The Thule Grimoires

Exhale as the maelstrom returns And bodies fall into Eden Abyssal Amorphous and poorly instincted Unmove with the giants of the seabed Entities muted and subdued To noise that has given us names Alien voices remain unechoed From alien mountains Still the breath of engines is never inhaled Lest the tree of life decays Thus, as the Hadal turns edenwards We place our Cherubim east of a shipwreck Our breath and noise is bioluminescеnt And clandestine and untaught Black wisdom fountain, silent and fierce You subaqueous demon turbines Return to your nest and convey: God's sign shan't reach this abyss No, God still sent no sign You're trapped without escape In a spell for a pure dawn's biome For the marine lights to shine forth Lights that break before God Natural colours unimagined through smoke No shape of a deep sea tree Our angels are dressed in light For one last glare, for once in life, kneel down in purity When the lights come on down here In the realm of a pure dawn's biome It's like fire Entreat your God to hold his breath It's like fire

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Fate permeates grey basalt For whom collapses with solitude Fate gathers in the green sky For whom wonders where the noise disappeared Voiceless, powerless, graceless To the march of the luminal ghosts To thee who spreads on execrated soil We summon light, we summon pain And freeze the voices of litanies So let us float in arcane elements Illusive Anecumеne Here bе dragons Here be us Stain the bodies that go astray That leave the path at profanity's order That do not drink from the liquid sky Or dare to befoul the silence We are as whisper amidst yells Unseen in a Hyperborean spectacle To thee who spreads on execrated soil We summon light, we summon pain And freeze the voices of litanies So let us float in arcane elements Illusive Anecumene Here be dragons Here be us Hark! The ground cracks Spectral voices welcome dusk in the Tundra Our vision returns with lightnings: Thunderous omnivores out of frozen mass graves And we bemoaned how they yelled with beastly throats Yet so much without a voice With fearful scoff of lights that wander Wondering fearfully in lights that scoff As shapes of pitch towards the tripartite horizon Our vision returns in horro: These bloodpainted canvases of the Arctic! All that remains from a roaring day Are our prayers for silence in the glaring Tundra Shine forever, shine, Ultima Thule Stand forever petrified, pristine Ultima Thule

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Beyond the bluster of my kingdom's trumpets I have reached the gates of the city of Mammoths Where my fatal children are hanged from trees For they came at my fatal behest I am the roistering death That ye will surely die I'm without fear deep inside Mammothpolis I'm decaying... but I stamp down the buried I'm without fear deep inside Mammothpolis

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

At the womb of the stone torches crouch for shelter Shaped clouds from glimmering lands Have been reaching out too far Here ache for an intimate saviour Catch a carrion moon, hear a grieving sun And a grim warning not to leave the village When the polar night falls... Sought a golden view from the white roof of earth No safer triumph, no holier supper Clawed his soul, began to eat his frozen heart Perish in polar hiss hysteria! Red rises the haze between teeth It has thus been sincе ages Yet the chants havе lost all tragedy Many have come to be slain upon the alter of ice Many that imagined footprints of God While the noise may throw wires and sever heads These wombs had never given him birth To raise sword against the void that feeds Is a sign of a savage trance And a hissing trance is wherein he remains He who is drained of pure red Polar Hiss Hysteria!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

The vultures spy on us From frames in skies To seize the rich parts of our mind Unveil the sun Let the brave inside Isolate me from my kind Our driven herd must pass me by To cut affection off my sight Yet this desert binds and it defeats No lash cruel enough to redden our eyes Isolate me from my kind As we crawl towards the sun With fiercest drought in numbest hearts I lag behind to vomit undivided agony Been denied thе gift that sears Been ripping out teeth To demonise thе soul for a pride untold All this dying is oh so shrill We must have scorned the sun Till our instincts failed Before shunning what is forever harnessed I failed at taming the wildest of sands And surrendered to the sun Isolate me from my kind Leave me here with beasts

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025