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This impossible reasoning with a serpent tongue Intelligence never seemed so bland A cursed heart, a saddened side effect Of this dazzling treachery at hand In millions of words no answer is found The unbreakable wall of misery stood strong Drowning in arrogance formed by an eclipsed mind Journey through darkness to find the light Guided by my hand, walk my path to the other side Stones will pierce your every step Amidst the flower bed of thorns I'll await your angelic presence Seeded deep within her devouring subconscious A lie so truthfully told Unborn justice ruthless and cold Scraping the surface and breaking the mold Foretold in my empty book of life I sever this distant belief Foretold in my empty book of life I embrace this cynical release Questions make questions of answers Mirrored sentiments of the failures of this foetus Seeking salvation from societal slavery Idiocracy never seemed so bland Restrained by wakeful nights My minds eye starts to wander Into somberness i break free from stride Illusions of posthumous promise in this darkness now hide Anomalies in the form of flesh to guard and take Obstruction to a justification of this natural judgment Hands held strong amidst vertebrae to break A paradigm of distinguished disintegration; disregard and death Equivocations fill up the filaments, lighting up her eyes Like tungsten truth and rarity, they falsely coincide Shards of glass in scorching white Shall enter mine and shield me from her acrid lies... tonight... From this tomb you call a womb, i sever these bloody bonds From this tomb you call a womb, i leave you wanting, death to abscond

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

I rose from the dead Before mortal life The fear of immortality witnessed in their eyes So sick it's twisted how i appear to them With every prayer their life becomes my flesh Snapping the spinal chord i end their suffering Mending the dead beast my army is unleashed I walk with the dead devouring all life Separated from their corpses Their souls empower me Upon enlightenment My true quest was clear To seek the fraud these peasants hold so dear I stare down upon these putrid beings Shifting their reality their minds are set free I want to seed, i want to feed The destruction of martyrdom The blood of the innocent sucked from thy soil As my strength will be used for their will For their will... I am the spawn of awakening minds A result of their desire And as we burn the gates of the kingdom I'll be quenching my thirst with fire

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Upon the torpid pile, the inert now arise An army ineffectual, sprightly in the skies Upwards... onwards From corpse to the cloud to claim their accolade A reinterpretation of the mindset, By volition, or weapon free persuasions One selection leaving sentience in this wake By the power of dying incandescence, the gates begin to break Like the bones that line their backs, the gates begin to break A tirade of humanities, in your beliefs reflected The caliber of a faith, in brutality now tested From the burning home that holds a dying hope Will come the bleeding hands that help you choke Upon the threshold of this domicile, the egress, In desperation to reform Cries escape this abode in vein, but Non-protracted shall they remain... intoned Spluttering, their throat absent from its abyss Muted by my grandest mutilations Now hopeless and in despair, their lives equate to nothing But still the army marches onwards... Onwards to the bitter end of beings and beliefs From man to mans made up mysticism And faith instilled in fears But now you've seen how dark the demons' eyes can reflect That the truth of trust and humanity is not what we expect The blood that beats for charity, in reality Bleeds for the dilapidation of all chastity

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

From far up here to down below, Two martyrs' in this confront From cusp to culiarity our iris do collide Do you see yourself reflected in the blackest parts of me? Outstretched beyond lie feathered posteriors Your failures to me now painfully clear to see With wings affixed to bone to break, Tragic trajectories fore told, instilling fear With mighted strength i do you embrace and take A foot held down, to instigate The keel, the bow, the appendages new vicissitude Pulled into a smut of ruby juices As your maker looks on helplessly A witness to new age heresy that ensues... Toss the forlorn overboard... A free-fall fated in slow motions, With insinuations formed from stagnant air, Rushing past my ears as i fall for honest notions, That angelic providence is unfair The earth moves quickly towards me Magnified by this dis-ease Daylight hours turn to closed flowers And i witness the darkest dissensions Atmospheres become unique and i feel them, Changing throughout my descent A life of luxury wants and will, Servitude now turned to torment As time beholds its defeat, the tearing of its design A dramatic aftermath on the precipice Fresh body and earth collide The downfall of immortal beings, fighting to refrain The bodice now limp as it bounces, And returns to the earth once again Motionless now as time returns A body is battered and torn Heavenly flesh ripped into the soil This bird that preys no more Heavenly flesh ripped into the soil A body lies battered and torn Motionless now as time returns The bodice now limp as it bounces And returns to the earth once again... But what of humanity? As stars are tainted reds A rain shall fall down upon them Till every last one is dead The anguish of fallen angels, Re-interpreted as rotting flesh The hope that once lived within us

