A Great Work of Ages
Heir to us trust oh highest Gods & forevermore speak In the coloured serpent dialect Of first flock and watery origins Stirreth clay to broil and Breathe bountiful angels To never, tread stale waters & Scavenge among buzzard Is righteous; foremost to Proper exultation Exalt in the heaven The earth & the just Conciliate the primeval Pact in horns Sprint alike fevered, Demented beasts Onto rusty, shodden gates Behind which hide wights Brandishing ignorant evils So the tempered fury erupts With swirling moons to crush Tsunami warmongers salute The sun & submerge Elliptical floods purify & purge Red redemption Contorts a vastness A fatal creatrix swallows the sky Smokey talons smite Vicarious Inner gongs peal In maddened pitch Affluent in all highest The wraith of wrathful lights Streams into the fore
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
Mass atop, to below A tower of cities Aground upon, a barren abyss Unseemly, yet once almighty Glyphs traced in the Salty stone, history Of flourishing gnome Aborted, crucified and conquered In momentary glory, Now varnished in occult, in verse Colossal splendor, plummeting With flickering lantern in hand I descend into the earth Passing stone to sun They shall witness I Martyr United with our world Choke the sulphur It blackens my face, my tears Sightless, yet the know me Hate me
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
I brushed past a willow And aught night be Blackest pitch It decided not its fare Settling quietly Back in commune For the Song had changed This hour Father, thy sacred breath brings Colors to my ears I inspire of your creations Golden demeans The greatest treasures Lay green and such Tended by elfin hands Lives blown in his harmonies Aura and spine vibrate In choral voice Lattice-like pitches pass through And build me a living ley My being, the fabric The point of return
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
When the world shared A dream of deaths The elderly tugged at The sleeves of children Begging opulent Enlightenment and Faraway redemption In a form, young, and cast By the sun of a new age Those whom live the Renewed continuum The first breath Of the newborn Sweetest, dense in Sapience, in purity A prize vapor stored A grail alchemically adored Hear me, people of wires Of device, machinations The division grows Widened to an horrific gulf Commit ye to Man, the beast Or drown naked The infallible pandemonium That runs course from Wounds, of the World's And thy own dissipating aura The Way of the World Is thy Way Refractive convex continuum
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
Shrunken rune They called God-sent Drags irreverently in tow Their hisses draw close, Stop & turn Dematerialized again! I know the secret path, They could not follow Searing chord Umbilical to me, and this... Where is the sign? Damn the Scripts This mud so thick A stone wound in the marsh, Here it ends The watery concave Cut in granite Into which I dive, psychic sight, awash in waves Blind serpents clasp my form The water speaks; I scream Serpent song Vile curtain luminous Bore down against the axis Portrait in magnetic hues Now sung The white being aborted Ancestors, it says Takes my hands Three hearts Unsung drown
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
Slit wings of despondency Simian strings in woe The hushed choir that insist Horn-white demons Behold they slough Vista steeped in Chitauri luster Interrupts my angel and heart In that palpitating bliss True life was, remiss Who would raise this Shell from the granite slab Faithless vultures circle slowly, Madly in this stark, Stony desert One could forget, humanity Creepers blanket and shadow As thick black lichen Store my fats Black magikkians pass Libate partly unto Sorrow and horror Fearing the weep Incensed by the presence of Their parent demons Purge flesh, of the serpent's kiss Urge flesh and splintered child From its aeons embrace
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
I am of infinitesimal cells In each lies a world My blood A swirling vortex of space Through it, Life moves at constants Greater than minds conceive King of the World Banish this spirit, And those of my brothers Of demons and hexes Black eyes demons Who speak and act Through the ghastly Deeds of man Glib tongued demons Afoul, afoot Carve them unto my heart A devic libation At the sculpted fountain Glaring and powerful Above the entrance To the monastery of my selves Father Dragon Father Gnosis Father Fore Father Wise
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 12, 2025
Sail the vast and great under-keep Immaculate citadel Spills a steady seep Psychic dark, Thick as wine a starry weep Faceless purveyors From golden angles Steal into within Formless composite, unreal A stolen glance brings fever, distress Lunatic choir, glow-eyed marionettes Lost to abandon and a wild jig Inter-dimensional carrion birds prey Ablative skins out of time Pray for my spirit out of time! Re-animate through Dead orgone pulses This vortex spun weaves of Chaotic, negative force A new pantheon takes shape In sulphur scented shadows! Undead lords on high Wreak rotting intrigue Monsters of Delta-Time I ran hard, I rode pale Those creatures in myth They were to hunt me now But my escape, Would they haunt me ever, over? They haunt me ever, over...
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025