United by Heathen Blood

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The powers of destruction fill my thoughts Pure rage as yet unforeseen Once my mind is at its death My reign shall forever be Victory - my soul has been destroyed Slaughter - of the countless hordes War - unites the strong to rise Torture - pure evil has been renewed My form's an untamed beast Roaming a land for which I do not care This existence is incomplete Until I taste the wines of their defeat Pain - I no longer can withstand Blood - I taste upon my lips Death - unto the shapes of flesh Hate - is what I possess

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 22, 2025

In these valleys roams my deceased soul Like the wolf of night it howls In memoriam of my sinned past My lust for desecration grows Cleansing of an ancient race Where beauty is in its bestial form The darkest coffin shall be my throne Before my lies visions of pain A dawning age of fear for shapes that are weak I taste their blood for it's now pure I'll drown my skin in my enemies' life I await for the holocaust My mind transforms - once flesh, now flame I show no fear for the holocaust

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 22, 2025

Scathing flames black as the night Transform into a powerful shape Black warriors in a cursed land Are embraced by the winters dusk Unholy trinities form beneath the stars They shall return from beyond these gates Horror and pain infect their skin As he steps from the mist Screams of pain sweep the enchanted lands By the red moons of Mordor Furious winds caress the robes Of the nine horned beasts His mortal foes are but destroyed From the ruins do they arise Savages from all foreign shores Will hear their tormented cries The flames of the fire contain nine darkened hearts All weak skin they wither and transform Unleashed powers as the ring is restored Eternal cremations where death is their strength The hymns of mourning and sorrow embrace the once world Pure evil forces infect these bitter winds

Submitted by The Void — Apr 22, 2025

I glare at what has become Under these darkened grey skies I cry out for my death To seek the land of horror and pain These piercing blades of steel Is the way for us to die The sword cuts through the sky But no cries are heard, not one I forever close my eyes Immortal I have become All life seeps from my skin My ambition is now complete I am the ruthless lord Of this ancient realm I spread this plague of fears As a saviour eternally damned In a world where the skies reign blood And the pitiful and weak are none All glory shall come again In these forms of purest black We praise the chants of war We slaughter the sick and weak Raise our swords to kill For our Reich of impurity and hate

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 22, 2025

Spawned from the Prime Material Plane Sent to punish nature entire The reptilian destroyer has been sent By the Gods to end this world He is a scaled biped A true killing machine With two horns upon his head and a lashing tail He has claws akin to steel And a reflective carapace He'll trample the weak under and foot His name is the Tarrasque He sends fear throughout the valley Though dormant half the turn He arises to annihilate the ancient ways of old His chest shall wield 100 gems and his body 10 magic shields His scales are like pure rock forged from the deepest Abyss Immunity to the heat and cold The weak shall paralyse with fear He devours from endless miles around No shadows from his sight Enshrouded in mystery A hideous abomination of God From the Elemental Princes of Evil A gift of no return A demon in a silver skin, a legend of forgone years The Tarrasque shall live again In the form of one whom is black The blood of carrion shall fall And devour holy flesh This land shall be cleansed of filth For he has the force of twelve His powers remain intact; the ancient myths won't die Spirit of a long forgotten past Leaving nothing in his wake Scaling the timeless landscape Destroying all with his bestial hate The horror for six is nigh The task is at hand The acts of mortal man are crushed by his fury and hate

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 22, 2025

My shadowed spirit has become a hollow void There is no solace nothing left but pain Forever I am called to cross into the unknown Yet there is a fear which I don't understand I must retreat from this grasp of life Embracing the dark, rejoicing in this pain Forever I'll roam in the realm of my God I shall escape all that I hate I am beyond their emotions I am at one with the dead Revile and despise the traditions of mankind Crush the barriers that enslave your soul And pass the gate to the netherworld Enter the realm where evil prevails I drift off into foreign worlds from the fear of mortal life Pains of steel sweep my arm; I seek the land where humanity dies The blade does caress my neck and the life flows from the wound No longer to be mortal, I'll now exist as a God

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 22, 2025