The Evil's Entrails

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I'm longing for silence I feel like sinking in it To escape from life Which like death Precedes me in every step of mine It is an imperious desire like the song of sweet muses Everyone succumbs to its charm Silence shrouds and shields me It fills up my lonliness I will ride the waves of wind In order to fly far away I will remain alone Nagging is the noise of melancholic memories Like a crown of thorns It has laid down on my heart Its screams of pain resound in my mind Soft silence Lymph of my reflections Nektar of my thoughts Inspirer of my most hidden dreams of escape.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Repetition of my behaviour Is an everlasting course of scenes That run after one another Fixed points of a vicious circle That I wasn't able to break Of a schematic existence As futile as my own behaviour My life is a long journey Through the desolate ways of time A course of infinite sensations within myself Companions of my destiny Unrelenting and obscure omen of death A sad certainty The sole step of my existence Which will make me alike those around me I've ever lived without thinking about it Jealously keeping within me The phobia of what will happen That morbid fear which day by day Has worn out my thoughts Rendering my life a slow agonizing suicide Giving birth to my deepest anguish Aware of not existing Revelation of the obscure omen Achievement of my destiny Now I realize I've never really lived I think over the infinity of things that I could have done But my courage failed Desires: never fullfilled Dreams: never realized Because of stupid fears I feel I have thrown away a lot of time that was at my disposal During the journey of my life Into the obscure abyss of forgetfullness and depression That journey which was not so long as I imagined

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

The eternal abyss Had called me back again Where your thirst for death Had never quenched Deceiving myself into thinking I could still help you While that demoniacal force Devoured you It was like asking me to get mad Repressing that same fucking agony Without restraints armed with so sharf blades Ready to kill at the first wrong move You insist on fighting but that evil force is inside you And you will end up by killing yourself You don't belong to this world Wishes too high to survive in this world You wish to fly free far away But you are a slave Chained by yourself by an inward sorrow And you are scared of crying Too many days spent to think over You were too weak to fight Even though I wanted to help you I could do nothing to let you fly away In the eternal nothingness you will wander about like a ghost When one day your certainties collapse But maybe is for that God you believe in That you have not committed suicide. To cut your veins It's so sweet feeling the blood overflowing Killing yourself is this what you really want ? Be damned accursed presence that rip,tear To pieces the mind and kill every breath of life That doesn't belong to you You won't triumph because that day It will be the rebirth And from the blood it will rise again That frail soul that now succumbs Unable to react

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

The sun is dying and the light with him as well Sadly embraced they drown far away The night rises again The dark mystery Falls softly on me With her innocent veil Crumbs of light stud her black mantle And playful figures spring up Invading the sky That black painting Depicted with stars As a living picture Renewed every night Let them admire What their eyes are unable to notice The immense and boundless infinite Hidden behind it As a wonderful dream destined to vanish completely Into a neverending burning horizon The sun and light die again Black and majestic the night comes back Oh sweet pale-faced moon Deathly pale queen of the obscure empire What you hide behind you Show me the secret for my eyes Show me the infinite spheres of light Jealously guarded by you Let me delight the immense infinite

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

From damp and beating abysses of oblivion I'm born again, from a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings and by fraud I will surround you too, I struggle convulsively. The blood flows and you only want: :to see it flowing awaiting for my help. From damp and beating abysses of oblivion I'm born again, from a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings. Why do you suffocate me? You hiss me in vain When you have invoked me. I will be your salvation And your damnation, as if I were your god! Why you suffocate me? You hiss me in vain, when you have invoked me. And the shouts of fame Will be heartrending barkings, I will lacerate his heart But you will savour the pleasure; always asking more and more. Every new dawn will be the delirious agony of mind. You called me from the deepest abyss of soul. Unware of how hugely beautiful and ravenous I was My freedom will be its detention And finally will be able to: :see it be in its death agony. Its blood so warm. You have never belived it. Why do you suffocate me? You hiss me in vain when you have invoked me. I will be your salvation And your damnation, as if I where your god! And here is the last rite With which you will savour the nektar of life! From a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings And by fraud I will surround you too I struggle convulsively. The blood flows and you only want: :to see it flowing awaiting for my help. From damp and beating abysses of oblivion I'm born again, from a viscid and filthy larva I open my wings. I will fall again into the eternal sleep untill a new call And by the following twilight more filthy and powerful, I will rise from the death, devouring human certainties of life and death.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Assailed by the relentless flowing of time I'm corroded by my thoughts. Dark spheres of fatal obsessions, black walls of thoughts lock my essence up imprisoned by the darkness, codemned in eternity to the infinity of my thoughts. Shadows of my life, nightmares of my existence. Reality of my reality. Twilight of joy. Twilight of joy, dawn of darkness. Obscurity of my feelings brings my mind to evanescent scratches of joy, now sad and distant memories: :through time, through moments: :through days, through years: :in the most futile measures of sorrow, in the completest obscurity. Mirror of my life. I await the coming of light in vain, tha joyful glitter of happiness that few times in my dreams I have perceived And that never : :Really: I will be able to admire.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025