Through the Eyes of the Dead
Album • 2017
Immortality is granted Morbidities exist within strange airs of nothingness Oblivion unshackles the spirit granting absolution from the nightmare we dream Release the ethereal essence within Crack the mortal vessel Pouring out its limitless abstraction That it may voyage back into darkness Give rest to this irrelevance A meaningless existence A disharmonious void swirling within a mirthless ocean of bleak infinity Let the beyond mock this terrestrial grain of dust floating in the unfathomed abyss of star strewn space All this to say Love the undead And hate the living And tales of irrelevance For life is a hideous thing And from it spawns dark morbidities Hate the living Return back to the unknown A dark dream of nil Where death shall be fulfilled Hate the living And exist demoniacally Absolve the spirit back into darkness We drift on a chartless, resistless sea until we reach the placid isle of ignorance that we call death In the midst of futility, for life was simply not meant to be All this to say Hate the living A slit to the throat reveals a seething cloud-background Hinting the vague beyond of the untrodden austral world of the departed Hate the living And its tales of irrelevance For life is a hideous thing And from it spawns dark morbidities Hate the living Return back to the unknown A dark realm of nil Where death shall be fulfilled
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
Sent to an early grave as your only witness As you brad oppression of the lungs A sepulchral premature burial And the rigid embrace of the narrow abode Into the dawn of trepidation How fitting is the blackness of the absolute night An intolerable horror so appalling And the ghastly extremes of agony Into the dirt, your vitality is now departed Embrace the worms, your fate in the soil will not be bargained To youva home, a chamber within the ground You can scream all you want, but no one will hear a sound Consigned alive to your grave To live in torment through one final nightmare And be devoured by it Inhale the rot and unearth the coffin Disinter the corpse Exhume the rotted frozen in dread As your stifling fumes arise from the earth Footsteps overhead tumult above the ground Your shrouded body now mercifully exhumed To reveal the phosphoric radiance of decay Into the dirt Embrace the worms A chamber of torment beneath the earth Swallow the rot Seek your revenge in death Alas the grim legion of unholy terrors beholds Your sad a solemn slumber, be it unmerciful Foredoomed repulsion, the occult claims yet another soul Embellished revulsion, beneath the porous soil Into the dirt A chamber of torment Swallow the rot Seek your revenge in death
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
A brooding spawn it’s supremacy embedded in your skin Carving our sacrament, unholy immaculate Let your precious blood spill from out your wrist As a sacrilegious insignia A signature seamed unto human canvas Amount yourself with venomous oil and be blessed with blasphemous virtue in the iniquitous realm Join us brood of heathens Our transcendent cult behind the outermost void Let thirst be quenched As the ritual is now completed For the life you live shall reign symbolic The brooding spawn awoken No longer bound by mortality The spiritualist I’ve rites of the fallen As your sanguine fluids flush Your sinister reign will have no rest Therefore you shall now be bound till quietus Join us brood of heathens Our transcendent cult begins the outermost void Let the thirst be quenched As the ritual is now completed For the life you live shall reign symbolic
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
As I’m released from the vidcioud grasp of a deadly coma I feel this worthless life flush away as I accept my fate and lay deaf and a cold on the slate releasing death’s aroma I’m drifting towards the light My spirit rides from its body I’ve dinally reached the other side only to have my soul denied while it’s disembodied Condemned to purgatory elation draws over me in spite of grief For we shall finally meet as specters claimed by mortality And whether in dreams or reality, we shall we shall envy life posthumously Welcome my brother For we have crossed over to a dark realm of shadows and sorrow A world where exists no tomorrow Where those that still breathe shall be harrowed by the phantoms that be So follow me into this plateau of horrors and we shall proclaim delusive victory Our lives were not meant to be so in death we conquer defeat By haunting the living unseen we shall share our misery We’ll never cease to wander the shades of existence as restless apparition And only in terror we’ll find ecstasy On the purest mortal fears we shall feed, in spite of grief For we shall finally meet as specters claimed by mortality And whether in dreams or reality, we shall envy life posthumously Welcome my brother For we have crossed over to a dark realm of shadows and sorrow A world where exists no tomorrow Where those that still breathe shall be harrowed by the phantoms that be So follow me into this plateau of horrors and we shall proclaim delusive victory
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025
Isolated phenomena Demonically ascending from the perilous glen Through the fluorescent beam they shouted “Spirit whom you cannot be saved from” These celestial beings claimed to be life dragons that risked throughout the space in search of me Disintegration Disembodiment of the soul Enigmatic technological experiment Reprocessed back into the cosmos Ethereal decimation The ultimate sinking abyss My spirit disconnected Plunged into my aeon-long death “The Old Ones were, the Old Ones are, and the Old Ones shall be” Repeatedly chanted in my mind against my will The terrifying vista of reality That we were never alone Reprocessed back into the cosmos Ethereal desolation The ultimate sinking abyss My spirit disconnected Plunged into the aeon-long death Eidolons haunting us in our dreams Their existence lurks behind our reality Floating through the formless void I now chart on their restless sea of ebony
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
