The Year Is One

I dreamt of death in all of the different forms I was proud to hear death's call Burning cunt, tastiest wine Nothing can bring me back to life I need fever, I need all the lust, all the old age, and all the dust I need visions, I need sights, I need cramps, delusional nights Rapture in the resonance, horns of the holy mountain Under the flick of the switch, going against the grain I loom beneath the waving feathers of darkness I remain in silence, and watch as the pale knight rises I find my pleasures in the withering flowers, or fresh graves I have no fear inside, Just deep gasps of black and purple haze Dying fathoms of the heavens underneath Robe of ectoplasm running down my cheek My secret love for the dead After you're gone, I come standing by your bed

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Forever I wander among the graves I adore the mystery beneath Tombstones and catacombs I am a name on your funeral wreath We who are in love with death Celebrate its gladsome wedding We are engaged to the underground A ceremony of ecstatic tearshedding Your voyage is over Now you can rest You shall not feel pain anymore Your burden is gone Taken away from your shoulders Your mind is cleared from heavy loads Rest now in tranquility And foreverlasting silence and bliss We who still live Escort you now to the vastness of cosmic infinity We who live continue your work You shall live in our memories and deeds When we bury you we bury ourselves We are bound to the longing It has become our sweet prison All right now! And what is the horror of one Who feels the encounter in death When compared to the horror of An unborn child who senses the approaching life

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Year is one, God is done, celebrate the new dawn Year is one, God is done, celebrate the new dawn I kneel before thee, on the verge of suicide I kneel before thine altar, Thanatos' bride Born under the stars of Orion and black light of the Sirius B. Born from the heart of Satan, Mitzi Dupree Death has ten thousand incarnations The cold silence of space hammering the earth with soundless vibrations As above, so below The gods of emptiness crush down nations Celestial spheres, dark gorges Hidden corners, silent forests The mechanical demons of the DMT cities Lurking in the four corners of the universe In my aether scented dreamtime journeys I have seen them, and I long to open the watchtowers And let them in to our world of carnage To destroy to rape and pillage To diminish our justice and laws Demons lurking the vast space between times Waiting for the Babalon Working Watching us continue our crimes The Year is One

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Under the gun. Under the desert son Golgotha, the Place of the Skull Don't mess with the man in the middle; 16,000 times crippled body crucified, by stranger's hand Across the boiling fields of blood Soldiers march to Jerusalem, in the Holy Land Where from do all the words come? Where from does all the blood come? Where from does all the sickness come? Where from does all the moist come? From the darkness behind man The heart of man, either a temple of God Or a habitation of Satan God, take this bullet that is shot towards you; Towards your Heaven, your houses and rooms I am on the path of vengeance In the name of the one whom you sacrificed In front of human trash - swarm of lower class I bear these crosses on my skin So that you would never forget What he went through, here on this Earth I am here to remind you of his sacrifice I bear the doom, for the son of Lucifer and his rebirth Rendezvous with Satan A romance that will quake the Earth

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

I have the right to spend my time As I wish You can go to a beach While I fall into abyss Holiday in a cemetery With my silent friends In the twisted atmosphere Of necromantic pleasures Open graves Offered their treasures Out of tune music of her funeral procession Mortuary tray my only possession Intoxicated By all that is evil and wrong High on the fumes Ascending from a grave I summon all the spirits that I fear I summon the bringer of death to come here In the name of he who was cast from the sky I want to destroy everything that keeps this world alive I need to feel the atmosphere of death I need to inhale its air Solitude among the stones To lie down in death's lair Absence of life Wordless silence Friends long gone Alone for hours I haven't been in heaven but I surely have been in hell Still it's so much more than what you have in the sewers where you dwell Invite me to my funeral, all death is pure Life is disease and suicide its only cure Transfigurations among the tombs Equal in death, superior in life, torn from wombs Hate towards the living, love towards the dead Necrophile, born to die, a connoisseur of dread

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

She hides a gun to the root of a tree She hides a thought to the root of her dream And when she speaks, through her sleep I hear it all, every secret, hidden so deep How to make an old man And three women appear out of a wall How to make white stains vanish from a pall Old people gather there by the moonlight They have a special plan to make things right No one saw her disappear No one saw her disappear No one saw her disappear No one saw her disappear In that room there is broken glass on the tables Atmosphere curious and obscure Waiting, sensual, the deepest allure She went through the death-door No one saw her disappear She went through the death-door Down to earth, through rebirth She went through the death-door Bells ringing, choir singing She went through the death-door Corpse rotting on the killing floor No one saw her disappear No one saw her disappear No one saw her disappear No one saw her disappear

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

Sorcerers of Sarnath gathering in the circle of junipers Dropping Stygian black acid Travelling beyond dimension and time To childhood dreams Now we are at war, survival is all But once there was an era of peace And luxuries of simple life Israel Shamballah - The magicians still remember Beneath the storms, behind the clouds Above the mountains Beyond time, our black and grey Creation casts a shadow over the world When death is summoned, death surely comes When sorrow is summoned, you will fall Titanium gate, entrance to the metal city Houses of iron, streets of steel. A city build on cosmic abstraction, still true in form All horror, all evil, all that is yet to come Underground giant face crying golden tears Metal monster in twisted dimensions Blacker hallow, Vinum Sabbati Desecration of a corpse In the darkness of night Blacker hallow, white powder Desecration of a corpse In the darkness of night We shall fall into the abyss Into the bliss of everlasting shadow Of the black temple Of an unknown god

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

I need cold winds To calm down My burning soul I need cold winds To ease the pain Of my aching Tortured body Year after year Life after life Death and rebirth World of no light Time of my dying Days of my youth Forever turning wheel I pray for fall Fall of the sun Its blinding Domination I pray for darkness To spread its veils And to fulfill My aspiration Praying For winter to come To crush down The world of the sun Praying For winter to come Tranquility Life just begun

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025