Extance

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It's only grief and pain, the ugliest disease The hierophant is praying to the gallows The only dread and grim and suddenly he freezes The Great Redeemer, the future trap The scars and promises, against the Seraphim The blood is leaking like the time in history Disgrace and sickness, a pleasure with no feel A choice of death, a path to nil And only shapes remain to defend them Like a tale with never-ending end A life with innocence, the only savior The fearless hunter, the timeless trip For those who felt, for every deceiver and martyr I am here to justify the sins... No one will follow the signs This journey is just loneliness and fear Aenaon The Endless Bound Aenaon The Cosmic Sound Wrapped in cocoon of mortal and endless oblivion Only the flesh reminds the link Scars of human emptiness The angriness diverted into creed Aenaon The Endless Bound Aenaon The Cosmic Sound I hear no will, I see no marks, It's this journey that outlines my past I am Nothing, I am Everything, I am always more than I feel Dragged in sin, former believers Plague and wax shroud all the cells The road of purity, the death Cast in stone, future and nowhere In the womb of gravid land Gates of past, the flow of dimension The fearless hunter, the timeless trip

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

She was born in shades Dressed with the mantle of night Marching between the filth Compromising with faith She was the grail of lore Covered with primeval needs Haunting every sick thought Satisfying their will Disorder Disease Identity Opposite Stigmatized Duality Grau, grau, grau Only flesh and nothing more Needs to purify the soul With the scars of an obscene life Grau, grau, grau As the spirit dived in dope It's the temple of the sins Metamorphosis in idols with ecstasy Master of its own self Above the level of shame Disavowed even by hell Spitting every face In the night she's marching Stalking for flesh and hope Nothing and never more Will not be changed to the bone Contrast Cruelty Diversity Compromised Parasite Quest for dignity Grau, grau, grau Only flesh and nothing more Needs to purify the soul With the scars of an obscene life Grau, grau, grau As the spirit dived in dope It's the temple of the sins Metamorphosis in idols with ecstasy Hear my damned soul The ritual of night collapsed In earthly paradise I search for the light Grau, grau, grau Grau, grau, grau As the spirit dived in dope It's the temple of the sins Metamorphosis in idols with ecstasy

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

God has been heard to speak in many enraged remorses High, high from the blasphemous peak the paradise was built with corpses God has been heard to end in life there no trust or pity Blamed and nailed, the sins from past full of god's guilty In the vortex of scarlet demise, the seeds of unbelief creations excelling from murders, excelling from lies, this is the road of internal damnation The scars of a brain in the torment of haze, depressed without execution deranged of ambitions, a god to extinction, the terror of witness confession Without sense all the shapes of deceiver, a madness with no cause Every time for the crown, the Redeemer, will he break the moral laws The labyrinth of mind from the believers, a vortex full of clones In the madness of god and fever, the dimension of fraud In solitude, he drowned surrounded by thousand slaves A measure for flesh and soul the art of seven days And he paints marbling graves, around the land of fake idols He despised the words and prophecies And binding the inmost desires. Hither, thither, oh fearless masterless Hither, thither, grounded by angriness [2x] Without sense all the shapes of deceiver, a madness with no cause Every time for the crown, the Redeemer, will he break the moral laws The labyrinth of mind from the believers, a vortex full of clones In the madness of god and fever, the dimension of fraud God has been heard to weep intended of falling forever Blind and lost by design of will of trash and unwashed guilt God has been reap

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Ermudet vom Tode, ich werde mich ewig qualen This man, pale, walks the path of fiery dawn, Dressed in black, falling apart from the shadows of the boughs For aeons, wearied and doomed with breaking idols the end is strange, oblivion and faith, from the ruins he is reborn For the new life, we‘re kissed by the viper We yearn a divine path of death Spreading the haze of the night with our mantle Immortals in eerie silence Dreams pressed upon him, in times before the sins The breath is old, wrapped in cold black shivering This curse will be forever, like the coffins under sail Life is like a candle, and will always fade away We are the conquerors of life, covered with shining tears the mysteries of death, will always be ours We are out of the world without moral sense surrounded by anger and weariness Der Mude Tod For the new life, we‘re kissed by the viper We yearn a divine path of death Spreading the haze of the night with our mantle Immortals in eerie silence Blessed are those who redeem the explorers of faith, you and I only exist, one shape

