With Primeval Force

Mummified cavalry Led by the European gleam ride out of the dawn of a fevered dream Hoofs on the sand ground stirring the sleep of time Death rides through the hills of searing thyme Risen from the stone beds with weapons gripped Maces and Sables Knights of the Burning Crypt Headgear and breastplates encrusted with ancient dust Bones crossed to renounce the grind of lust Bloodstained visors blocking the rays of the sun Fleshly hunger craving to be undone Swords raised These are ghost of the Templar graves

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

Seated ruler Golden rust Time embracing bone and dust Woven cerecloth Cranial mask crowned with haulms of nightshade and inscribed with glyphs of timeless dusk Risen regent Bonds undone Spectral glory Faceless one Furtive mortuary Clandestine cave The monarch of the nightside realm emerges from his restless grave Tlatoani He who speaks Tlatoani Ancient reek Tlatoani Sepulchral breath Tlatoani Crystallize the law of death Sleeping ruins Golden dusk Cloak and dagger sarcophagus Desiccated demigod The lord of secret underworlds is dreaming beneath the remains Out of the dark we call you

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

Sedated and bated Hovering on the verge of night Heeding the whisper that ravishes with delightful fright Encircled by darkness deafening any sense of doubt Heavy and palpable as the drape that shuts the deathbed out In the thick of night the sleep of reason instills the passion to act on what's unright Metamorfosis Throats bared Eyes wide shut Bloodied teeth Bottoms up Elated and bruised up Falling into the shadow light where demons are waiting to turn the rapture into blight Exhumed from the darkness explorers of an ageless route confining perceptions as the drapes that shuts the daylight out The pyre is set alight the dance of shadows produces monsters coming into sight Usurpers of the mind

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

With tears from the well in the mountain and the gaze from the pestilence hearse with a voice both whispering and shouting come the words that were dug from the Earth Ashem - Dava ! Ashem - Deva ! By the flowers that bloom on the grave hill and the acid that frets in the snake By the hue in the eye of the road kill comes a witness between sleep and wake Namtar ! Allatu ! Namtar ! Allatu ! chill my bones with liquid sooth Fill my mouth with budding youth By thee smoke wreaths that dance in the darkness with the scent of the desert night By the grin of the disinterred carcass here's to demons that dwell out of sight Ashem - Deva ! Namtar ! Allatu !

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

Nightfall visitors cruel inquisitors Warriors of the crucifix Tearing up the hinterland Persecution out of hand Holy lunatics Outcast alchemist Graveyard occultist Baptized in the river Styx Smoked out of her hiding hole Strapped upon the gallows pole Dead in 1666 Breaking through the crust Rising from the Earth and dust Desecrated recusant Floating on the mist A lady you cannot resist Priestess of the covenant Staring through a grid of rust Whisperer of death and lust Metal suited revenant Wilder of Wallachian hex Breathing down holy necks Satan's ardent reverent Midnight trial Underworld arrival Gallows survival Chthonic revival Dwelling in a twilight state Driven by relentless hate Haunter of the Christian Knave Rapid eyelid sorceress Princess of the wilderness Riding on the theta wave Nightmare of the bourgeois Descending on the men of law that miracles will have to save A shadow shadowing wider and tall winter, summer, spring and fall Vengeance from beyond the grave

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

Spectral shadows of noble blood awaken from their rest below the light wicked flowers regressed to buds open in the European night wayfarers on untrodden roads emerging from their sleep in swamp and cave Highwaymen with heads unbowed return now from the plains beneath the grave Neamh - mairbh Revenants on the storm Neamh - mairbh Avengers with no shape or form Hefaeras from the tombs of Prague floating through the subterranean maze cloaked in robes of rain and fog they hover upon the water face Forgotten servants with middling looks rising from the pages of the past A horde of no-ones leave the books to read from living lips: "I'm aghast!" Revenants Nightmares afloat in the rain Revenants Storm of the nocturnal bane Ascending from their Lethal sleep: dripping specters of the deep

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

Night falls over hills and rural plains Night calls to the sleeping bone remains Every fourth moon for centuries sees the charge of the ghoul wind raid Midwinter and Walpurgis Night and at Cimmerian August Shade Lids creak as the corpses start to barge Tombs speak in the draught of the raider's charge Unfortunate nights for centuries as the moon wears cranial shade bonfires burn for mercy to fend off the spectral blade Godless spirit raiders ride the howling wind Backwood grave invaders resume their die hard sin Screeching and yammering with grins of vengeful might Ghouls blaze across the sky tonight Every fourth moon for centuries sees the charge of the ghoul wind raid May-Eve and Midwinter Blot and at Cimmerian August Shade

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

A shadow dances in the stone hall The spirit without a name The prey that flits across the cave wall is hunted down by ancient flames Blood drops cast by the elder contrast to the winter pale skin the stains trail upward on the body drawing the claw of the Djinn Rites of the Fathers Scriptures on skin Delve into sin ! Black stale waters Pike jaw grin Let the animal in ! A howl from underneath the wolf hide declares innocence dead the drive that lurks where the beast hides settles in the fair haired head

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

Riding through the air she comes lured with the smell of infant blood to dance with Lapland witches while the laboring moon eclipses at their charms Fierce as ten furies Terrible as Hell Voluminous and vast A serpent armed with mortal sting Woman to the waist and fair but ended foul in many a scaly fold About her middle round: a hideous peal a cry of Hell-hounds with wide Cerberean mouths full loud bark and howl within unseen The adversary of God and Man with thoughts inflamed of highest design puts on wings and towards the gates of Hell explores a solitary flight

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025