Abbath
Album • 2019
With fist on hilt I wade thru guilt towards the Bridge of Spasms A flailing limb cast across the yawning Maul of Chasms Hooked to ledge at sanity's edge steel convict clamped in irons It undulates squirms like bait hung 'bove pit of lions That fickle whore Fate forced my gait to tread this skyward path On skeletal thread blind man led by echoes of strangled laugh With every step terrors swept fears like flies in rift of mind I crawled, cracked nails clawed the creaking boards of crooked spine Torpid Styx twist viscid fist through bowels of howling Deep My demons spare not one nightmare ever rode plague-ridden sleep Nailed to the mast! Flee pox of past! Ignore the sirens' shrieking hearts Sail the flux! Ride upheavals! Dive beyond immortal charts In lee of Bridge of Spasms I split among the atoms In lee of Bridge of Spasms I split among the atoms Like oroboros I swallow tale like oroboros I swallow tale A Raw nerve stretches ganglion curve till ventricles erupt I flow like blood through floating vein's arterial aqueduct Crest the arch, gaze aghast, upon Oblique of Great Divide It mirrors morass, life-spans' collapse, loop of ego's pride
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
Reclined in swathe of bedlam's grimoires Sheathes of ancient vellum cradle skull Sigils scour sallow skin, copper veins Drip gnosis, draw mind from mortal lull I pluck the stitches, stun the senses Milk the pain I graze I storm the portals of dead immortals Trapped in yesterdaze I dive to new depths, plunder sunk wrecks In culp of fetid drain I seek the artifex, disenchant hex To lift this curse of Cain! Artifex absorb a corpus Alchemy in limbic vortex Archetype bequeath a gene To murder Eden, dismember dream Beyond arc of reaper's lethal grace The shade of Cain shrives guilt in mud And golems raised all display his slain Brother's bludgeoned face
Through blasted waste in land of Khem Bleak gods cough dark rivers of phlegm Vile priests excrete their masters' dreams To writhe in minds where madness breeds The monsters upon which art must fester Beauty's beast reaps sweet investure The grinning skull cut from finest gem A void divides in land of Khem We seek the gods concealed Within wounds never healed In sanity's cracks where trauma treads The twisting stretch inside our heads We seek the heart beating still Within the flesh of über-kill In shadows black with blood of druid In rage constrained where time is fluid We smoke an abyss in land of Khem Carve crystal myth in neural stem Drip eclipse in cleft of bliss Agaric flight of nemecyst In towers of ice all flesh will melt Before the throne Behemoth knelt In fetid flux let fate condemn Our frozen ghosts in land of Khem
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Tear the veins from ivory limb Smooth as shards of porcelain Slip between the talons Raking guts across the coals Clamp teeth 'pon burnished knuckles Bite down hard! Don't let go! They owe you what you are! Pay in blood for every scar! Bathe in spray of überflow In Maestrobator's afterblow Bind your wounds with crimson wires Knot your bone quench desires They owe you each last drop! Of ejaculate crotch shot! The damned will dance on every grave Chastity shall misbehave Slip between the talons Raking guts across the coals Clamp teeth 'pon burnished knuckles Bite down hard! Don't let go! Laterigrade's the way to grow Claim the stage—the realm I know Striving high—swooping low Stride out wide enslave the show!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
Ochre dust coats a thousand paths Arachnid web of twisting guts Uncoil in hub flayed to shreds Shriveled heart torn from withered breast Hecate awaits where crossroads split Like entrails burst from belly slit In nexus stark a widow's nest Silent as stone, still as death Deep in shadows cast by gallows Crown a shroud of crows and arrows Curses drip off swollen tongue Exhaling gasp of blistered lung Night's bride sighs a gift of scythes Devours doubt to feed the hives Beneath the loll of broken necks Cracked jaws cackle last regrets She squats in clot of putrid copse Disease breathes a kiss which rots
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
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