Harbringer
The ruling is nigh... Behold this sceptre - Adorned with ruin Mediator on our impetuous flight of carrion Searing hearts envision war Possessed with undead rage and Knowledge from surpassed times Taking to arms, vanquishing with immolative fury Foes of whom foolish to stare our faces - petrify Thrive on the essence of their fear - for our power Savage trolls derelict in light Embodied in flesh drawn from this Earth Our collective minds foaming spite Smeared by truth Conquer, Purify... We shall thrive in our polished castles The weak will claw at the walls
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
[performed by StarGazer] This is my divinity It hath the smell of my blood Churning universal hatred Threaten and lament for the stricken Tainted impulses - bursting free the purple womb Scorn ultimatum - impartial affair between mind and flesh obscene Mighty blacked oak scars me for eternity Its silhouette burning recesses untouched Ever burning deity Yet the arctic winds blow archaic chaos Autumnic rains Boil the steaming dirt Graves swell with loathing Plunging my arms in - retrieving the immortalists I pact and reunite, "Our Bodies Are One"... Abominative fumes ignite Screaming to the five winds of Sodom Of which now is resurrect Of its shameless prismatic spheres
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 18, 2026
[performed by StarGazer] I now bleed in my mortal sleep Stains everywhere in Sign to the sun wrecked morning Unending pain I suffer to the paranormal misgiving A final orgasm forecloses the undead energy To evolve and mature My necro-animalian psychos Simplified self being initiates thoughts impure We hatefuck your struggling soul Filth, mud, blood, surge down putrid walls Bones still animate, cum in your skull With thorn encrusted cock, my shaft chews remains Reinstated colostomical, trashing Our intelligence extrovergence messing Indulge, resolve the ploy Slay the true gods, eat astral loin Clock of coagulated toad slops chimes Bow heads in remembrance of the human cries Safe in this demi-plane Alive in heart and sinning with bestial pride
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 18, 2026
Pan pypes so fevered play'd Drawing your eye a ways Liketh pain, bears none Talisman nor faith A mere distraction should't be thought It cometh for heir, the throne of lore Wander, take limbs and all abroad Like edified tree, quilt in iron forged Labour, toil for truth yet be revealed For it plays costumed, through ill-bitten tongues Find ye promised, worthy, cause it seek Then struck elfshot in moments heat The circles of the wise, shines, ye attract Then becomes a ring on thy hand You hour comes and clouds blacken as soot Thundering words celestial, crushed underfoot! Thoust strike gods with lightning and curse like names Praised of strength, oh biblical mane, swept in reason... Of honored this time and plane thou art... King... King...
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
[performed by StarGazer]
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 18, 2026
[performed by StarGazer]
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 18, 2026
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