Antichrist in Excelsis
I may come in the guise of a friend or a brother But be not mistaken for I am still the antichrist
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 22, 2026
Children of the gods I slew Recognise my absolute might As I claim your world mine Archfiend to the life you cherish Is the way you think of me Yet I am your true saviour Woe, sons of pretenders That tried usurp my throne Receive my gift of death Ye the unbelieving sceptics Be this now thy apocalypse From your blasphemies I fed Follow me, the patron demon Let me guide you through Let me lead, your world to its doom Hurl it into hell Ye who developed a relish for impurities That bought you much pleasure yet were vile Your quest became for lustful delights That made you stray from virtues path You failed to pay crucial homage to your lords And willingly allowed me to lead you by the hand And as you forgot who once gave you Life You became my confessiors and made possible my rise I am the malediction that became flesh The cursed malady from time immemorial Your world shall become the feast for my hunger Which I shall devour like the beast that I am A looming damnation shun by all kinds Yet only I shall be the prevailing one As of now I am the salt of this earth The wolf of judgement clawing at your door The malediction became flesh And I became your saviour The malediction became flesh And I became the conqueror, the god Follow me, the patron demon Let me guide you through Let me lead, your world to its doom Hurl it into hell With your blasphemy as my weapon I lay claim to sole supremacy Corrupter, deceiver, archfiend, Redeemer, Saviour, god
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 22, 2026
I cowered where the light did not reach Knelt in a circle (of fire) that kept me safe Safe from the light and its lethal influense Protected from follies carred by humanity Winds of fury whipped my sacred face Storms of thunder danced among the clouds The elements rage flowed in my veins I mounted a wind of darkness and death And I rode the wind of darkness and death Now on blackened wings, I pass like a shadow My name lord death, with reverence be it spoken As the man with the scythe, I am known and feared Clad in tragedy, I am the dirge All mortals fear the day I call upon them To wield my blade and reap their souls They speak of me with shivering voice To cross my path no living (thing) desire Yet I come to them as a redeemer A saviour in black that bring them rest Feel my breath breathing down your neck Oh, feeble mortals you are my harvest As I ride the wind of darkness and death Now on blackened wings, I pass like a shadow My name lord death, with reverence be it spoken As the man with the scythe, I am known and feared Clad in tragedy, I am the dirge I am the dirge hummed among mortals I am the premonition you have felt I bring the tidings of your departure I carry out the cruel twist of fate When I ride upon the winds of darkness and death Mortals fear for the lives I have come to reap I am he who take away yet bring thee pain When I come with the winds of darkness and death Life - the final conquest Death - the eternal conqueror
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 22, 2026
Hell's manifesto I hereby proclaim The war to end war declared and begun On masses led astray by prophets proven false Cower mortal ones for great wrath is here The true faith I bring by the means of war The true lord I serve, mighty scourge on earth Shall become the lord of war In the 6th hour, on the 6th day, of the 6th month To take away our pain In the 6th hour, on the 6th day, of the 6th month And bring eternal bliss In the 6th hour, on the 6th day, of the 6th month The world shall be reborn In the 6th hour, on the 6th day, of the 6th month The time for me to conquer has come (The) Time to crush your castles made of air The dark one storming at your gods To bring them their twilight An ambassador of infernal delight At strife with the powers that been Under my rule the hawkers shall march To govern the temples again The time for us to conquer has come (The) Time for you to sing your Nunc Dimittis The dark ones storming at your gods To bring them their twilight The world is turning hellward Towards an infernal dominion Receive and ebmrace your superior He who is the soul of strength Race of sheep, prepare to face The infernal elite, superior might We are the sword of the master our lord The hellstorm approaching, great wrath is here The infernal dominion I hereby proclaim The war to end war over and done Our adverasries are beat, the master walk the earth Acclaimed the only god, greath wrath is here The true faith was brought by the means of war The true lord is here, mighty scourge on earth And as a single doleful reminder Of a world that once was and that shall never be again The gods were burned in a vast holocaust And their voices fell silent for ever more Came the lord of war In the 6th hour, on the 6th day, of the 6th month (And) Took away our pain In the 6th hour, on the 6th day, of the 6th month He brought eternal bliss In the 6th hour, on the 6th day, of the 6th month The world was reborn In the 6th hour, on the 6th day, of the 6th month Gods of man - your line ends here
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 22, 2026
