreads through the air without response Storm of sick and wrath Lights go out, stunning chill, waves of sin brought to kill Screams eroding panic explodes to their delight Storm of sick and wrath Fair angels demons follow, where there is grace they shall nest To smear their loathing and put them to rest Wings of gold ripped off cold left dead without a soul Upon dethroning their glory, a bleeding fest Bereft of life indeed Ripe and sweet, birth out of grain Rotting meat all that remains, sin may bring relief Witness in awe the sight of celebration Plow through it all, find nothing but deception [Solo: Müenzner] Leap into the furnace flames attack in numbers, let them stroke Sanctimony breeds here undisturbed for reasons No one knows and no one will Darkness leads, eminent in gifts levitate and shifts Watched from below transformed and flawed No one's left behind pain is here to stay these last of days [Solo: Müenzner] Silent praying spreads through the air without response Storm of sick and wrath Lights go out, stunning chill, waves of sin brought to kill Screams eroding panic explodes to their delight Storm of sick and wrath Thief of them all portrayed as distant somber Hence they shall fall, provoked and in time to reap the call Fair angels demon follow, where there is grace they shall nest To smear their loathing and put them to rest Wings of gold ripped off cold left dead without a soul Upon dethroning their glory, a bleeding fest All that's left dies here with sorrow, where angels go demons follow Declining not shining deep is the pit where they all now sleep

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Sunless skies stared at him as he escaped Warned by doctor after doctor but nothing could keep him away From that which for years had kept him insane Obstinate and keen to seek out all remaining elements Pertaining the blemish on his soul Ran off with a strong conviction That what he had seen was real and not imagination He knew it, he felt it All those pigs in white scrubs tried to fuck his mind Locked away since that delirious day but now free by choice to once again Rattle the forbidden cage, deep in those treacherous woods he found it A spot on the ground, marked with the three pebble stones he once found He should've walked away instead he ferociously began to dig deep Clawing through the dirt and roots, unfed desire A resurrection at last shall spire With nervously chewed down finger nails, kept on delving further down What he finally found was breathing still, breath of the Bodiless sleeper revived, tender skull acquired Deformed beyond reason, he gently pulled it out of its hole Lips touched, tongues played, time to do what had remained undone Insurgent abominator wrecker of all shifting prayer Though no one can comprehend its meaning and its act Bodiless sleeper revived All the knowledge in this head he now possessed to stir from resting Forever since he got caught he knew replacement was the key Tender skull acquired Their bristly chins scraped one another As he measured between his shoulders He made a mark at his neckline Where the blunt and rusty saw soon would be placed [Solo: Müenzner] Closed his eyes and let the jerking motion cut To finally remove the weakness His head fell off yet still alive His headless body replaced it fast Slowly he worked with a needle and thread to carefully secure the head Connected they fused very well, the stitches healed so nicely This body now wanders around slightly confused But with knowledge like few Under the three pebble stones, grave of the head is now empty

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Sleeping pills can keep one drowsy Shut out the angst and feel but nothing Yet to find total closure for terrors of the past A saddened man now entered the hospital at last Ninth door to the left Laid all answers to what had kept him drunk for all those years A gently knocking but no answer Hesitated for a second then turned the knob and stepped inside In front of him a well-made bed In it a woman sleeping, he pulled up a chair So fragile and so helpless He took her hand and held it and whispered in her ear Edward: "My dear Ms. Sinclair, you are my mother and a whore of evil" "How could you leave me there in that old church, why" "My first vague memories of Father Dorian and me on my knees" "He stole my boyhood early, him and the other priests" "While preaching I was dirty and needed to be cleansed" "Baptized my young face with soggy semen every evening while tears ran" "Alternated with violent whipping in God's name, I was a child of shame" "Dorian, he sodomized my weak and childish body" "The cross went inside my ravished rear end and bent me open" "Those yellow teeth still haunt my dreams" "Caged from daylight inside a cellar, he kept me locked up ‘til pleasure he craved" "I know God's light is shining but this molested soul will never see a heaven that I am certain of" "My dear Ms. Sinclair, you are my mother and a whore of evil" "How could you leave me there in that old church, why" "Then one night I noticed he'd forgotten to lock the doors and I saw my chance" "I sneaked out and ran off, foggy air, morning dark, the grass was wet" "I'd been there for so long, not sure of my age, the wicked Father D. may he burn in hell" "You must die oh spiteful bitch, you put me there." [Solo: Müenzner] Slowly she opened her eyes and stared at him silent at first Felt she was squeezing his hand, the wrinkly old hag Ms. Sinclair: "My dear boy, my dear Edward let me tell you of your past" "Please son ease down, sit down and listen to me" "I was born where you grew up, daughter of Father Dorian" "His line of blood runs deep, deeper than you can possibly imagine" "Night after night he robbed me of pride" "Pleasing his need, a child of his breed that never could smile" "Instead of playing with a dolly I had to play with him" "In my mouth I can still taste his salty veiny skin" "Barely fertile yet daily raped, his holy seed" "Finally my girly womb managed to impregnate" "My father, my lover had now made me a mother" "As he delivered my baby I wept to God" [Solo: Müenzner] "I left the church right after my baby boy was born" "I was replaced by my infant to be my father's toy" "That toy was you dear Edward and I'm glad I left you there" "Our Father's love for his children can never be compared"

