Midnight Horror

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Empress of the black empyrean, Evoke the children of enthroned Queen To worship Her in the burning velvet palanquin Bring us the wisdom within, the forgotten sagas of ancient glory Fulfill the divination of the world domination Symphony of the prevailing forces, composed by bloody strings, on carnage of slain hordes Give us the strenght in this war everlasting The strenght to fasten on the hilt of sword and conquer the fortress of ignorance and weakness Lowering clouds hide tomorrow's eyes, like the enigma of masqueraded lies World of hypocrisy - punished with massacre Deniers soul - torn drifted to the dust From the cradle to the grave, for the nebula of your eyes we rise the blade In the constellation of supremacy, morning star rises for your victory The beloved of immemorial allience, incantation for the enormity we solicit Spirits of the night set forth your overture With blood falling angels stain the chaotic sphere Queen with her ensemble of symphony, arrives to incorporate heaven to Her black empire

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

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The black triumph of fallen angels rise, waiting for the arrival of the darkest Queen To be one once again...To return the world to chaos She is the guardian of time, the ruler of your mind Her crown is our fire and Her sword is thy sorrow Centuries it last, battles between darkness and light Thousands of angels fell by spears and heaven watered by their tears Then came silence and the Queen arrived Frost covered the land and the interlude ends Tide of Darkness begins by Her victory And as autumnal night falls, for their forgotten souls and their blood turns to crystallized diamonds to the fields of forgotten battles, dead angels cry their useless sacrifices in dark halls of pain and agony And heaven slowly turns to black and never again to dawn In the tide of victorious Queen The dark angel close my soul, she's the one, conqueror of time Breathing the eternity in darkness, of endless circle of time Dropped from the zenith like a fallen star and like a winter breeze, with early frost from darkness she descends Moonlight rambled seconds on Her face, yet time wasn't stopped I enchanted by Her beauty Over whispering forests and through the shadows, mist veils Her in the dusk She carries me through the gates and now, upon the lightning sky, we gathered our souls to be as one Like thousands of years passed and like one after one Kingdoms have risen and set, in endless circle of time Gathering of two guardians of time And upon the lightning sky, whispers thou who stay in eternal darkness

Firestorms and lightning flare the black-red sky, Like heavens burn by the grandous flame As malevolent rain swipes my vindictive face, I saw her standing beyond the turnished grave Desire licks my elated heart with rapid impulse of acquisitive blood She turns around and interrupts the breath, Violently I sense her dismay inside I grasp the poisonous air of hunger and grave She disguises herself in the shield of shadows, But luminous moonlight reveals her hideout. Night beholds the supreme clandestine and whispering voices ensnare her to step on my side I nail her frighten eyes with my glance and mesmerised she was, lost her chance I lay her down on the ebony podium and savour the scent of velvet skin As candles draw shadows to her luscious nakes body I rise my gleaming blade like beast inside I rage Sin and disgrace engrave the flesh of aroused whore Enchantment of malice rivalry between lust and scorn My reflection in the drop of blood, the bizarre bounce of impervious Seducer So cruel that fall has such beauty, in spectacle where soul raptured from the tormented body

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

Summoning of the lost souls on the crimson sky, mourning of the fallen ones in flames eternally Sorrow and despair in their eyes, centuries of waiting ends finally As darkness falls over to embrace your shadow To the flames of inferno, your soul has lost for the Devil Burning gates of heaven, weak souls shall scream In the realm of raven, darkness is our dream Beyond the darkening sky, your destiny shall be set You face the pain of agony, and your mortal blood shall be shed Crimson sky turns to black, wind mourns with souls of wrath Pain in your damned soul, with sword your flesh will be bound You feel yourself so astray, as your soul cries under the funereal sky The night veils you in the misty gloom, ground wakes the black roses on the bloom Open the gates of the burning faith and release the sweet fearful hate Walk through the devil’s path and you‘ll be slave of your own wrath...

Hellfire reigns like a murderous breeze struggles for the dominance of the gruesome Beast. Devil and the chaos are both in our side and odious wrath is our victorius guide. Ghastly shape of savage Stormlord invokes the legoins to slaughter the hordes of weak and hypocrite impaled whore. Hear their cry from the darkening warfare this is the present of loathsome nightmare Blind faith is their theatrical shield their crosses will burn on this unholy field By the fire of darkness we spread the fear and ruination cherished by an angel’s tear Storm rapes their spiritless sense of prevalence and divine forces vanish in the dusky veil

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025

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In this gloomy ravine where vanquished spirits gather to divulge the mighty anthem of devastation and ruin I established the magical coven on the illumination of the flickering candles I summon thee, beholders of the enclosing darkness Spirits of the fallen, triumph of serpents I demand thee to arrive among my requisition And look what the might shall bring forth Magisterial splendour of witchcraft and pandemonium Twilight in its ultimate climax embraces my stimulated body with terminal, malicious revelation Prelude of the forces of hellish cavalry arrive Dreadful moon arises upon the midnight shore lurid consequence of twisted lore Anquished souls wait in the flames of sorrow and the taste of their blood in the Midnight Horror Preductive reflect on the voluptous wine like portrait of the Devil in the lustrous shrine Once in a millennium shall mortal distinquish this poisonous sign this ferocious episode and foreboding symbols of fear and despite As tenebrous dusk veils me in the velvet cradle luscious act of the gruesome theater soars in the crescendo I unchain the majestic hordes of Hades among my ruinous malediction Demons and ravenous spirits have arrived to chastice weak souls... And weak art thou who praise the illusive divinity!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025