The Pardoner

Trust in your fear of sorcery and supernatural forces I fear for what death will make And leave of this village Capturing thy appetite as the moon draws in at night Death takes many forms Youth, gold, serpent or lamb You'll do well to never meet him Radix malorum est cupiditas Death comes our way Soon I must leave Radix malorum est cupiditas Atone for your sins Find peace Seek out the pardoner You will be saved He can forgive A single indulgence will rid you of sin (Seek out the pardoner) O' what terror I have seen It led me Right to this place I herald of majesty Pray you take heed Death comes this way To sow a seed

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

A child with a message breaks the glow of day "Another man is laid to rest! Do you hear the death bell toll?" Silent procession, a corpse carried to town Buried by the blade of death Another soul to the grave "Taken by a creeping, veiled demon He drives a scythe into their hearts Men, they call him death He who has defiled heaven and the earth." "Peasant, or king, the beast has always slain Thy heretic, his sacrifice, committed to demise Villain, or page, all get buried the same The serpentine is writhing, I saw it go that way!" Death will posess you In a world of hopeless sinners To harps and loot I see them dance For this devil scribes his word on every wall "Heretic Sacrifice" "Can he be so perilous a naive to meet? Haunting the brothels, feasting on games of chance." He has taken every man, woman and child Fearless our three How soon they do forget "Proceed, to the blighted village of sin Seek out the demon street by street Men, they call him death He who has defiled heaven and the earth." "Peasant, or king, the beast has always slain Thy heretic, his sacrifice, committed to demise Villain, or page, all get buried the same The serpentine is writhing, I saw it go that way!" "We shall slain this faithless vermin they call death We will return With stories of his end" In a world of hopeless sinners, to harps and loot I see them dance For this devil scribes his word on every wall "Heretic Sacrifice" "Peasant, or king, the beast has always slain Thy heretic, his sacrifice, committed to demise Villain, or page, all get buried the same The serpentine is writhing, I saw it go that way!"

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Like a moth to a flame I see a shape trembling Cloaked, eerie beast, it speaks "Come hither love, to me" The bravest of the three, questioning "Why art thou all forwrappéd save thy face?" "It is a wretched curse I walked the earth To find a soul That can release me from this infinite hell But now I shall remain; Cold, pale and still As long a time as it is Gods will Pain fills my days like a constant noise I have begged death to take me away Cursed are the fates I dance into the fires At the ground that is my mothers grave I lay with her, early till late Mother let me in Look at me now, dull flesh, blood and skin Let me die Box up my living corpse When will I wake from this nightmare? Death, let me die Will you not do me that grace? Look at my forlorn face Let me die Can't you see my life's not worth living? But to you it is of no concern In holy writ that I know you have read Against the old Aged be thy head Youth shall arise Drown with me in this black light Do unto me no harm God be with you Be with you tonight" "You can not part so lightly Thou spoke of death In this land, all our friends he slayed Swear by the holy sacrament That you are not his damned assailant Simply sent to betray us" "If you be so desperate to die Head up that winding path For in that grove, the dwelling place of death You will see his design Once you reach that oak You will meet death God save you all Votive offerings God save you all Votive offerings."

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

To the verge of the forest dark and deep A sparkle of light, so beautiful a sight beneath the oak florins fair and bright In search of death a treasure we have found Our happening a blessing and a curse rolled into one Our prayers are answered the voiceless god doth act for decades I have begged him to release me from the grips of total poverty This is our granted indulgence Lightly it comes so we will spend But each of them so ignorant to the horror that impends So consumed with gluttony the three begin to gorge forgetting soon the memory of the brotherhood they have forged In that moment my lust for life became real Locked in greed's eternal embrace Amongst the evergreen, away from the eyes of the world Ready to commit complete and utter sin To lay upon, the boundless seas of gold A single coin performs to me a rhapsody Each note a blessing a symbol of pure wealth Guided by imperative that was beyond control and comprehension This is our granted indulgence Lightly it comes so we will spend But each of them so ignorant to the horror that impends So consumed with gluttony the three begin to gorge forgetting soon the memory of the brotherhood they have forged Brethren, take heed of what I say Journey deep in oceans of gold and drown with me This treasure a fortune given unto us, does it make you think? Why today should we have so fair a grace? Awakening; Peasant to king This is our granted indulgence

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Kneel before the fields of gold A question burning, the need to implore The flame is glowing, the purpose is spreading Supplies are needed for the eve they endure They must elect A hunter to gather "Who will go From this place And return as a king? Veiled by the flesh of night, go fetch some bread and wine Guided by candle light" Kindle the fires of greed Black candle gathering Thrive on the burning Of purity Raging the flames of gluttony Black candle gathering Thrive on the burning Of purity Kneel before the fields of gold and you will see The youngest soul pulls the shortest of straws To leave the fold and venture for rations Brothers of valour, they will harbour the gold Shy of the dawn Will three emerge? I will go From this place And return as a king Veiled by the flesh of night, I'll fetch some bread and wine Guided by candle light Kindle the fires of greed Black candle gathering Thrive on the burning Of purity Raging the flames of gluttony Black candle gathering Thrive on the burning Of purity Kneel before the fields of gold and you will see your beckoning Kindle the fires of greed Black candle gathering To thrive on the burning Of purity Raging the flames of gluttony Black candle gathering To thrive on the burning Of purity This wretched summoning The evil wealth of death Poison the well from which they drink My vision wuthering A hateful venom Lace the fatal chalice with the contagion

