Arkivet

Our stories won't be written with ink and mirth But carved in flesh and the soul of the earth The whispers of the wind will cease to be All we hear is the wailing of the oceans plea If life by the miracle of death will rise again When our monuments lay in ruins, we're the ones to blame As the last rays of the dying daylight fade Remember that our perseverance was in vain The shrunken corpses of our loved ones are the heirlooms we leave for no one to witness - Are we the creators of an avoidable end, or are we the parasites that are destined to fail? A final wish to preserve our memories One last breath, One last regret And with this final message to the future we'll never see A final wish to preserve our memories Man deserves to die Crack the ribcage of Gaia Expose the rot which is us We poisoned the well a millennia ago And forced everyone to drink Now let us drown Breath in and forget The fault that which is us We are the ghosts of the past Remembered by the few who last Man deserves to die....

Submitted by The Void — Apr 23, 2025

The vines slither skywards, engulfing our tombs of glass A catholic woodland expanding over our prisons of rust And you could see the signs, why were we left behind We have now entered the age of nature's reign A hatework only death remains The grand overgrowth reclaiming what was hers An everlasting emptiness from mankind Pythogenesis made by human pride The last fading embers of our time Laydown the overstayed meaningless bodies On soil we venerated since the dawn of time Swallow this unworthy planet The age of nature's reign A verdant cataclysm sprouting out life The echoes roaring throughout the night Extinguish starlight does mean no new tomorrow A void is left from this quarry we called home The grand overgrowth reclaiming what was hers An everlasting emptiness from mankind Pythogenesis made by human pride The last fading embers of our time The grand overgrowth reclaiming what was hers An everlasting emptiness from mankind Pythogenesis made by human pride The last fading embers of our time

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025

Once we were interwoven with flesh and birch Recreating hope by unearthing human dirt But stories passed on swift by the ones who saw Indifferent twinkles in the night skies maw A solitude so immense even my shadow died This vermin-like existence we praised for million nights Scavenging the last indignity on potter's fields Urging the end to come, eliminate, delete and uncreate Earth was our only vessel Our final message sent into the black unknown Earth was our only vessel Our final message like dust turned into stone Human presence is a lineage of disease Our abattoir became an open casket funeral Earth was our only vessel Our final message sent into the black unknown Earth was our only vessel Our final message like dust turned into stone From nothing we became My star didn't bring promise and faith Recreating doubt by celebrating the end My soul was crushed but I didn't die I was reborn, I was reborn from the ashes from before And from malignant soil, no evergreen shall grow But corruption from failed visionaries And from my ashes, no life will sprout But death in memory of the failure of humankind

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 23, 2025

I return to see the oak of my youth To see the roots swallow her ossuary The inlet, the strait and the pristine lake My world in past, crestfallen days The ever-swaying fields of perennial growth Like walking across the rainbow bridge A deep-rooted melancholy within ourselves Yet I smile in reminiscence of that old song Unchangeable zeal Everlasting strife My soul is formed by the hands of gods My heart is forged in the heart of stars My soul will shine through every night My beloved scar My northern heart As the midnight sun caresses my complexion Njord's gentle breath leads the way Through paths less known and beyond Again I behold such immaculate sight With every passing of the gift of seasons Comes the lights from the ones who passed Transfixed by their dance of death Wherein remembrance dwell Unchangeable zeal Everlasting strife My soul is formed by the hands of gods My heart is forged in the heart of stars My soul will shine through every night My beloved scar My northern heart

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 23, 2025

Du bleka höga land av kristall Ack dina frusna mörka vatten Med ursinnig köld som min själ har tatt Jag blöder mig genom natten Under spirade stjärnbanér, jag är slukad av rymd Du och jag bär en livstid av sorg som tyngd Långa äro nätterna mina - jag vilar under döda träd Blå tunga mörka drömmar, god natt du forna hem Och du är sjuk, jag är tom Ja, jag är tom, så jävla tom inuti Mitt nedärvda vemod från folket bortom solen Mitt vurm för min hembygd till den yttersta domen Så min sista gärning i detta korta liv Deras kroppa skall skändas, statsmaktens svin Då slocknade hela svenska ätten, då slocknade hela människosläkten En tystnad klädd i vindens sus, då slocknade världens sista strimma ljus Så min sista gärning i detta liv, ett bokslut för vår becksvarta tid Snart slocknar allt som någonsin fanns i förnekelsens blödande dekadans Efter det absoluta förfallet Ensamt och kallt ligger där landet Längst upp på en nattsvart jord Frostens hemvist i karga Nord Må jag vittra i fosterjord Som i en urna med stoftet och askan från oss Vi var på höjden av våra levnadsår VI står på branten med flammande dödsdekor ------ English translation: You pale, highlands of crystal O, your frozen dark waters With furious cold who took my soul I bleed through the night Under sprouted stars, I am devoured by space You and I, carrying a lifetime of grief as weight The nights are long - I rest under dead trees Blue, heavy, dark dreams, good night my former home And you're sick, I'm empty Yes, I'm empty, so fucking empty inside My inherited melancholy from the people beyond the sun My craze for my homestead to the ultimate judgment So my last deed in this short life Their bodies will be desecrated, the powers of state-pigs. Then the whole Swedish strain went out, then the whole human race went out A silence clothed in the whistling of the wind, then the last streak of light faded to black. So my last deed in this life, a statement for our pitch black time Everything that ever existed will soon go out, in the bleeding decadence of denial. After the absolute decay The country is lonely and cold At the top of a blackened earth The home of frost in the barren North May I wither in my home soil Like in an urn with the dust and ashes from all of us We were at the height of the age of mankind. Now we stand by the edge of the precipice with the flaming death as backdrop.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 23, 2025

A deafening silence Shrieking without a mouth A cry without help The slow drown begins As if forever drowning without dying Gasping for air... Back then a dreamland devoid of noise But now a nightmare, a void of noise The burden of life is pulling you down The resource called life is finite Twisting and turning and longing to die Repetition of phrases decay of the mind Decay of the mind What was I, is now lost A reflection of a stranger It is gone - Wake up in your lonely husk Back to the soma you despise This empty defeat, so valiant An elegy lost in time Could I explain the beauty of nothingness? I would sing my song till the end of time But here I am in a prison without walls Lead me beyond the sea of fog Solace and bliss in a lifetime of pain The autumn leaves starts to molder Enter the domain of twilight Monumental loneliness Withering away, alone and forgotten This house leveled by desolation An unmarked grave doomed to obscurity An elegy lost to timeless winds

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025

Through broken memories and mental draughts Once a beautiful land made of blood and thoughts I was taught to believe that Sirius was the way But on my broken knees I was led astray And then I saw the gentle touch of humanity I stood in its glowing shadow We are the architects of fate In pure judgment and awe We burn what we create And then I saw the gentle touch of humanity Destroying the future and raping the past Just to feed our own insanity Skywards pillars of ruins Bleeding blind juries of fury Main lined self-made virus And then there was silence A seething undeniable hatred and loss of words The lines between life and death are blurred With every new burst of life and convalescence We have drained our collective souls of its essence And from soil I came, in iron raised In resistance, in redemption, non serviam A pure supernova of life in constant toil And now I am complete, leaving this mortal coil

Submitted by The Void — Apr 23, 2025