Of Rape and Vampirism
Eventide sets about Castle Vyrence Autumnal winds blow leaves through it's iron gates Thorny towers of cold stone loom Silhouetted against a darkening vault The naked limbs of hemming trees Now the brume-cloaked haunts of bats My dark spires cast long shadows Where these terror-mists have set I am the learned diabolist I am the sorcerer of Vyrence And with my bone-carven demon pipe I enchant the song of wolves... Baleful... Haunting... Eldritch... Piping Hearken ~ the hymn of might For it's lethargic dream-spell bemuses I gaze up at the sanguine eye While dark shapes bay in the courtyard below I conduct the dark shapes Lend an ear to the woods wind The howls... This eve we must abscond To the filthy abbey of Perigon Storm the abbey... Assail the clergy About the fat monks throats Lupine jaws of my assassins clamp Tear their pious neck to shreds And rip their holy robes to shreds Delight to the serenade of the wolf The horror-clawed ghosts of night Like ebon-furred demons Form the strange labyrinth of woods Prepare the relics Such lavish kindling they provide The flames like a furnace Leap from blazing Perigon My cachination resounds Above the boister of fire Return to my Ivied tower of wont Return the wolves to the night I scent the passing smoke Grey ghosts of the abbey raped Drifting across the harvest moon Beware the demon notes of the hunting wolf...
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025
The woods are silent Strange clouds loom on horizons crowned white Lurk doom-fogs of frost Soon the lands will freeze and die And now the skies spit forth snow Gales of ice like bellows blow The day-star no longer illumines The world freezes under the eye of the moon Summon the ogre-winds Furious clouds of ice shards Blizzards of sententrion Dread of the sting of rime Decline to vast deserts of snow Where wicked winter talons grope Extinguish the light of Jesus All directions face north The folly of Christ is raped with ice Gelid squall, brumal blight The boreal hordes Purge the mirth, oust amour... Storms... Entomb the green in glass Eternal night at last Rear the ebon palace Dominion of nefast Our sempiternal reign
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025
Abandon my dreary fortress The dusky blood-moon arouses And invites my vampiric soul To crave pleasures divine ... So divine I fly amongst the bats of night Soaring into the village heart Seeking unsuspecting female peasants For my nocturnal blood-bath Allure some worthless slut Entangled in the web of desire Bewitched by the black spell of silence To worship my pernicious cock! My hunger sprouts... Beyond the hallowed churchyard Lurks my savoury evening guest As my eyes catch a glimpse of her Ivory neck and lecherous thighs My virulent fever swells To murderous heights I want your fucking cunt- I need your life-giving blood... "Pleased to meet your acquaintance my dear..." Only I can hear her desperate outcries of utmost horror As I commence to tear asunder mortal garments My face unveils a sardonic grin Her quivering body pressed tightly against mine Thrusting my spike inside her Gashing her ensanguined fruit My scarlet flesh fulfilled- this a most unpleasant tryst Sinking mordant fangs in tainted breasts Withdrawing the elixir which makes me whole
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
Above swelling seas of blackness Dark crags tower in funeral silence Grim buzzards soar and circle As charnel beacons to dreaded lands Rise from stone a forlorn tower Hidden by towers of timbers exalted Shimmering in the wan of light of the moon Like an eidolon drifting betwixt lonely mausolea The dwelling of the wretched crone-enthroned over deep waters Perched atop horned scarps-the vicinage of Vshanaad A promontory haunted-a twisted tower dire A ancient witch and blind- Vaentella The sightless hag greets her guest As a strange silhouette descends from the night 'Tis the monstrous crow feared as Kroln Burdened with a dormant shape And so the twaine doth remove To the nether-vaults below With the sleeper bound in net An orphan seized by Kroln! Cobwebs arass the chamber- so cluttered with ornaments Crucibles of tomb-dust froth- cruses and vials bubble Cauldrons boil a fetid brew- wherein limbs of infants stew Impedimenta of black arts- devotion to the Nether-Guild The dreaming child awakes, fettered to a bed of stone "Her orbs will fit exquisitely", Vaentella opines to the crow The eyelids of the girl sewn back with the web of worm How lovely are her eyes... such a prize to the blind Vaentella procures anon a tool, an ensorcelled hook of horn Remove the frightened stare from her face, rape the sense of sight The heart of the child abducted, so loathsomely pecked out by Kroln Drain the steaming red, flood the witch's hollow sockets "I shall be whole once again..." The black bird seemed to laugh As the thunder clapped outside For the gleaming spheres had been set And the blind witch could then see Through the glare of another Aggrandized by necromancy Her visitas took a new shade "I can spy beyond the sight!" Vaentella stands enthralled Atop forsaken Vshanaad Glaring through cascading rain Able to see the oldest secrets For now the trees are won't to whisper And the seas tell forgotten tales The skies quoth the unremembered And strange constellations intimate the unknown Now an infinity of knowledge Forever shall unfold Peer through the yawning gulfs of antiquity And the chasms of archaic wisdom Now an infinity of knowledge Forever shall unfold...
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025
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Spirit of the Fire, Remember! Gibil, Spirit of the Fire, Remember! Girra, Spirit of the Flames, Remember! O God of Fire, Mighty Son of Anu, Most terrifying among Thy Brothers, Rise! O God of the Furnace, God of Destruction, Remember! Rise Up, O God of Fire, Gibil in Thy Majesty, and devour my enemies! Rise up, O God of Fire, Girra in Thy Power, and burn the sorcerers who persecute me! Gibil Gashru Umuna Yanduru Tushte Yesh Shir Illani U Ma Yalki! Gishbar Ia Zi Ia Ia Zi Dingir Girra Kanpa! Rise up, Son of the Flaming Disk of Anu! Rise up, Offspring of the Golden Weapon of Marduk! It is not I, but Enki, Master of the Magicians, who summons Thee! It is not I, but Marduk, Slayer of the Serpent, who calls Thee here now! Burn the Evil and the Evildoer! Burn the Sorcerer and the Sorceress! Singe them! Burn them! Destroy them! Consume their powers! Carry them away! Rise up, Gishbar Ba Gibbil Ba Girra Zi Aga Kanpa! Spirit of the God of Fire, Thou art Conjured! Kakkammanunu!
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
The wizards of Thokk:Thegn Damieus (The Marauder) - Guitars, Moog/SynthesizersThe Lord Kaiaphas - Drums, Percussion, Moog/Synthesizers, Keyboard, VoicesRecorded at Neptune StudiosEngineered by SlithesProduced by Slithes and ThokkSound design & Loops by "In search of Obsession"A salute to Jason Weir and Thom Huff for bass contributionsThe second evocation is to be absorbed under the lethargic dream-spell of your preferred hallucinogen...The Black Host of Thokkc/o Lord KaiaphasP.O. Box 23455, AlexandriaVA 22304, U.S.A.Cover image by Nicklas WestinBackgrounds & Graphic design by DigitalisThanks to serbianblood for sending these lyrics. Submits, comments, corrections are welcomed at webmaster@darklyrics.com THOKK LYRICS
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 18, 2026