Beyond the Gate

Do you feel the weight of reality Knee deep into your own grave A sad poem sung from the weak heart Take a sip from the chalice of lies You may come to like it Close your eyes and turn For when the night comes The truth shall set you free See how the darkness grows Stick close to the flame, hold on to life For this is where it all is left behind Cowardice and seething anger is what awaits The deafening roar of a thundering storm of hate Drift now deeper into the sea of lies Again and again and again thrown upon the rocks Here the time stands still and the endless cycle of agony Choke on the ashes of a bridge now burned The vicious beast A murmur of the darkest laughter Open your eyes and behold He who walks in the darkest black The lord of the night Drift now deeper into the sea of lies Again and again and again thrown upon the rocks Here the time stands still and the endless cycle of agony

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 23, 2025

In the eye of the beholder Where madness sleeps Where art became violence O this cancerous trait Burning faces with eyes born from sin Darkness dwells within their flesh The rancid perversion Deeds of dark Cruel souls made in his image Soon to be reborn You're becoming my rightous gift I will give you wings And I will rid you of guilt The heart of an angel is yours to be Watch over me child of innocence In my final hours I watch them pray As we transcend the plane of mortal flesh A mocking sculpture of the highest heaven I am the angelmaker You're becoming my rightous gift I will give you wings And I will rid you of guilt The heart of an angel is yours to be

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 23, 2025

Silent dead eyes gazes into the sky And the prophecy comes to pass Now see the locusts block out the sun As the fall of man begins Exchange this life for the beggars coin For the truth shall set you free Behold the ethereal beauty Of the mad orchestrator The great madness incarnate The natural born deceiver A dormant tragedy born from darkness And now we raise the chalice of heresy The funeral pyre of pain Like moths drawn close to the flame You dance slow into this senseless devotion As the thurible swings Hear the hymn conducted by the darkest insanity Be one of the word and bring the stars low As my child and crusader Hold on to the dogma of contortion This doctrine of putrifaction Cradle my voice of pure discord As it echoes into eternity We are the raging ocean brought down upon the ship That will reel into oblivion As we stand rigid in the winds Our chalice held high into the night

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 23, 2025

With a feverish crescendo I raise the dagger Anointed in peril The incantation is now complete And my offering wheeses its last breath Runic symbols written in blood The great mark of the eight star The eclipse of your might is soon to commence I am compelled to your forms and I honor the covenant The ruinous power I call upon your might Bless me with the champions mark A chasm of chaos burns inside As I glimpse for the first time The abyss of nihil And the wonders of utopia The grandeur of this journey In the casting shades of existance As I enter the realm The realm beyond imagination I lift the curse of the kingdom so long forgotten I speak the ancient words with thousand tounges I whisper thy names Dragon of the void and god among stars In my last breath I ask of thou Trade my soul for the smallest of wisdom I enter the realm beyond imagination I unshackle the truth with daring clarity I lift the curse of the kingdom I speak the ancient words I whisper thy names Open the gate

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 23, 2025