The Encompassing Nothing
This withering void offers no solace from the looming gaze This barren chasm seems unfamiliar Yet I still linger Cast me down Blistering rot Yet I still linger Cast me down Overwrought
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Oh, father can you hear my plea? We bow before Infernal Majesty Miasma, mist most befouled Decimate the unavowed creatures of despair Fiend of the Night Air Grimoire's cursed ancient texts, bound in skin of those it's hexed Submit to the pagan gods, pledge your service in a bloody bond Conduct rites with your last breath, unfurl a miasma of death Putrid scent from the fire, nothing but bone and iron The charred remains spewing forth toxic mists. Noxious fumes course in their veins. Beyond this coil, pestilence in the womb. Rise again from profaned soil. Persecute the covens. Vile creation of a darkened faith.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
The entranced pagan's words herald cataclysmic eternal night. Laid to rest at the foot of the monolith. Adorned in sapphires and amethysts. Cloaked in a shroud of the finest silk. Still thrashing, tomb sealed brick by brick. Cold, sealed away in the Earth. Altars of corrupt birth. Beneath the Earth, submersed in dark, the air is growing thin. Bound in rope before the gods and their bastard kin. Visions of the blacked out sun entrance the heathen's mind. Ancient tomb and their seer lost to the sands of time.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Purged by fire, the wicked one. Immured black death within his bones. Condemn the professed heretic. Strike the hammer upon the witch. Twisted beast sealed far below, seduced by serpents and dancing shadows. Beckon forth primeval man, entombed in chambers of ash and sand. Clutching the pining taste. Driven by the vow of death's embrace. Inescapable dream, forever bound to this scourge. Betrothed to the abyss, his scorn flourishes in nothingness. Accursed harbinger. Tormented soul.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
In this chasm, I will forever dwell. Festering wounds will not mend. Still, I embrace the subtle aching. I found solace in the bitter end.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Across Elysian fields of jade where phantoms no longer linger Tendrils of oleanders creep ever-closer to my withered, brittle fingers. Climbing upward, the thorns constrict around my neck. Yearning for the specter to return to the vacant leer of my gaze. Here I ossify in solitude, awaiting my demise Bitter glimpse of dreams out of reach. Grasping the wisps of smoke that remain.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
At long last, sweet sleep has found its way back to me. One with the eternal void. Bring forth epochs of eternity Comatose in the void, this tattered soul can rest. Sinking in waters, I drown. Earthly woes no longer weigh me down. Beckoning call to the encompassing nothing Here, I rest my head. Where pain nor sorrow can find or follow. Lay me gently in my tomb. Encompass me in nothing
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026