Beyond the Veil

Not fear, nor tears can reach me now the light seems so clear as the night fades away Behold of thy flame, below of all shame Come conquer me sweet dreams of paradise Dusk drawn hither to my evening star A glance in thy mirror The trance of thy mirror Venus...through the looking glass Dance so frail and lost in the fields afar Cast off thy mourning Clasp life and glory Venus...through the looking glass The sense of angels in veils of dawn Like she runs forever among thy halls The pale horizons are closing down The reasons for living are lost somehow Cross my heart with a glance upon the star of riddance Drift afar like teardrops on the Stygian River I'm the nightfall and wizard that summon thee You're the blizzard that drape my eyes I'm thy sorrow and vein of obscurity You're the dagger that cuts Shivers on the bleak horizon Profound words...you're my frailty See the light cease in thy life Profound words...hurting me

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

Yearning for days of yore in elysian daydreams Burn with a fatal gloss a confounding mirror of souls Dance with the winterwinds in thy visions so sanguine Glance upon Stygian streams where lies hidden a pale secrecy Hark...lures of the siren yearn for the days when blithe thou was Sworn to a secrecy an arcanum devotee Mourning a life with thee a descendance of watery argentine Trance of thy frailty endure the exsanguine Glance beyond closed eyelids the conundrum of all mysteries Crossing in life...my heart with silver in times...I'm weak, too weak… Wan circling skies secretes...silvering sorrow Precious to me Aphelion Thou are the fields where we wither still Exhaust in thy waning world My Aphelion on a broken mirror where the veils of night and day seems as one May thy lids gather again on a vast and frail crusade Invigoration of pain pervation this time

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

In decadence I take thee by the hand too frail...to gain the promised land too frail...to take your pain away too frail...a sequel of decay May milleniums gather on the mirage of desolated souls far between departure and sorrow I breed my afterthought In thy hours of vast dejection's haunt ...wane An angel strays upon my door so frail and lost within To weep upon her days of yore my decadent come in Her stain and tears upon my floor the sorrow that she brings Devotion of a life outworn in decadence come in May thy lids desorb from emerald seas a pending solitary Though thy pain redeems life it seems to be a fragile sanctuary

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

Challenge my own world to chaos Thoughts to mind becomes My arch enemies Skin to teeth... Visions appears to me in red Scouring my wounds with your spit Down in apathy which is growing Once dragged down within A mayhem of light Skin to teeth... ripping my inwards apart Poisoned with wine from the sick Silent to drowse with the phantoms And let the fire engulf me Sanguine rebirth Sanguine divined rebirth Now your faces facing me As transparent masks I'm pyretic to all heedful dead souls Claiming lands where even angels fear to tread I am torture disguised Named by man as a creeping Jesus All heedful souls All heedful... Still they pester me Still they haunt... as placidity is borned The remembrance... age of innocense lost Agnus Dei Agnus Dei Agnus Dei... Ascend... Fire dance with me Let me be the most licentious martyr Ascend... Fire dance with me Let me be the most licentious martyr Sear me

Submitted by Nargaroth — Feb 06, 2026

Rise my clandestines thy secrecies invoked Streams of argentine across eyelids are drawn Rise upon the tide my castaway's outworn Fall from distant worlds and redeyed skies above Gesture of an argentine moisture like snow upon the riverine Gesture of an argentine moisture so sore upon congeal skin Ardency of life forsakened time will gather the source of thy secrecies Ardency of life forsakened in swarthy hours thou ponder still Invoke thy aeons in a dream entrancing sleep profound and prolix Estranged to life's utility Bequest thy endurance in the times of lethargic Lead me down in wailing hours to the riverside Reveal to me thy secrecies hidden in the wan deep of thy infinite mourning Lethean river carry me beneath thy riverine

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

Life gains intensified pain to ascend within me once again Woe strikes through radiant light a quitus has conquered thy eyes the sequel of life Arising grievance rage through the eyes of our existence a thousand times The strife drawn hither as a daydream ascendancy In life we wither like laurel leaves in winterwinds Lurk far between a pale destiny drawn from the past Enclasp my wrath in the prophecy of thine Perchance to dream… Day of ire prithee behold the haven of life Perchance to dream… Day of ire prithee may daylight draw thy veils aside Summon the winterwind in which I walk Enter the morning glades of a fallen deathwish Summon the starlight gloss in which thou rage Enter the mourning shades Call out in vain for thee again Perchance to dream you're my dancing queen behold the haven of life Perchance to dream…Day of ire prithee may daylight draw thy veils aside A strike of angina Enthralled by the night and the shades at thy side A star of riddance rage through the sky Grant me thy visions...bequeath me life Through times of yearning… on a path of indignity No longer burning… at last this life's circuit I leave

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

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Through scornful declarence and lumnious eyes the shadows enveil with the glorious night Trespassing the sunset like thou hast before Entreating the daylight to rage nevermore Angina striking Elysium A frail remembrance glorificates the nightside-ascendance veiled underneath thy funereal skies The winds they may haunt me in bloodredest skies The moon may bewed the strangest of light The clasp of indifference the conquering tide The sweeping of daylight ...my vigour's decline Thy Carrion Kind Angina strikes Elysium ...a frail remembrance Carrion Kind My Carrion Kind

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

Let us be the ones to put the thorn in thy eye ...let us be the ones Squalid the weak stumbles through all of life's obscurities Lost in sacriliege Revere the name Accept the modesty Falter through speres of the pain Exhausted hours...Exhausted hours Nothing from thy world will remain thine except the very priviliege to die Squalid the weak stumbles... Orgasmic Mass Hysteria! You're creeping for a charlatan god Awake...

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

Resurrection of a horrid dream Blend of hate and intense desire Putrify Vile...surreal

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025