I Write to You, My Darling Decay
No! (Why!?) I stand compelled By not what I see To pen this sorrowful elegy These offerings I bestow Are but a mournful tale yet to be told As I begin to leak these words from her soul Black blood flows right through me My life has become such a tragedy And it's the currency to pay eternity Now the worth of my soul, that should cover the fee And I’ll pay through penance so that I may see A suffering lost on Mortal comprehension So I siphon the blood once again To summon the pages that hold such significance To irreverent omnipotence Conjured and conceived Filthy and littered with contrivance Complicated dark inheritance These words begin to glow so radiant Veiled eyes that draw me in Closer and closer to maddening Oh please let these just be a terrible vision My dearly departed reality You’re nothing more than a chasm of barren waste Indescribable torture Lays here right before me My mind severed and flayed (Red Sabbath) Prayer will do nothing for me (As she lay) Aspirating, suffocating, decaying Can I do anything? Oh please lend me your eyes for a time (For a time) Ones that are tainted by burden of the damned Beautifully sent by causality Unlike mine Continuous shifting brought on by the fog With pupils akin to the bog I see nothing when I search Through my lamenting mind As It has left me here to rot Stricken with grief As I succumb to the unyielding cold But what of the words I Conjured and conceived Filthy and littered with contrivance Complicated dark inheritance These words begin to glow so radiant Veiled eyes that draw me in Closer and closer to maddening Oh please let these just be a terrible vision I can see dreadful images in the Life I knew, before this Maddening What of the terrors in front of me Feeding on hatred, vengeance, sanity What’s left in me anyway, naught Yet I will bleed All that is needed to bleed Becoming a Pitiless servant To bring back my loss Please bestow me with The Black Flame Bless me O great Vanisher Take my oath All of my memories With my blood as ink I pen this horrific elegy To summon the pages that hold such significance To irreverent omnipotence Conjured and conceived Filthy and littered with contrivance Complicated dark inheritance These words begin to glow so radiant Veiled eyes that draw me in Closer and closer to maddening Oh please let these just be a terrible vision But that presence feels so familiar to me
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025
Come in my old friend Just take a seat Here at the end With me The benediction takes hold Corrupting my soul The tedium of isolation Has grown so cold In your absence, I languish Existing in perpetual suffering It's the mere complications of grief Those things I kept inside Keep you alive to me They call me insane But they'll see (You, the way I do) As I sink deep I've come to see A sick tragedy But I'll conquer the suffering Through your words I’ll conjure this horrid charade Just to bring you back I’ll become the wrath So I can remember The day my reality shook I could taste the iron in the air The crimson sight of hatred emanates From the deep black stare Suffering continues to invade The memory of your face so I'll bury it With the true enemies Of your empathy Entropy lives Agony thrives As I cast my vengeance Upon the destitute doomed And the one thing that mattered was taken away from me I'll build a monument The inscription is my mournful benediction My epitaph, for you We'll consecrate that ground With blood Cursing me, yet Blessing me With sight from the afterlife The pleasing yet mournful benediction I crave Insurmountable Feats of pain and loss Begin My gleeful vexing belligerent vengeance Towards such small gods They'll see what I do As they sink deep They'll come to see What real tragedy Comes from your suffering Through your words I’ll conjure this horrid charade Just to bring you back I’ll become the wrath Will you be the one (Covered in soot Moving through time Blessing my pain Corrupting the mind) My destiny Corrupting the mind My Destiny Will you become The one blessing my pain Tell me again How will I bend I'll lie again As you reap through the thoughts in my mind Nothing Can save your Memory from all of my torment and fear Nothing can Keep me from the deep Well of crippling despair in me Mournful benediction We'll build a monument Consecrate the ground in blood These words echoed On the stone of catacombs Or so I'm told The pain can bring you back to me I'll summon pain to conjure you [Ben Duerr/Shadow of Intent] Searing ash graphed to my skin As I stand trembling at the base of the black fire Will the shame I left behind be enough to satiate deaths Ceaseless hunger Unending torment Broken, left to the vices In apocalyptic pain Enshrouded by a fog Obscuring my agony Mournfully I'll sacrifice whatever No matter the currency Just allow my penance To alter the sentence Condemning the maker That brutally hates us While purging the blood of the sin To blacken The blessing So bleed with me my darling For thy mournful benediction This unholy deed My immeasurable greed Will bring you back to me No matter the suffering
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025
This track is instrumental.
