Effigy of Nightmares
“Where I torture the gods Who could not abide Where I vanquish dissent And banish the wise Where nights of enslavement Are born in my reign Where the underworld bends And your dreams are my domain”
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Thy Begotten realm Below the underworld itself Awake tonight! Long forgotten memories gave way To a hospice deep in hell's lost abyss Below a void as old as creation The hospice gates have opened for us tonight! Shadowed truths bestowed upon this place Where mortal fears persist even in death Towards the procession of nightmares Shadowed dissident gods of the Orcus Led to suffer In dreams they've withheld Dark echoing tragedies And sins once erased Mortal coil awakened once more In an afterlife of pain, I will follow the trail of blood Nex, the god of all the Orcus Curator of these halls, exsanguination tunnels The lobotomy theatre beckons my soul “An abattoir of conscience, derision of your inner weakness - throes of torture expelled Regurgitate the essence, projected on seething cell walls - your power now absconds Languished in viscous obsolescence Putrefying in tormenting hypnosis And when you awake You'll forever be my slave” The regicide exhibition Continues to enslave For I am merely a witness To the horrors of this place I peer into the first cell
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
“I beckon you to follow Down a basilisk hall In the throes of torture His scream heeds a call Corpus veins slit Yet living in limbo Embalmed limbs dance To an ever slowing tempo”
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
These bleeding halls confine That which lies within deceit Enshrouded chaos god Behind a veil as old as man The serpents of the den Guiding towards a dismal end The doors are stained with rust For him the dream has lingered far too long Now I see He was the first scapegoat Whom Holiness scorns And all that is unpure Adorns his every word as law Fools who fear this one The pious lambs their god has spawned Who know not what is light The diamond moon in Orcus skies The Aurae as its known to be Heaven’s dreams deceiving all And what is there beyond this light? The diminishing will of a species to survive Basilisk of light defiled Reveal to me, the truth in lies Bestow the wisdom of your bane The truth us mortals could not inscribe For here in death, we are the same Servants of the curators mind Under the spell of Hospitium Mortis In Nex’s dream, together we must awake! Knowing the secret for mortals to thrive Thus is the fate of the truth within lies The serpentine willow enslaved In this cage, in this cell I’ve resigned For my punishment, now I beckon! Evil lord of my enslavement Torturer of my will Desecrate my existence Under your spell of servitude Evil one Nex Animus Conjurer of the dead You have exposed my weakness Now I will serve the Orcus!”
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026
Onto the last door within this hell I will resign To Punishment wards of hate Infirmaries of thought Under hospice care In a nightmare cell Oh, an ode to this night Torturing the god of suicide What is it that draws me to this place? A vacant room I've received Olden scents permeate Sink drains the bleeding floor “Here someone has died Yet has since been reborn” Oh, I see in this cell Down the Oubliette, a prisoner hangs... "The noose betrays its master And here no one dies The gene of evil is my creation I led the first suicide And he who hangs below, eternally convulses in pain" Red hospice lights now die And darkness poisons my sight At last this dream will subside In blackness confined There’s a sudden voice outside Terror as I look up the drain Nex stands there laughing in scorn "Oh, down the Oubliette you go Oh, the god most ripe for resign Sui Caedere Fool Coward” Blackness of bile in the sewers arise and begin to drown Darkness of old becomes liquid of souls for my Suffocation I was the one hanging there all along, oh a fool now it seems Matter unfurls and the hospice dies at the end of this dream.... Of this nightmare
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 15, 2026