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

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The descent from the vault shows itself to be infinite Transcendent and complete revealed an attribute of divinity Sidereal zones of waste another one garden of silent guilt Religious supremacy sense the land of gnosis under the human beliefs The shining orb of the moon, the human race and the wild beasts by earthly limbs and flesh This fusion mass brings the world to birth When everything has been tried in vain, like the storm of modern duality Marching in existence the whole heaven shouts and shakes The mankind was born of the waters now it's time to return in flames The stars are set beyond death and heaven looked upwards for the human race. Nailed in centuries, the fall of crest and crown for all the fires are dim, our souls are still in bounds And through all varied smoke and cries, the roaring of the sun, The noise of little lives and brave, reflects the steps so far Doom and Hope Denial and Fate Regret and Return Hail! Hail! [2x] In a cosmic reflection, immortals we will be against the laws of gravity, we climbed and disappeared Nailed in centuries, the fall of crest and crown for all the fires are dim, our souls are still in bounds And through all varied smoke and cries, the roaring of the sun, The noise of little lives and brave, reflects the steps so far "Some are hung splayed out, exposed to the empty winds, some are plunged in the rushing floods - their stains, their crimes scoured off or scorched away by fire. Each of us must suffer his own demanding ghost. Then we are sent to Elysium's broad expanse, a few of us even hold these fields of joy till the long days, a cycle of time seen through, cleanse our hard, inveterate stains and leave us clear ethereal sense, the eternal breath of fire purged and pure. But all the rest, once they have turned the wheel of time for a thousand years: God calls them forth to the Lethe, great armies of souls, their memories blank so that they may revisit the overarching world once more and begin to long to return to bodies yet again." [From The Aeneid, Book VI (First, the sky and the earth) by Virgil]

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Where the water has vanished, in the heat of the day this world is bare and divides the fleeting rains This is the land of gods in exile, here the death of man remains in silence We walked into the desert buried into the sand They still die in this desert alone in this land Their graves mark this land of no water looking out of miles, the wind beyond eternity What morbid grievous infinity of distance such horror hovers all over the scene The mighty spirit full of angry and bitterness the dust behind in sunlight and mist Endlessly flowing the yellow sand digging graves with our bare hands [2x] In a virgin sky the sun already dead the desert, the desert, the desert I feel we hang our death and rest in peace Cursed be the gold, cursed be the gods the desert, the desert, the desert I feel we hung our skin and disappeared As it came through the anguish, as it came through the fear burning skies crown the cities of sand A thousand years of wandering remained in silence We prayed into the desert buried into the sand They still die in this desert alone in this land Alone in this land We yell under the stars We dreamed into the desert, the Kingdom has come The only heritage, lost souls and scars

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

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Don't stand at my grave and cry, The human mind can't conceive the substance Within these borders no one other exist Don't mourn for the bravery and freedom Only reapers, reaping the wisdom I force the matter to collide with my mind On the dreadful moments something sparkles inside me On the dreadful omens, there is nothing you can't redeem I don't accept this depth of time, so brief The future wounds and sudden grief Inside the body of the elder gloom This picture gave me infinite relief The desolation and the sorrow for those who died, or those who are The only fellow, a rusty gallows just vicious night, thick like death Dig and watch - Just stones and soil Dig and wonder - It's necessary end Dig and hear - The rhythm of the silence and whisper the funeral blues Keep fresh the grass upon the grave, These roots will always be my chains, Like spoils of death are shining with awe. By this cell I drowned in the waves, a body like ship is ready to sail, Which is the quest I ask? Just to be wrecked… This scream is not yours, the dead do not lie in your soil, they become birds and trees delivered from mortal flesh No one can see the light, no one can feel The generations yet to come You're not the one, you’re not the one Always pretending, to be able to live the endless path of death Coming and going, day and night, descending to earth How do you confront life and death, virtue and fear? This vision that every time burns inside, will continue forever...

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Suddenly life turns around from the blackened interior sky A race full of empty bounds, a dream without the old and dark seraphim eye A trail of forsaken souls Doomlight Nightsource The journey of spirituality It's always the pain that floats to the ground A masquerade of eternal... Dawncrest Mistdome The loss of depressed morality Coldborn Oathbounds The centuries of mankind withered again Fear and time The perfect rhyme The crumbling walls come forth for the palindrome for the palindrome The ageless why Spirits from far away The sorrow with a sigh will swallow all the gales For the palindrome Where the breaths sedate, Bent the mortal bow (of sins) A structure of escape Will set mankind in hate downfall and pure decay Who will unlock the lands beyond our death And who will crush the gate of the chains Behind the speechless doors dreams watch and break Fear and time The perfect rhyme The crumbling walls come forth for the palindrome for the palindrome The ageless why Spirits from far away The sorrow with a sigh will swallow all the gales For the palindrome Creep through the gates Where comets with fiery trails Embrace the divinity Stargazers of life and death All heavens are sealed Dwellings near urns A small vessel in abyss Thin hands are reaching for the flames To enlighten (the godsend race) The seasons do not change for the mass begotten and blessed are all the sufferers All the fields lie above the empty world springing up from tombs and then they fall and they fall, at the end of the beginning in a life's palindrome, palindrome Into the night it chases the fire across the shadows pointed so far, and wide in life's torch The souls sleep, over the reflection of the wanderer's times and wars The idols, foreshadow the plague and wrath of incarnated leaps Spacetime Wrathvine Devotion of ethereal zone Frostrite Mournhymns the stars of inhuman throne Bloodscars Galestars the future drowned, hopeless and weak Graverush Thornblast into the whirlpool of cyclone's life (nípson anomímata mi mónan ópsin)

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025