To hear the screams Of prolific agony It condemns the respite I seek I’ve just become so damn sick Of this crushing weight With hazel in hand I Conjure the king With courage in command Voice of roar Silver touches skin Willingly I’ll breathe in The sulfuric haze To resurrect Just grant me the sense To hear through the sheets of cold Recompense With the end I can't tear myself away from the fog Catatonic, existing near death I live close to decay The grimoires tell of possibility Appearing in the distance The pale sight of hell upon steed Shadows looming far from the eye Obscured to me, but so familiar I remain sure How many bodies Does one demon need Only Beleth knows Infernal servitude is quite the price to pay But to me existing bloodless with decay is priceless I embrace a life of madness Slowly I let the bleakness take over All that I see Yes I will bleed Continuously O great hue of the black fire Please torch the soul Touching thy flame So I know fear I come to you a faceless hollow Feeding the fire Put your faith in me I’ll be sure they mourn painfully And even through fog Your will is clear to me But they’ll see Grimorium Verum Give birth to the monarchy Of False ones That breed The fury that pulls you down violently From which an Empty fog grows As she speaks To me from the deep It's a constant struggle (Struggle within) Liber officiorum spirituum Seu Liber dictus Empto The book of so many names And they hold the instructions to reanimate All they need is for me to Capitulate Blood Presenting a makeshift body Made from torn skin and limbs with a Demonus origin (Enter the emperors Of the Black flame) Emperors upon thrones Gods among the black flame I, thy conjurer Command thee Speak in archaic tongue When you address the body That houses my darling Shadows looming far from the eye Feeding the faith Put your faith in me I’ll be sure they mourn painfully And even through fog Your will is clear to me But they’ll see Willingly I’ll breathe in The sulfuric haze To resurrect My darling Just grant me the sense To hear through the sheets of cold Recompense With the end I can't tear myself away from the fog Catatonic, existing near death I live close to decay
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025
My ears they ring With the dreadful sound of misery Emanating from inside Evoking the deity Of my dreams Come to me decay Such a beautiful disease As I bathe in blood (I stand in this bleak garden, my life in ruin) The black clouds overtake The Deafening Screaming from An immutable Gleaming sun Overtake the gleaming sun I crave the warmth again, although I grieve the moon As it consumes all of me And Through the fog I’ll grieve you my fugue Send me the scriptures So I may read them In the endless cold Of this pale moonlight The words shift their hue As the celestials do Requesting heinous blasphemy In the face of candor To Bring back sin They can take away all my pain But the worry is how? Just sacrifice my blood Replace it with the unholy ink As she’s born again Will my daughter remain in The reanimated animus A hollow pitiful husk of human Filth Chivalrous Guilt Terrors Build you Another Body My Makeshift Nightmare A Surrogate Merely a stand in for my beloved Withering Whispering Respite Taken Held together by Nothing more than a cursed curiosity From my veiled pagan eyes Grant me the vision of a god even if only to see for seconds I’ll peer into the void of Eternity despite the teachings eons before No matter how much I weep, it shall hear me not What looks back at me As I pen my blood to the paper That is her skin A beautiful abomination That should not exists In this form or another Regardless Of what I see Haunted daydreams And the screams I can hear her Whisper in my head A solipsistic obsession forever I'm tired of reveries I want these lies to end I'm losing myself in the maze of her crypt again And she speaks to me in whispers From catacombs Where god abandoned her soul To rot alone Without me Without me She lives Only in my dreams My dreams Portray Such horrid pain Overtake the Gleaming sun I crave The warmth Is pain And thus I grieve the moon As I’m consumed By its demonous hue Her whispers Overtake me Father Unholy Spirit Bathe me in Ink Let this be my reality The Paradigm shift Soulless body lay stiff A curse laid right in front of me The benediction screamed and read through the fog Brings the light to the moth A death Knell From hell Deafening Brings life to this embodiment Regardless Of reverie Haunted daydreams And the screams I can hear her Not just in my head A solipsistic obsession forever I'm tired of reveries I want these lies to end I'm losing myself in the maze of her crypt again And she speaks to me in whispers From catacombs Where god abandoned her soul To rot alone My ears they ring With the dreadful sound of misery Emanating from inside Evoking the deity
Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025
What more can I say When the torment has taken everything Away And given me, nothing But hatred Vicious anger I finally understand What it means to be Nothing But a Bleeding, Choking Husk of a human Insidiously left to the serpents Won’t you rise again Just as you set back then Darling The blackened skies descend Upon me They bend They break Eternally I grieve my everything Permeating the intricacies of my life The awful things In my mind Tell me horrible tales Of how the black blood spills Wasting precious ink I’ll read every word From the hymn of the monarchy Now and forever As I scribe to the bone No matter the consequence I’d give anything To raise the dead I write to you My Darling Decay Lamenting through The darkness I’ve made The abysmal image I brave And it's my darling decay As she shambles around With limbs stripped ripe from the ground Parts bestowed from the sabbath The Devils Baroque Black Magic God planned her funeral at the altar of The Blood Moon I gaze into the mirror that utters no lies Summoning The Black Sun Judging prophecy The blackened sky descends upon me They bend They break Eternally I grieve my Everything Permeating the intricacies of my life The awful things In my mind It tells me horrible tales Of how the black blood spills Wasting precious ink So I’ll scribe to the bone No matter the consequence I’ll do anything To raise the dead I Write To You My Darling Decay Lamenting through The darkness I've made (The abysmal image I brave) And it's my darling decay (Shambling around) As she shambles around With limbs stripped ripe from the ground Parts bestowed from The sabbath The Devils Baroque Black Magic Elegant yet bitter Heavily disfigured A complex formation of flesh Will be what has taken her place Black ink will cleanse the stained profane body Etching words deep to silence the screams I trade something so beautiful, for something so dreadful And these words… I Write To You, My Darling Decay Something so beautiful (So beautiful and full of life) Relegated to my mind Something so dreadful Can’t be given life But I will try Black ink will cleanse the stained profane body Etching words deep to silence the screams A presence so beautiful, (Has become dreadful) Tragically brought to an end (Cursed to live again) Ill give up all of me Immolate my everything Even just to grieve at your side again I write to you My darling decay I write to you My darling decay A soul unbound from the body Free to roam the garden
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025
Bringer of Torment As I open my eyes to see What has become of your beauty A Grotesque amalgamation of what you used to be Has vanished (To see the grotesquely perfect Sight of beauty vanish) A frighteningly tormented ghost, incessantly roaming the halls of the catacomb Though I prayed An answer I did not hear Sanity escapes me Through this maddening Archetype of a ghastly fiend I can't believe all that I’ve done What a blasphemous being I’ve become And I owe it all to you O elusive one One last thing Can you bring me the head of the gleaming sun!? As we must shun The one that gives out the warmth To the destitute and the doomed Beyond the fog She grieves the moon And we must burn through time Become the conflagration Of the conflated blessing To Be Is to feel The pain Scribe these words O Great Hell Bound Bleak Apparition Bringer of torment The curse bestowed is not free (But she continues to speak through me) Ignorant indifference Wields the cost of blood and skin To reanimate my darling And I’ve paid it 10 fold At the cost of my blood And that of my cleansed soul But it's no matter For The Agony, and The Maddening To continue their blight upon me A soul departed From the body lives lost To fulfill a purpose Existing between hell and what we left in this liminal space To suffer in a purgatorial sentence of The bleakest blankness Though the blackest flame rest at the depths Of the great altar of The Marquis Amon I’ll stand at the foot of the deep abyss devouring the light Unbound from the body Free to roam the garden, tell me Where they buried My, darling Please tell me Where she’s buried… To be Is to feel Nothing Scribe these words O Great Hell Bound Bleak Apparition Bringer of torment The curse bestowed is not free (But she continues to speak through me) Ignorant indifference Wields the cost of blood and skin To reanimate my darling I mourn the cold darkness of her eyes Though hell hath marked the flesh of a goddess The mind remains To consume what’s left of me Unbound from the body Free to roam the garden Existing between Purgatorial Liminal Space My ears they ring (Deafening) With the dreadful sound of misery Emanating from inside Unleashing the deity Raum within my dreams Lord of vanishing Great Earl of Hell What do you see when I see the face in…