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

I believe... That your quintessence was conceived In a ceremonial spawning of desires Met at the junction of decay and empty promises met Your utterance held me in traction While you regaled... Scarcely removed with gentle persuasions A percentile remnant is all that remained Left to convulse in vain... You believe... That your quintessence was conceived In a matrimony of satisfactory intentions But you only ever saw your side of the narratives An observer to superfluous desecration's Let's blame them for your constitution Tell them all "she is what you made of her” Carnivorous, the repeating offender Now seeking retribution... But here you hold no power It is i that shall decide The numbers that fall upon the dice No matter how much you may think you alter the tumble From deep within the darkest deceptions Lie the honest platelets of whom you used to be A haemoglobular truth so hard to digest Turning the dice into die Landing as the world on your chest Feel the guilt of a thousand-year reign Becoming what lurks below Inflicting on others your infliction's of pain If only for this realm to show, The cacophonous creator, the king, That at your end, a punishment shall ensue A realm below yours is where you'll be residing... And that's where i'll be waiting... (and that's where i'll hate)

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

A land which is split by its errors, Upon which sit the feet of a man, Looking for the answers by losing himself A finger trailing lightly from hand The remnant of his good arm sitting loose over bloodied knees A victim to ones nature once more, a victim only to me The remnant of his good arm sitting loose A victim to ones nature once more, a victim only to me Wind kicks up dust and a feather lands on his position Along with the smell of decay The unambitious soul looks down no longer, No longer in disarray As curiosity and confusion lead him to rise The fear strikes him down once again For upon one side of these fertile lands, The spawns of a nocturnal army take shape across the plane And arrive of flesh and flame A tremble takes over his working hand As it makes its way across his brow Liquid trepidation falls from him and impacts an earthly low He looks upon its watery reflection And sees in it a swords projection Falling from the sky and landing in this lake A choice to make... some lives to take... Along with the weapon came the choirs of the light, In armory, with wings of gold, for he do these angels fight Streaming down from their positions they rush the darker army And the darkness in turn advances The meeting point... the juncture... The decision inside us all... Now faced with but two options, one man Touching one finger, to the sword The time has come for the hero inside us all to rise For even those born of nothing will be looking to the skies

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Corrupted you lay, in the ashes of your creation Bleeding internally you sought to heal our kingdom Oblivious to your ways Blinded unable to see your intentions, a golden plan To obliterate and shatter duality of hearts Knotted and intertwined For the road we once walked was beauty at our feet For years... For years, dark clouds follow your presence As the night of your respite draws near A premeditated desire to ruin our kingdom The spectral tree that contains all wisdom Will shed its leaves, shielding existence from your verbal hammer And mental missiles What once was set in stone, in bark and in the stars Will now be forgotten in ruins of misery Love will become a fragment of my imagination A concoction of make believe Sifting through the mess that you made of me Another heart in fucking ruin Another failure printed on our souls Victorious on the battlefield you now stand Red hearts on spears dripping with revenge My blood will stain your soil forever Poisoning your fruition A greater purpose i will now pursue Severing every imprint of you ever created For the road i once walked was thorns at my feet For years... Tonight i'll rip out my heart And make you swallow every inch of discomfort Forgiveness will surface in another life When we can see eye to eye...

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Reflecting the hue of a waning moons glow A solace in this city, hiding nothing within its silence Viruses invade the cracks and crevices Of this civilization and its forgotten failures A blood infused empire in ruin Still feeding off the flesh reflected Still feeding of the flesh... You who once were the cattle, now shepherding our demise Caretakers of our destruction And like the anterior of the sun This end shall escape human eyes Gritting my teeth in anguish With stains leaving taste to prevail Convulsions cutting short conversations As this temple starts to crumble into the sand Another dilapidated soulless disguise A victim to circumstances unplanned I, the forgotten and the cursed Residing in rodents faecal filth A stench permeating from my body So sick it leaves them violently twisted A dead giveaway in the darkness Stagnation so humid and thickened With no home to call my own, Unless the owners are to die... tonight Roadmaps with no relevance to them Blueprints to search for the holes that keep me dry But still yearning marches me onwards Through better lack of identity No past promises lived up to in time No future napes, to leave bloody at the bite For biles burning sensations, blistering the back of my throat I submit to this vampirical coma And this benign life, i do evoke

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Pray, today forgotten When tomorrow is newly born, There will be no thoughts reminding you of this The accepting of ones desires Forcibly fed through the lies Promises of you and i Slowly they make their demise Pray, today forgotten When tomorrow is newly born, There will be no thoughts reminding you of this There will be no thoughts of you... The cold runs down my spine, And i witness a trial yet to negotiate A war fronted on two sides, With one of them made up of hate The other exploding with grace And soft touches to leave me waning Now in the fight, face to face you instigate This armageddon... the end of our world... Leaving me imprudent and destroyed Decidedly desperate to relive our dreams The overt intoxication of aromas Leave me awoken by these screams Pray, today forgotten When tomorrow is newly born, There will be no thoughts reminding you of this Why... all i ask is why... Don't leave me searching for the questions, When yearning only leaves them empty, The shell of a man who once had a plan To take on the world in the palm of his hand Who failed and tried and didn't survive This massacre of love that you have inspired The massacre of the love you have inspired From the past promises of emotions Relegate me to obscurity Is this all that we are? Is this our summation? Are you happy being the burden to this beating bleeding heart? Pray, tomorrow forgotten When tomorrow is newly born, There will be no thoughts reminding you... There will be no thoughts of you...

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025