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Souls are to some the key to living but this can be severely hidden A cellar so sordid, home to a doctor born morbid His quest in life was to cut out souls with his knife Snatched his victims after night's fall Random targets, all humans have a soul Then one night out and stalking He saw a glow around a lonely walker Whom he tracked, jumped and overthrew This had to be a special one He tied her up and brought her home Dragged downstairs, head bumped the steps All bruised and swelled On the gurney strapped, gagged her screaming yap Steady breath behind the surgical mask No thought of giving anesthesia Servitude of souls, master robbing anima Servitude of souls, master robbing anima [Solo: Müenzner] The knife went deep, the shining grew Her spastic body of pain showed proof Secret sermon uttered for the soul to stay intact before caught She bit off her own tongue A jar of glass placed carefully next to the open wound She watched her soul slip into it Closed the lid and smiled as he let her die, cold and empty Now came the time to merge with this glowing treasure of his His dirty glasses reflected his hands as they slowly opened a drawer [Solo: Müenzner] Pulled out a vast collection of jars They all contained his victims sparks The thievish doctor had formed a plan Through surgery insert them all into his body Slashed a laceration and poured them in The dead was lying rotting and wouldn't miss a thing Servitude of souls, master robbing anima Servitude of souls, master robbing anima

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Even the purest of sinless souls Sometimes attracts themselves to spirits long forgotten sleeping A man of curious nature this soon would learn In his grandma's old attic He found the hidden piece of wood That forever would change his blissful life Tool of evil, board of riddle, transmitter to the ancient Unforgiving, lures the living, of hell designed mechanics Sends a signal to the shunned side, one asks it, one reads it Whom will answer God only knows Although his granny warned him deeply He still brought it home for study All he wanted was to try it, for mood he lit some candles Poured a glass of vintage absinthe Innocent, wonder, soon to leave for hell, séance begin His hand grabbed the planchette, sweating exited of it went In backwards circles back and forth, demon speech of unknown Twitched his hand and took control Letters started shaping into several words Come join us the sentence read, why he wrote, no reply Who are you, we are mere friends, hear our offer gentle caller You may have goodly gifts just for us to simply visit you The short conversation led on Convincing our host to trade what the spirits wanted Debauching intent, plotting for his soul, brood of ill Attributed to his newly found friends Their agreement sealed a subconscious deal Though he could not foresee The effects coming, nails and hair fell off A lump in his throat was born He started feeling woozy, bowel control he kept losing Soon swimming in his own filth As he got invaded by the tricksters from beyond Wrenching on the floor, the voices pounding in his mind Raving on about death Started to get down in fetal position Realized the mistake he had made Yelled out tortured leave me be, badly choking on his phlegm Begged in tears for deaf ears Serpents from the other side his body now possessed [Solo: Müenzner] A broken human woke up in daze, first thing his eye caught On the floor a pile of ash, must've lit the board on fire Not sure of what had happened, it all felt weird and blurry He managed to stand, still in pain from last night's ordeal Back flashes started to haunt his weak memory Grandma's face covered in blood, limping steps took him there To her house door unlocked called her name silence would not break Up the stairs, met by a horrible death sight of what he'd done Old granny torn apart, down her throat he had rammed her heart Her eyes stared open wide and cold, what was all this meant for? The spirits of the board for years had tried to take her soul This was their vengeance, that's why they sent him To execute her and be freed forever