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025
The Fog Pareidolia Sacred dogmatic Phenomenon Cursed man with vision They get What they get Constant state of dead empathy Blessed Mournfully Maddened I’ll make the best of your damnation And live in This nightmare Never allowed to leave or wake up That’s all the life I’ve come to know Numb I’ve become To this catastrophe All to tragic these painful vivid visions Of existence Ruinous atrophy Plaguing my preconceived perceptions My sight is lost In a black well of Deep despair Poisonous air Drown me in my blood So that I may see my disembodiment Again I need it To prove she’s alive I see the demons At the edge of this chasm I plead Please Force my perspective (Into liminal space) Allow me to see (The Purgatorial face) Maybe the face that I see Is just death calling me From the garden Pareidolia in the fog Fearful visions rise Reciting prayer for what feels like centuries Do those deaf ears have empathy? Or has ice cold vengeance overtaken their benevolence for me I, Irreverent To my life Severing The Connections Of my recursive Cycle of doom Endless cycle of doom I roam the profane gardens Of unclaimed souls Daemones in sedibus suis Reges claves minorum Praecipio Tibi Profer atram flammam Magni daemonis The Infernal beast Alive in the deep Shall drown thee The unbound body Lamenting through A cataclysmic truth Where is the body Of my Darling Decay Her screams were so deafening Like she lived a life in my head A perpetual death knell Tolls through my hell I’ll make the best of your damnation And live it for eternity A nightmare I’ll Never wake from Consuming me My disembodiment I need to see it To prove I’m alive I see the demons At the edge of this chasm I plead Please force my perspective Just let me see Let me gaze upon reality Maybe the face that I see Is just death calling me From the fog Pareidolia My eyes veiled by a dense black haze Yet I can see her Face in everything
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025
She's gone Forever Through the infinite abyss No longer together But I will continue her work In the void I will seek A mournful benediction, from the apparition Sacred words, I will speak Text tell of contrition, bedeviled contradiction Wielder of torment I detest what you have became Once great bringer of the psalm The emboldened one By the flame, I prayed to Raum To my dismay the crow will not speak To me Abandoning The oath of the black ink That's etched in skin I bled for you Beleth Paid in skin and dreams I bled for you Prayed to the monarchy for the truth False gods, a pitiful trinity With no claim to divinity All you did was lie to me Why did I believe in you Kings of nothing False gods, and kings of nothing How could I be so mad Drunk with grief, insanity Willing to do anything I've built your monuments Sacrificed the Blood that consecrates those grounds I've become a pitiless servant broken Manipulated by the morbid Hollow in my mind When my hands touch the fog Vengeance on my tongue Spewing venom from the sinners psalm Talk to me, again My Darling, apparition in the fog I fell for it What a fucking fool! The lies are so clear Lighting candles, cultist rituals Procuring bodies To begin stitching the infernal being together As it lays Light as a feather Stiff as a board Lured By unearthly oath held by false Gods. Lies There won't be rest or peace Bullshit Gathered At the alter of these fucking bastards I've become a pitiless servant broken Manipulated by the morbid Hollow in my mind When my hands touch the fog Vengeance on my tongue Spewing venom from the sinners psalm Talk to me, again my Darling Mournful Apparition Black magic The red sabbath Inhabits To become decay The Zealot Break me Bend me No more I, The Mournful Bring death right to the feet of a god Saturn, Jupiter, Satin No matter thy name I shall rain my vengeance Upon the legions of hell, heaven, or earth I'll ring the bell, let decay its knell Willingly I'll breathe in The sulfuric haze (To resurrect) My darling Just grant me the sense To hear through the sheets of cold Recompense With the end I can't tear myself away from the fog Catatonic existing near death I live close to decay I live close to decay I Write To you, My Darling Decay"
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025