The Heresy of an Age of Reason

Into the labyrinth of severed world! Wherein the truth of death lies spoken in demon word Worlds laden with fear undefiled conjured ages ago Amongst decayed ruins of the worn labyrinth path From the essence heart of the labyrinth old Appears the shell of an ancient statue Which by entering unlocketh a distant secret To the heart of darkness in gothic earth The darkening that plagues the realm of the ancient statue Strange, wondrous dimensions For thee I rise my soul Unravel the mysteries Provide me the entry For I eternally desire The step into this world To reside beyond the death gate cycle Fears and desires of imagely sculpture I shred my human disguise And tread into the ancient statue Ceased, to decay! From the death gate cycle I face the dark sea By the dawning of a new age The black waters drains me Stalk upon the ancient statue The netherworlds stood open I am the guardian of the death gate cycle The messenger that brought back it's call The truth of death lies open By the demons speech of dead world To reside beyond the death gate cycle

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Within the silvery domain of mind Thou hast seen the land of vast realm Wistful the thoughts of a time yet to come Wistfully curious can no longer deny Embraced by darkness as thou gain limited sight Thou hast found the one way, the key to the arcane realm Gaze into that darkly splendid world Swirl therein with sightless eyes Driven by passion and curiousness Follow the way, the heart of sin To desiderated flesh The way of the heart, the way of the flesh The way of the will to create! Wilt thou ever find the treasures thou seeketh ...wilt thou ever reach the realm thou hast seen? Beyond the deepest soil of pictorial cycle Beyond the pale which blackness embrace The left hand path delusory stir As thou hast reached the silvery domain Inherit the powers of the creator For victory of the will is the conqueror's quest The way of the heart, the way of the flesh The twain in longing Ex opere operatu Embraced by darkness as thou gain limited sight Thou hast found the one way, the key to the arcane realm Gaze into that darkly splendid world Swirl therein with sightless eyes Driven by passion and curiousness Follow the way, the heart of sin To desiderated flesh The way of the heart, the way of the flesh The way of the will to create!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

As midnight's constellations Gather from unnatural brilliance Collecting the pieces In which all burn Within death's darkly curtained halls I've learned to know the desert ways Whose wrath and hate I've sworn to tell But sure with patience can bear Alas, lessening from dazzled sight Arose, midst the twilight pathways As midnight's constellations Gather from unnatural brilliance Where are they now Lost, long gone by Disguised as beings of light Bear the grandeur with a disdainful smile As the fire now is grown cold Thought and form crumbling to dust Seals up all in the rest Yet what shadows they cast As we tore ourselves asunder We tore ourselves asunder Ruined, emptied of virtue Shattered and set free Released from the pale To ponder the darkness As midnight's constellations Gather from unnatural brilliance Where are they now Lost, long gone by Yet what shadows they cast As we tore ourselves asunder In the dead embers All burn!

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

A chronicle of wasted time Rendered senseless sceptre and crown But still more majestic Where no sun to shine Much of madness and more of sin The heresy of an age of reason Blasphemy to senses of man Thrust the weak to the wall Shrine of loathesomeness Cradle of mankind Forger of images Downbreaker Bring fear in the hearts of all Wander about in the dead of night Will ask nothing yet would ask so much The eye of the throne telleth it not For those who dwell, who dwell alone Dwell alone A loss I can never know The heresy of an age of reason Still more majestic of madness and of sin Much of madness and more of sin The heresy of an age of reason Blasphemy to the senses of man Thrust the weak to the wall

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

The tomb of man is the splendour of death Trod their ways, walk the accursed path Swirl towards the dying For death the ultimate reality Hides the claws which well can be used With a mask of will A recollecting mask Of how learning to spread the wings To feel the soul To unmake old realms To plague the world of man Raised like dust but fleshed as no dust is Awaiting redemption of dark ways Yet what keeps me here is what glows beyond That of malice which quiver when touched The tomb of man is the splendour of death I haul the black future towards us Though leaving no traces in the corner of dawn The aged earth aghast It's ceaseless roaring ever fills the timeless skies Yet leaving no traces in the corner of dawn

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

What has in truth already vanished is never to return What once has failed will not rise again, fallen forever Heavens gate will fall, the creations will undo And from the heights, the reign of antichrist Spawns the seed source of evil Raise the beasts upon the face of the earth Mayest the angels fall when demons rise Angels fall when demons rise The rise and the fall! For endless years, will hold the famed torch In it's name evil ruin shalt fall on the "great" It's the fiend that shalt cause the infernal terrors Of him who rules on the most terrible throne ever known Angels fall when demons rise The rise and the fall! The reign of antichrist Spawns the seed source of evil Raise the beasts upon the face of the earth Angels fall... demons rise Sacerum Opulentus Obscurus Obviam The great king of terror has come Malum Accedo Quam Coelestis Exercitus Mortuum Too great a faith shall betray the monarch The reign of antichrist Spawns the seed source of evil Raise the beasts upon the face of the earth Angels fall... demons rise For endless years behold the famed torch As evil ruin fell beyond the comprehensions of man Infernal breeding with terror crushed, teared that heart from out of the breast Released the chains of the defeater's scorn, to death decreed By crucifix thou wilt cross what we triumphantly won Death creator, demon spawn, angels whisper now forlorn

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Subvert the will of millions In dread and potent name For faceless fools forges The enigma of their fall As hierarchy of selves Whose blindness is enlightenment As foulness you shall know them Struck pale with fear Devourer of the flesh of man Haunter of hideous lair Destroyer of worlds A discourse of apparitions Versed in the art of shudden Subvert the will of millions In dread and potent name For faceless fools forges The enigma of their fall As hierarchy of selves Whose blindness is enlightenment As foulness you shall know them Struck pale with fear Devourer of the flesh of man Haunter of hideous lair Destroyer of worlds As fugitive slaves are branded Ravenously reap great ruin Earth's last moaning breath Lies in the throes of death A discourse of apparitions The world shall be undone!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

And all was chaos That who beholds shall perish With a roar, with a curse Amid desolate places Cold but burning And all was chaos still Where you gaze the dead live Oh shining crown of night Rises with splendour Shining crown of night Struck by the presence of time The nauseating taste of life The coming of the greater The fall of man Herald of the baneful storm That which eternally lie Beheld by the eye of the scryer Yet dreaming, yet dead Accursed bonds dissolve And all was chaos still Ever remain locked in impenetrable darkness The present days are over Where you gaze the dead live Oh shining crown of night Rises with splendour Shining crown of night

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025