IV - Ruin

Cold vapours lie Like phantoms of the sea The crimson waters Are pale tonight Gathering clouds A coming gale All-devouring storm The sea swallos its prey Wings through the sky Bony claws of murderous birds The sky is lead And the gates of hell are opened Wide Sick in body and heavy hearted Captain of this plague ship Pray to whatever gods may listen Not for your life but for young soul Bloodthirsty tide is rising The moon watches indifferently from above Midnight of the century The ascension to the depths

I gave up all I held dear All I ever cared for Burned my things and burned my clothes Cast my life to the pyre Bearer of glorious dreams Of whiskey and sodomy Apostle of suffering Decadence and infidelity I drank from the chalice From the doomsday chalice For a peek of eternity For a glimpse of divinity The fallen angel spoke to me Showed me sights I couldn't even dream All hedons children shall rejoice In the burning gardens of Eden

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

The monolith stands in silence Observing the destruction Death of the west The fall of man The release is imminent Revelation is a filthy whore Prophets and snakes crawling In the remains of humanity Tear the sky open Reveal the darkness beyond Shining black The serpent sun This quest dust Was once the laughter of children The gold in a lovers eye Promise of an everlasting life And everlasting fire

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

Sing for the damned Song for the lost souls Dwelling beneath The black waters deep Crown for the lost Throne for the dead Sleeping below The cold ground above Into nothingness Vultures of thoughts A song for the damned Funeral for the self Poetry for the poisoned mind Expiration of creation A song for the damned Death triumphs over life

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

In my alcohol driven State of consiousness Stained eyes staring At the dirt spotted ceiling I've finally hit the all the time low The dark bottom of existence Life is my curse and disease Self-destruction my cure and redeem The sickness burns in my brain Corrupting my thoughts like rusty nails Decadence is a form of art And death is a way of life So pour me another drink And leave me to enjoy my misery Distant gleaming Endless seeming Finding the perfect death Is a lifelong process Desolate feeling Wound unhealing

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

Feel them slithering Beneath your skin Whispering Their secrets to your ears Gnawing their way into your brain Through tissue, blood and flesh Controlling your thoughts Driving you insane Knowledge long gone Forgotten wisdom Labyrinth of thought Spiraling downwards This is just the beginning And before it's all over You'll beg You'll pray For death's release Down to the depths of the earth The beast awaits From deep below the waves Leviathan rises Down to the cold, cold ground The beast awaits From deep below the dirt Behemoth rises Don't think too profound about it We'll all be swept by tidal Don't make too much of it It's only final

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

I have returned to this darkness A darkness not of my creation Yet it swallowed and consumed me whole Like it was made just for me Fall into the depths of your own mind Relive the regrets of your life Over and over again Feel the emptiness inside, and understand In this silent place you can't hear In this silent place you can't feel All alone with your self Waste no thought on the future Waste no thought on the past Just an empty shell Beyond redemption Deprived beyond identification A mere shadow of what once was Don't waste your pity on me Don't waste your hope on me For I'll waste no thought on you Anymore I have returned to this darkness Back to feast with my own despair Multiply the tormenting agony within Transforming into something you can almost touch and feel I surrender to this darkness With all sorrows, regrets and pain what I have ever felt Let it last until I'm numb And able to stand strong until the end of time

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

Bleak days and bleaker nights Echoes of possession Long days and longer nights The pale procession In the soul of a soulless man In the black abyss of the hearts The death of the deathless one The pale procession

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025