The Birth of Misery

Lamia's love Stolen from the gods hearts One day she went down from the abyss She lost her wings in the storm's affection And got married to despair On the cold abyss On the breasts of dark marrige Love cried A weeping that fertilized The womb darkness Among the ties of despair The one who shouldn't be born Cried out for his life Through the tears of a child With a monstrous face Masked by shame Through Lamia's belly Arose the cursed flesh Of her children Children of shame Devour life to you denied Purify your essence In the arms of vengence On the blood bed Children of Lamia Claim your part on the banquet In pain's refinement Find your delight Find your relief In the torment of flesh

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

In a world without soul I live Where I walk between th darknesss life which makes me cry cry tears of blood Look around me Naked bodies suffering Pleading for flesh And their faces disfigured In you beds, zombies Search for flesh Call me to death They want to invade my soul And suddenly the father of darkness appears Bringing pain and fear I try to run away but I can't I'm in your hands I request the pardon at this valley of tears I walk for centuries in a search of light The darkness pursues me Now I'm the fallen angel My sad walk in search of life Of flesh, of blood in this dark world Where I'll spend my eternity Crying tears of blood.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

In the erect tower of flesh and nightmares in the entrails of the libido of lovers Corroded, lust excruciated her belly filthy And from her blood created the carnal flower From the flames of desire, From the libido of the salamandras Surfaced the prostitute of pain The devourer of souls The Succubus serpent Succubus you lead from the places of pleasure To the place of pain Suffocating beasts between the legs Blaspheming curses in the whispers Succubus, the poison from your lips Excruciates the guts of the lovers, The cruelty of your thorns make the pure dreams bleed. Oh, impure prostitute of avernus your throne is the sacrificed Blood in the turpes orgies Your balance if flash and your kingdom Is the entrails of lust Pleasure and pain are your name Iron and flesh are your essence oh, Succubus

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

In silentio Mortui canti Cum mortua lingua Charon arcanum mihi Illacrimauit In terribus Malorum Somniorum In oculis uultorum Vidi domum arcani Cantata a floribus Cocyti In speculo lacrimarum Vidi labella nigra Dominatrix lethes Domina urbis doloris Mater sticis Charon dixit me Qui arcanum vitae Est misterium mortis Omnia initium, finem In labellis matris sticis Hebeunt Charon arcanum mihi Illacrimauit et Ergo interii

Dark and gloomy night I cross secret passages Wolves thirsty for blood pursues me World of illusions wich tortures me Earth time farther from you Far from everything And closer to our souls Dark and gloomy night Walking through strange places Searching for my love My soul lost Far from this rotten world Where everything is purer and farther I try to find you in the silence of the night Broken silence A shout in the dark A voice whispers about your pain

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

In misty gloomy daydreams Flickers among sighs In the winding flesh undulation In the gentle convusion of a lecherous dance A feminine spectrum actrum Sinister synchronization Viper movements Twisting in desire spirals Among black robes A woman's silhoette Reveals legs, arms and marble breasts Lecherous hands that slips Between the caresses and the sores Feet that don't touch the floor That walk in a semi-materialism In the sphere of dreams In the sphere of dreams.. In dreamlike places Hung on profane minuetto In the gloomy macabre Between the teeth of pain And the claws of pleasure In the locks of night And within madness Dances magna lady Dances the night nymph Winding such as sulphuric Smoke from corpses Pale as an air demon Adn treacheous as a ignis fatuus A bone retine frames Honouring the tortured dancer That in front of my eyes Takes off the shroud I cover her The coldness of her empty orbits And her leprous flesh In the bone dance I find her arms In ecstasy I lose myself in a kiss Finding The coldness from the lack of lips, In the affections of a without flesh skull.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

In the horizon loneliness waits fot us I walk through empty and dark streets Where the sound of wind has the smell of death The sun is dying, with its life I'm paying the price for my greed In a place where pain and fear dominate me Eternal loneliness, when will it end? My sick body Can't carry its sin In this valley of death I let the rage of darkness carry me Wondering alone I can see yours souls Trying to find an explanation They don't know what they're doing But I fell that they cry Now we're immortal ghosts Trying to find the way out in our bodies We're like vampires In search of eternal life

Nuptias peccati Stylus algens In carni somnii cantauit Voluptia doloris Saltauit in corpo clamoris Carmen ferri Lacrimas amori Cum spirito Lucis flebilis laudauit Nymphae cancri Ex barathri a caelo In sphaeris Somnii vagant Ad vagores tristes Ad exspiratione Carnium mortuarum Stylus algens Stylys nigrus Stylus clamorium lacerauit Cantum ferri In carnibus somnii Et Illacrimauit In festo doloris In festo hymni carnibus.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Tearful eyes, exhausted, reflecting Starinf ar the gloomy, empty, cold night On the eyelids, dismal elthargy The heart's passin begind to exhaust The entire life briefly consumes itself For one dies a little while one sleeps... Dark shadows, sinister dreams Heavy gates for putrid nightmares That my bed of sad thoughts Thirstily watch over in a Way that I can't stoop them Flying fast violating the world's veils Reality and illusion unite Themselves in dirty bonds Distant outcries echo in darkness Screams of pain scattered in the air Laments in the wind, night sorrows Night outcries of excruciating pain Melodic music misterious melancholy Femnis funereal songs in the cold night The laments of the night are motherly weepings Through the birth of horrors in unmoving buds, The pale mother of my macabre fears Excruciates the filthy fertile belly in disenchantments Bringing nightmares and unknow fears In the form of fetid, fatal, torn foetus The darkness baby sins of human lives Appears the light in buds of nascent degradation Children like skulls, currupted children Echoes of the birth of a sick world Children of the repressed fury. Mrs funereal Here are the heirs of the depraved human misery