Alpha Hunt
Listen, the poisoned winds The fires hollow warden Seize, the shivers from eternal roots And behold the lightning drawn symbol I call you, come to me The purest flame now grasps my spirit And the winds sing forth His armed seal "Your awakening is approaching and its reward an inmost eerle encounter" I call you, from the woods, grow I carve you, come to woods Now stare, a pillar woven by the night Tonight I will take you Into countless sibylline woods Where the igniparous rain surfaces And entangles us Hear me now, feel me now I am the mystical tone of absent winds and will carve your name in the concealed halls The extinct dimensions live now in you And in the dark light When the purest summons your name You know it is me, I call you To serve my tasks, wearing a mask of dusk But tonight a sacrifice You have to lie in a pit and wait Until the falling stars reach you The light from your eyes, the night in your eyes Gaze the burning veils of the eldermist Worlds change, my love to you is the purification You will need to turn into a dagger And pierce into the solid rock I call you, from the woods, grow I carve you, you'll have to wake up now I command you
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
The sinistral sempiternal Arrives and purifies your heart The Sagittarius has cometh To penetrate the chosen ones Horizon bows The black roots Unfurl Unanswering of the irrational hope Holy honor and hollow holy At the heart of it All The ghostly winds hum Where the dawn claws tower At the dawn altar Your suffocating eternity Flowing monstrous blood Inherit -The curse For those whose fire is strong We must perish, we must die We need to die to this world And break through the veils At the heart of it All The ghostly winds hum Where the dawn claws tower
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
Deep in my heart echo as she calls me "Taste the tears from my eyes eternal And see with your spectral gaze The path to an ashen tree" Signs of things to come; the ancient sun The reasoning turning into a forlorn ancient storm The petrified grain or the purifying rain Prepare for conjuration of The force she knows Satana The forbidden lust possessed power Cast into a knife The wolves will come with My muse of the burning grounds Deep in my heart echo as she calls me "Taste the tears from my eyes eternal And see with your spectral gaze The path to an ashen tree" Signs of things to come; the ancient sun The reasoning turning into a paranoid ecstasy The petrified grain or the purifying rain Prepare for conjuration and The force that she pours Satana The forbidden lust possessed power Cast into a knife And the wolves are howling At the eve of the omen The vehement dead The vehement dead Prepare for conjuration and The force that she pours Satana
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
Here you will become a lion Come and seek the velled path, deep within The mist-breed ways Revival of the archaic mirrors Thousands, below Welcome and join the chthonic rite of The old dark ones Deep below, in the old darkness Revival of the archaic instincts Bewitched by shadow's speech Hallowed outer depths open At the sunset and after the darkest terror Captured in dreams by an enormous stranger A guide through the timeless grave The twilight galaxies Within the sunken beacon The star of the deeps Still dreams behind A predatory gate Reflecting the memory of non-light The twilight galaxies The awakening star Inside the rising beacon Respond and open The predatory gate ...of the spell-clad monolith ...of the spell-clad monolith ...of the spell-clad monolith Revival of the archaic mirrors Myriad, myriad Welcome and walk the ancient route To the Shadow Pantheon High above, ritual death in the spell-clad monolith
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
Deep in the shrine At the center of the older-than-old The primordial pole is waiting Sisters with spectral skin Come forth brothers with mirror-eyes and Bring on the force of thousand entities Coiled dual suns inside a ring of mist A procreation of a ritual intoxication An eerie dust arises from the pit From the cradle of the old night From the cradle of the old night Rise! Rise! The descendant of the blackwoods From the cradle of the old night The descendant of the blackwoods Rise! Sisters with spectral skin Come forth brothers with mirror-eyes and Unleash the force of the gateway shrine The savage, mysterious flame of the warrior-seed Navigating toward starlight Now free, forever unseen Under perennial night From the tunnels of the old lineage I hear your elemental voice Whispering into wide open graves
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
For a moment I am here to bloom while dying For a lifetime I have been owned by shadows For eternity I am nothing and nothing is all No memory in the galactic darkness The supernatural owners of consciousness Totemic sleep, totemic sleep As I close my eyes a silvery mask appears At the barren shore beside the monolith In a grip of fierce passages and inmost shadows Entrapped inside a negative labyrinth Gates are open at the crossroads Mother Onyxian I am drowning into you Prepare - Resurrection-death Prepare - Resurrection-death I am the messenger of nightfall and My arrival is haloed by the black flames I am the messenger of nightfall Fusing with the otherworld continuum I am the messenger of nightfall The primeval game, the quintessence
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026