Dark stygian skies obscured the Elysian fields And the cold came to haunt this paradise The angels and the blessed who resided here Had a premonition, there was evil in the air A gloom was cast over their joyful domain As thunder rolled the skies as the angels threnody The tunes of a requiem leaked from the Empyrean Flames arrived and the angels caught fire Their wings got scorched by the black firestorm The heavenly choir choked in the flames And the trumpets sounded to herald the horned On earth the humans in anxiety gazed Towards the clouds and the fading sun The children asked their mothers and fathers Who had no answers to what took place Was it an eclipse that shrouded the sun And choked the light that used to be Then black thunderclouds released its wrath A rain of blood drowned the earth At the site of paradise a war raged violently All the angels died by the hands of demons Like sheep ripped by wolves the angels were torn Plucked of all their feathers, salt rubbed in their wounds All grace was gone and light was no more A trident was thrust through the heart of "God" His kingdom had passed, his servants were dead Thunder rolled the skies as the angels threnody The flames died down as the battle was over An entity arrived from the Empyreans gates The head of their god adorned his sceptre And in triumph we chanted and hailed We kneeled down Before the master's feet His faithful ones dubbed as his knights His kingdom had come, our thrones appeared "God" was dead and the true lord reigned As a black sun rose by a gesture of his hand His unsunned kingdom started to take form We listened in awe to the words that he spoke Our darkest lord who reclaimed his throne I am the one who was before, and I shall always be I have reclaimed my throne from the usuper-god I closed the gates behind me, nailed them shut forever more No light shall again be allowed to shimmer the least onto my world
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 22, 2026
I was raised with the belief that the light was good That it gave you life and nourished your soul Therefore I ventured on a journey to reach that light But not in my wildest dreams could I have foreseen this lightmare Oh, I crawled, how I crawled Through the darkest regious of hell Across deserts of painful pride Before the feet of cloven hoofed god And I yearned, how I yearned For my freedom beyond the ridge Far from here where darkness reign And serpentkings rule supreme Leaving behind my harlot mother To live among the children of grace To breathe the air, crisp and clear And bask in the rays of the glowing sun Where no master of eternal darkness Ruled my life and poisoned my mind Where no blood was served as wine And no creatures had to die What was this, how could it be There was death in a world of life What was this, how could it be There was death in a world of light Once there I stood in the light The son of an angel fallen from grace The jackal's offspring of harot born Raised in the breath of the dragon red I inhaled the air to enjoy the light And tasted a world nor meant for me It filled my lungs and scorched my skin My flesh began to burn, I felt death's touch Again I crawled, how I crawled Back to the darkest regions of hell Across deserts of painful pride Return to the feet of cloven hoofed god And I yearned, how I yearned For my freedom where I was born Far from there, where light it reigned As a serpentking, to rule supreme Now I know that the light is deceiving It give you death and destroy your soul Never again shall I leave my darkened world I shall forever be haunted my lightmares By lightmares be haunted
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 22, 2026
In the last days of the earth The angel of death shall walk from door to door To spill the cup of life from man And punish him for his wickedness So it was written So it shall not be done I watched the host of angels descend And I knew these were the last days of earth But judgement would not be passed In the form mankind had always been told The angel of death soared through the sky Wings clipped with blood in her eyes Screaming out loud a final sigh Before the darkness became her assassin as well The sword of the avenging angel Was in the hand of a different redeemer Who Went from door to door To spill the cup of life from man Sparing none but those who wore Stigmata Diaboli, the mark of the beast The curse received from heaven To make them out this very day Proved to be a blessing From the infernal dominions of hell That now unfolded on earth A black-hearted demon appeared in the skies To put out the sun and lay bare the earth Leaving it to die at a ripe olden age The slayer came forth to put earth to death And all the demons screamed Let earth receive her slayer The Anima Mundi bleeds Let earth receive her slayer Soul of the world dies Let earth receive her slayer I am the slayer - I am the slayer All the demons screamed Let earth receive her slayer The Anima Mundi bleeds Let earth receive her slayer Soul of the world dies Let earth receive her slayer I am the slayer - I am the slayer
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 22, 2026
Turn to your gods one last time And bid them your farewell For like this day dies and fade They shall become estranged from you You shall no longer know them Or even remember their names Their words forgotten and erased As if they battle for their lives With the incarnation of sin And what they deemed as vile An uneven battle already lost With the malediction divine He shall see they told only lies Profanity be thy name Thou art the godslayer Let humanity receive thee And bear thy child And in the prestence of man The gods all lost face They stood before us fallen Robbed of their rule The final humiliation was brought them As they was forced to kneel down To yield allegiance to the one To recognize him their god And he turned towards the earth To speak with a thunderous voice I am a god to the gods Why should I not be a god to the mortals I shall put to the sword the children Who once served the now dead gods And I shall bring for the sceptics a yoke For them to wear as my slaves Profanity be my name I am the godslayer Let humanity receive me And bear my child
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 22, 2026
The earth lie barren and desolate Abandoned by the gods protection Their saving hands now severed Ichor leaks from heavens torn asunder The earth is ours for the taking Our unsunned kingdom lies at hand The hellward path comes to an end As our paradise appear on earth All is chaos, all is inferno Embrace the order which it brings Paradise, thy name is hell A homin di ors amgedpha We are the darksend And we seek to dominate the worlds Both spiritual and mundane And we shall - WE SHALL
Submitted by Pestilence — Jun 22, 2026