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Years have passed since that night Still the scars are fresh and alive for those involved A mother deep underground A father to a cell forever bound, the child nowhere to be found Spiritual deception once showed its face An evil passed on through its blood A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day When horror stepped through their door Journeyed to the east far and long ago Once a feeble child but he now has grown, still black in his soul His uncle, the poor man worked hard yet unsuccessful To feed his father's leverage Spiritual deception once showed its face An evil passed on through its blood A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day When horror stepped through their door Meanwhile, aging in a bedlam, innocent still took the blame He was sane when he entered but those walls drove him mad Conjuring up a grave revenge Kept his diary closest when he finally broke out Time for them to alas reunite Compelled to place his vengeance upon the bastard progeny His only creed As he arrived to the house old Damfee waiting outside Gnawed and faint, leaning on his frayed cane Damfee: "Why did you come here?" Father: "Bring him before me, he must die" "I shall have his head, you cannot deny me that" The old man grinned and whispered: "Things are not all what they seem. I once brought forth a demon" "That had its way with your wife one night, her uterus defiled" "Raped by the demon, befouled all heaven's light" "Please close your eyes and come inside my home" He then followed Uncle Damfee, when he looked there was a rancid setting Everything was just appallingly dirty, in front of him stood the lost child In frustration he attacked the androgynous child of evil In the background there stood Damfee chuckling at the whole damned spectacle [Solo: Müenzner] All turned black 'til he later woke up In his cell with the padded walls that he once left Was it a dream? Ripped out was a diary page On it written all that happened in that godless phase In someone else's hand writing Spiritual deception once showed its face An evil passed on through its blood A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day When horror stepped through their door

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

How did I get here, surrounded by snow Strong winds keep tearing the flesh off my bones Frost and cold wants my soul, thrown into a blizzard led by crows I hear them croaking to taunt my unfair demise Finally I give up all my strength There's no point resisting when I'm dazed And lost forever in this white and wintry hell Then I see what looks to be a light Could it mean salvation I start crawling towards it unbeknown of its purpose and plan On my hands and knees I pull myself My muscles ache from the storm My heart is pounding hard and out of time Then I see the light as I lie there ripped Vanish out of sight, down the entrance to a crypt Down the hole I go into the unknown Slapped in the face by the smell It's so foul and hints something evil here dwells Still I keep going for what could be worse than the weather outside Seemingly this place should be a peaceful haven I keep pressing but where is the light that saved me Getting further down the dungeon's narrow passage Fail to realize the gate behind me closing I light up a match to find myself covered in blood-spattered cloth Something is telling me I'm not alone in this wretched sewer [Solo: Müenzner] A puff of air blows out my tiny flame As a snorting, gnarling sound approaches me fast From every direction, this is it Cornered by a horde of godless creatures, can't flee I see myself get massacred, disjointed by these entities of demon Their glowing eyes lights up my death bed Tears me up and leaves me gutted Seems they found it inside my dead body My soul was all they wanted in the end [Solo: Karlsson]

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Heavily secluded from all but faith A family in hiding from the world Firm praying, blind loyalty, reciting words divine From the eldest to the youngest one Their sheer belief in the son's return, if not stayed true In the abyss would burn The apparition, a messenger of the eternal scripture Phantom of shine, disembodied and descent of heaven The apparition, her appearance was so real Without suspicion, all the prayers of the family were finally heard On a humid spring evening when the idyll couldn't be more perfect Out from their flower garden Through the blinders came an overwhelming light They gathered on the porch and stood and watched in awe Angelic deity, so clean, like the purest dream Their fingers laced together As they dropped to their knees worshiping Happy pearly tears, oh such beauty lives Sweet angels, they look up on me The apparition spoke with a silky yet whirring voice of wonder You have been faithful to the omnipotent I come to grant you a challenge of life Time to show your true worth to the Lord A paradise awaits the few undoubting To measure up and prove them self abiding Fulfill the needs of dominus Then it disappeared, the unearthly seer Left the witnesses impaired Now they knew for sure that praying was The door to his holiness' embrace The parents and younglings went inside And began chanting pages In front of the altar that they had built Next to the tepid white tile stove The apparition, she came and gave them hope The apparition, why would she ever dupe, poor the people thought Their black-bound bible got scrutinized Inside the father's head a voice would rise Which said An unbeliever (the filthy child) Among your flock (I order you to punish) Your scrupling daughter (that whoring freak) Is against us (and make her bleed) He yanked her arm and pulled her outside Shoved her to the dirty wall of the tool shed While hearing the apparition Whipped her good 'til it got messy Grabbed an axe he was steered by frenzy Just do it the voice kept ranting As he cut away his little girl Someone walked up behind him screaming begging Cried in panic He turned around and saw his loving wife Without a blink he then knew to attack her Voice kept praising Feeding her the hatchet as the apparition kept applauding The spouse's onslaught Limbs was flying The only child remaining was his boy Who saw the whole thing from the kitchen window Shocked in terror Then the voice said I shall appear You have proven yourself worthy Bring me the last life of your family Called the boy out then came the light There it was the apparition Reached out for his traumatized son's small hand Free from sin you'll come with me [Solo: Caspersen] [Solo: Müenzner] The apparition, a messenger of the eternal scripture Phantom of shine, disembodied and descent of heaven The apparition, her appearance was so real Without suspicion, all the prayers of the family were finally The apparition changed form into a contorted creature Held the child in its bosom and vanished in a laughter The father now roams around the little flower garden God's work he did it with pride, the final lock on the gate now is open

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025