Peering to the bottom of creation In search of vistas unknown to man To inherit aeons of evolution From the archaic vestiges of the occult From the state of detached electrons Violating the order of nature To the state of organic humanity Beyond the bounds of infinity I have seen this truth Vast, incredible temples of long-dead gods Edifices of black stone columns Back to the vortex of sound and motion Pouring seething columns of unrecognizable shapes Distorted beyond the range of vision Pillars reaching up into an aerial ocean of light A violation of the order of nature Behold the cosmic truth The fallacies of time and magnitude Form and matter Violating the order of nature Beyond the bounds of infinity Revolving in vortices of the Stygian maelstrom We once called insanity Blinding beams of kaleidoscopic spheres Revolving, forming constellations of shapes A galaxy of luminous murk and chaos In utter, absolute, loathsome profusion Utter, absolute solitude in infinite Sightless, soundless space Where daemons stride Between worlds to sow death and trembling madness A crippling solitude in infinite sightless, soundless space Regurgitated from the earth Back into emptiness
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
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Malformed life gestating within a deceased mother Accelerating its growth towards excavation Its enigmatic biology mocks that of our own A manifestation fragmenting between dismal realities A sardonic monstrosity slithering Beyond the ethereal vortex of duality Pulsating from its formless figure Latching to organic apertures Birthing a maelstrom of abnormality Throughout its blistering terrace Leaving dreadful murmurs in the distance Summoned to usher the apocalypse No longer bound by mortality Its harmony in darkness brings vindication of the flesh Now death incarnate It shall ensue its tyranny Its sinister reign will know no rest And the human race shall be bound 'til quietus All hail the Disomus An occult spawned mass of filth Rebirth of the assonant (existence) A cosmic scourge is inevitable By the brooding, destroyer of worlds The iniquitous horror piercing itself Through the veil of our reality Gathering the dreadful departed From the grave to haunt the living The godless teras brought forth now Distorting the dream-cosmos A monolithic loathing of the mortal life force All hail All hail the Disomus An occult spawned mass of filth It's assonant existence Worship the abhorrent malformation The godless teras brought forth A sardonic monstrosity slithering Beyond the ethereal vortex of duality Pulsating from its formless figure Latching to organic apertures Birthing a maelstrom of abnormality Throughout its blistering terrace Leaving dreadful murmurs in the distance Summoned to usher the apocalypse The iniquitous horror piercing itself Through the veil of our reality Gathering the dreadful departed From the grave to haunt the living The godless teras brought forth now Distorting the dream-cosmos A monolithic loathing of the mortal life force
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
I remember that day and the cloud of uncertainty That hovered over my head As I probed the site she once called home I was left to ponder Whether death existed beyond those walls I did not know her Therefore her life held no importance to me And if the reaper had claimed her then so it shall be I’d speak a lie If I did not admit that I eagerly welcomed her death For this life is merely a glimpse until our final breathe The heavy air that carried The stench of a rotting corpse was quite overwhelming Her excruciating reek was enough to lure insanity And if the reaper claimed her, so it shall be For it was my decomposed body I have never bared witness to a corpse How fitting to have met death at the door I’d speak a lie If I did not admit that I eagerly welcomed her death For this life is merely a glimpse until our final breath The heavy air that carried The stench of a rotting corpse was quite overwhelming Her excruciating reek was enough to lure insanity I fear her ghost will haunt 'til the solace she sought An end to all her maladies Her decomposed body That horrifying, monolithic, withering reek Seething fumes patiently awaiting their release From her monstrous, malformed, grotesque, bloating body It was overwhelming to say the least She had no kin, no one to share love May she rest in peace? An end to all her maladies But I fear that her ghost will now seek me I would lie if I did not admit that I welcomed her death For this life is merely a glimpse until our final breath Her excruciating reek was enough to lure insanity
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
Liturgies of evocation within a lost underworld Beckoning a covenant with the damned to unfurl A rift now opened for the eldritch And opened seeking to feast on the dreary and bleak Their rousing eeriness shall be splayed Lurking our waking life within the dream-state A realm our mortal minds could never subdue The formless void where bastard life ensued For they sought the blissful blank A form of rapture unexplained Their bodies dwell in unmarked graves But their lurid ghosts shall haunt among strange space Their rousing eeriness shall be splayed Lurking waking life within the dream-state The paranormal now floods the gates So if you're haunted, you'll have them to thank A rift now opened for the eldritch And opened seeking to feast on the dreary and bleak Incantation breeds wraiths of the night Specters who've not seen a glint of sunlight The extremes of horror and ecstasy Amid a godless calm of unformed infinity Piercing through the chasm of this netherworld Lay dark dimensions only the moonstruck could glimpse A realm our mortal minds could not subdue A formless void where our bastard life ensued For they sought the blissful blank A form of rapture unexplained Their bodies dwell in unmarked graves But their lurid ghosts shall haunt among strange space Their rousing eeriness be splayed Lurking waking life within the dream-state
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
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