Ad Interitum Funebrarum

The soul of the dead ruler might climb to the sky drawn their sins suspended on helical tombs in foreground rises the creepy shape of the unholy ones larvae's covering waiting for rebirth's sign enter an encysted hibernation Empery's necrofarmers cultivate these inseminoids but what they do with their harvest lifeless no one knows even if they will see the light of day immerge their scabbards on glacial calabooses enter an encysted hibernation A memmified oval spheroid emulsify at the archaic towers beside the vast upper regions the started the crooked devolution Evanesce the unfruitful heatless conservation on encapsulation glorify their cavernous necrotheism they will never conquer my astral body.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

When you deserve the dark darkly entety disappear dissolution of my soul ritualist evoke the fear Fearful to oblivion asstrum ritus scelestum Ramulous way of the undying a rapture in taciturn Argentum vivum Asstrum Argentum shade void from death, vertex from kabalistic tree to serve the wise soul, smash mortal gleaams insane looking that way, the way you idolize rejection of the light, idolize the sephirah Fratres obscuratum templum microprosopus tiphereth, geburah, vesod quod inferius Fratres noctis exercitum quem immensa planities vix caperet abhominibus consulendum est domini Descending macaber delights abismal lucidity show me the presence I loose the conscience from the past lordly initiation of golden down Exordium caeremonia whereby rase adeptus minor there is no elixir for death there is only one way to our immortality

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

She's possessed by demoniac ordeal Lemuria's witch into mysterious lake she frequently gets angry for blood atrocities is her cult of love An ancient statue recovered from the eerie ritual, a vampyir's nest she always gave me her frozen skin plagued by spell, she's the death it self All she wants is your hand on fear when she mutates her exceedingly form is revived the tie of entrails La Sorella Di Satana She glares through the blackness mistress over dead souls with the void in which she floats who blesses our chilling zone La Morte Vivante!!! Radiant goddess of dead moons dea triformis of deus azrael queen of ghosts, controller our harvests ultimo infierno dei morto vivendi Unearthy coldness express her eyes mystifying a funeral of filth condemned by the king of flames when she refused to join the light.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Sear and black wind, pervert until you soul expeller of wretched matter, expand the real world funnel inspire the pains, countless dims of subconscious the sight of ghouls around your space, did you hear the serpent's lament?? The dust impregnated into quiet wind, a smaze of enchanted evening where sunserves of Legba circle, prepare the nuptial flight in terra demorto mundi, the men fell silent the great snake was coming, then there was a petro rite Wails will despise, on the river of the thorns flow that joy of death, reveal Damballah's face anxious for young blood, needless, pins & caves sinuosity curse at midnight, dance of dolls The secret of all serpents, not permite the riest restore their hideous plasma, all spirits descends to earth corps from exu are in serpentary, penetrate all opened tomb the sight of ghouls around your space, did you the serpent's lament? ...and then they called softly: Papa Ghede...

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

To palido rostro en tu sombrio perfil Refleja la lugubre penuria del ser Humano, hacia 1348 hacinabas muertos Por decenas y tu vida era la muerte, arrebatassste la flor de mi vida Pero aun asi me funesto deseo es adorarte In the desolation the whole, scenario, the only sound is the constant Moaning of the wind, overhead the immense sky is hazy black and resurgence Of life is over. La muerte negra, spreads her ehinous wings and descending Against human race, gathering of pale flowers, flowers on black veil People sleep in suffering everyday Trionfo della morte As a crack in mankind Thus, completing their cycle In vitae in morte di horta funebra No one will deny that bleakness, on symptom of the seventh doomplague Terrestrial calvary mirrored a paradise in debris and sweetmisery regina Matter putrefactio, the hadez followed with her a precious ange with Fluttering dismay, seemed to become an enormous teratoid Ad interitum funebrarum Having recaptured the gloomy feeling The insight it gave me as appallaing abyss is still Vivid to me until my death

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 10, 2026

Nocturnal ancestor now I'm here Baka we'll return I'm starting reborn Baron Samedi, Houngan of the birth I deny a bland tomb here me biometry's sovereign I'm walking on a sea of pain now you've got this defunct spectral alive outside that shroud I'm stand on this land I'm a serf and I admire you I'm undead, don't hate you I'd like to despise you wrapping on... obsequies of insanities insitu of possible returns hill of uncontrol repose point of unlimited reappear Raw suerb criminel mundane maitre carrefour Summoning dias trouforban recidivist loadiabs Mortuus Infradaemoni Washy obsecration I'm still alive where they created the zombies Damballah-wedo Legba petro, zobop, zobop shadow of simbi, damballah tak us damballah protect us, ogu and ague kulev, kulev-o, bilobilo bilobilo Raw suerb criminel mundane maitre carrefour Summoning dias trouforban recidivist loadiabs I'm a serf and I admire you I'm undead, don't hate you I'd like to despise you wrapping on... obsequies of insanities insitu of possible returns hill of uncontrol repose point of unlimited reappear

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Dweller of denser gloomysphere I'm the hate and malevolence lost into congealing breath sustain the sap of noteless dryness my petty dream seemingly I'm into another limb hearslike instead of divine I saw my death watch (chorus) ...ego gigno lumen tenebrae autem naturae mae sunt... That is why I'm not afraid but I'm alone, pray for me Spheram de tenebras provide dislike the ownlight glorify my impure gravity tresspass proven placiedity I heard the graveyard's blare debacle of fictive used to capture your tears I'm not sad at all inhabitant of down below Horridas nostrae mentis purga tenebras accende lumen sensibus physique quam aetherium obscurium per obscurius macabra naturam protestatem in corpus nobis potius terribilis deusmortis Habentibus symbolum facilis est transitus in spheram de tenebras

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Inscious omnium rerum omnes sciant quorum interest sumnus est imago mortis id vos ignorare nolui Ad vitae aeternam ad perpetum rei memoriam major sum quam ut mancipium sim mei corporis mors propter brevitatem vitae Ad vitae aeternam ad perpetum rei memoriam ad infinitum Nunquam longe potest abesse nobis opus in umbris mortuorum est timor mortis Ex cathedra dixo mea umbra vos videtis vultus est imago amini ad posthumum.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

...Mortuum itstum componi corpore, spuiritu et anima, eumque natura elementorum omnium et obscuritatem assumisse... egosum qam sum de stirpe diabolica pro liberatione et dissoultione generis humani peccato captivati ex transgressione adae, naturam... we saw in it all the art of dread splendid procession of grieve gloam the blank wet without a grimy kind of dream, we could imagine ourselves throwing infinitive breavement, if I deserve to die... I'll die dejected ...In pax moriendi ...non prius conatus misericordia allis commovere quam misericordia sum ipse captus, per ignaviam magno metu novis opus est timor mortis... anima mortuus est secretus iignis nostrae philosophiae, oleum nostrum nostra opus macabra, sphera quam tenebrarum vocamus, transmutemini... mother of all miserables, take my deplored soul deflesh the ephemeral body, collect the bones and limbs put an end to my penury, mater misericordiae the ether of somber divinity, nostra gloria est.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

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