Terra Nullius

Endless northern days Where the night is but a blade Dragging the dusk Between the days of summer Darling, do you wear the mark? Do you walk beneath a purple moon? Those who bring the battles to the liminal Walk between the smiles of the night Is this real? Is this corporeal? To be spacious singing flesh A body without organs Against bios, against life What lies between the logos and the void? What lies betwixt the phallus and the wandering womb? Do you wear the mark? Do you wear the mark? Do you wear the mark?

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Drink deep Deem not my spirit fled Over mountains, through the years For we have lain beneath a living veil That whispers of the world Buried, but not forgotten Buried in tombs of blackened oak Return to this forgotten grove By time and light transformed Smultronstället, wet with thinning blood To taste the fruit long forlorned Left to lie, but not to die Left to lie on skeletal remains Beneath the veil, we have waited Beneath this living veil we have lain Those who decry dark masses Fear to summon what will not be tamed Fear to summon what can't be contained

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Sickened weakened Wrapped in the stillness of ontic fear This is the silence Not of speech But the silence of meaning Nattvardsgästerna The silence of the grave A frozen river A frozen cross The tumult of escape Clutching to evade the empty space Nattvardgästerna Winterljuset

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Come maenads, come bassarids By grape and grain enthralled Pour like blood, the blood you spilled Flow like blood, stain the forest Run wild o'r the hills Bless this carnage Bless this wrath Clad in fox and faun By serpents crowned With twisted wands And tearing claws Drape the trees with the remains Of the unfortunate ones But you know, it was no young god With laureled brow and staff That brought this fire to your countenance, Put this fury in your breast This is the dance Let your tresses flow, and the moon caress your throat No seduction No come hither stare Indifferent Impious Ecstatic Destruction Tonight you feast on satyr's flesh Come maenads Come bassarids Bless this carnage Bless this wrath

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Awaken beneath burning gaze Of the of the cursed star diurnal Nocturne rituals Flowing oaths We sought oblivion and won Poisoned, weakened, broken, fully bowed Writhing in freakish misery Cowering behind the glass, darkly Monstrous vermin dream of corpus vacui Consumed by sickening dread Waiting for the darkness Weaving toward the night To cloak with violet loaming The loathing that pervades all Poisoned, weakened Wreathed now with vesalgic wretchedness Searching Crawling Questing A cool, dark place

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

As you wander in your dreams Through these forests, through these fields Feel the earth salute you, Hear the stream speak your name Conqueror Child dry your eyes For the ghost and the storm outside Shall not invade this sacred shrine Nor infiltrate your mind Empty, but for the wolves Empty but for the wild Restless vestiges of the past composed But whose blood nourished these the furrows? But whose bones lie beneath the pines? Terra nullius renwed In the violence of seizure Terra nullius regained Terra nullius - regained The founding fiction of empty space Witness without conscience Witness without consequence Terra nullius renewed In violent erasure Terra nullius regained The founding fantasy of the settler state To repair to a state Of perpetual, inaugural grace But they are not absent Not erased Not idle Not erased

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025