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Sentinels of the gold; sworn devils, colluding A whisper comes from one, unto the other "Thou art my sworn brother, the departed fellow is a fool Let us take this find and split it in two" Treacherous minds can be heard, poisoned with avarice Hail wealth, Hail sin. Half is greater than a third "How may that be? Do we deceive? Surely he'll know that we've taken the gold?" "It shall be secret, then we can live, live as kings!" Two stand stronger than one In the shadow of the midnight sun "Arise in play, I shall rive him through the sides and flay" Conspire, as if its a game And with my blade I'll do the same A dagger to heart will declare his end The gold is divided Conspire, as if its a game And with my blade I'll do the same We shall act as I have said And then bury our dead One of three dreaming in gold; the youngest, infernal His blood is poisoned by a vision of wealth that he dreams was his alone "O Lord", quod he "no man should be merry as me" And then, the fiend, Lucifer planted his seed... Poison the wine that your brothers will quaff Hail wealth, Hail sin. Never to see the sun again He who hath tasted the fruits of hell now had intent To slay them both and never repent A desperate savage walks the cobbles of town Apothecary is needed for murder "Pray sell poison' I must rid the woods of contamination"... Conspire, as if its a game And with my blade I'll do the same A dagger to heart will declare his end The gold is divided Conspire, conspire And then bury our dead And so he procured a toxin delight As if for vermin that plagued him at night "Thou now hold a bane so foul That it would perish the gates of hell And with prudence you must act Use with caution and respect Thou only need a single grain To end a life in abominable pain." Borrowed of him, clean bottles three In two pours the poison he The third is clean for him to drink And to his fellows he retreats

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Why make a short story long? "Let us be merry. Drink the wine And afterwards his body will be bury May we bask and laud" Desperately lost in this sea of stolen, squalid riches And with that word it happened by chance He took a bottle in which the poison danced And drank and gave his fellow drink as well From which they both began to swell Oh, the final act of loss Entwined in golden vines, tempted with a kiss A sealed fate, a gruesome end For death is what they deserved Adorned with acrid vile, a trophy of deceit Box up their sinner bones, into the crystal tomb Let the world see their plight Forever branded villains and rejected by Christ Death is all that makes them equal This, a glass coffin burial Avicenna wrote in no cannon for fell More wonder signs of empoisoning Then had these wretches met at their end Thus ended be these murderers two And eke the false empoisoner also Despicable vermin buried without a coin Linking divine spirit with bestial flesh Humankind thus a monstrous creation Oh, cursed sin! A traitorous homicide! Oh wickedness! Oh, thy gluttony of luxury and lust! What of thy creator? Thou blasphemer of Christ Alas mankind! How may it betide?

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

The blade has swung, demonic force A soul so dark it draws dead flesh from the grave Unhallowed hex upon the cross There is no baptism, only burial Beware the curse is closing in Gluttony blooming and you can't escape it The hidden twist within our tale Is the assailant simply greed itself? To drown in florins, morals impeached An early grave you are ready to meet Another life is lost tonight At the hands of scythe in the dark The scythe in the dark You shall be left where the weed decays Rotting in gold A child's world, an elder's prompt Does your mind not show you misdirection? Or maybe Death can claim the kill The dead will join him before the gates of hell Why should those who bath In filth and famine show concern for their own rotting flesh? Think about your life before death gives it meaning Ivory claw, a corpse in dirt Purge the earth, to reclaim your soul You shall be left where the weed decays I am the ghost that roams within the forest You shall be left where the weed decays Rotting in gold The blade has swung, demonic force A soul so dark it draws dead flesh from the grave Unhallowed hex upon the cross There is no baptism, only burial

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

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Deficient in body, depraved in soul A sterile spirit with unholy goals "O Lord, in churches when I preach I deliver a scornful speech" Christ's holy work "And after that I tell my tales Of patriarchs and cardinals" Stir them to devotion, pray for their sins "Bring forth my crystal stones Crammed full of cloth and fake vestige As I confess… Radix malorum est cupiditas" Wretched impure ghoul Masquerading as trustworthy Looks deceive, "I am The Pardoner I will preach against the vice Which that I use, o avarice Fearing me Now take heed and part with gold" "I, depraved in soul A sterile spirit with unholy goals Posses a bone that heals dying animals, a miracle" "And after that I tell my tales Of patriarchs and cardinals" Stir them to devotion, pray for their sins Hold out my hands of faith Pray for their sins The wonders of the Holy Ghost Sacrificing men, leaving widows in the village "I, the wretched impure ghoul Masquerading as trustworthy Looks deceive, "I am The Pardoner I will preach against the vice Which that I use, o avarice Fearing me, now take heed" "Bring forth my crystal stones I take from those without a coin I preach and beg, I must have florins Fine wine for me Child starvation Sons of sin, let them sleep "Hearken and lord, to conclude No pardon will save your soul" "I am a fraud I preach for nothing but covetise" "My tale I will begin"

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025