Metamorphignition

Lost and wandering through a labyrinth of pyre Unable to bathe in the slumber Tricked by the torture tongues of liars Staggering a gait A jagged meander that rips like splinters To a path of disenchantment Crept away among comatose hallways of encampment These hands mimic the grasp of claws They ache in nail peeling murmurs Stained red to the palms From picking at the scabs on the face of reality It stares unblinking, all fathoming Peeking through Swayed from the other side I see a light Through slits beneath its eyelids I can hear gasps from other eons Deprived of the flicker Granted by eyelid convulsions He's been scratching the surface again Like the breath of ages I've yet to seek Solder the flesh to stop the leaks I am the altar Watch as I shine Baptized incantations The pyre my shrine I am the altar Ignite from inside Skingraft hieroglyphics Burn me alive Arch of the back lays tallies from the scraping He's been picking slowly at the walls that encompass all Carve the cuticle to the bone The cornea branches red the lids that never fall And still no progress these walls bellow deeper The bricks still linger and scoff at his fingers To be free, to seek the unsought To grasp realities tongue and writhe into its throat The night it swells a silent empire Time calls for Cyrix to sing Amongst a kerosine choir Carve the words upon the flesh A living canvas of script doused cryptic A torso of sanskrit pivots All shrouds shall be lifted vivid I am the altar Watch as I shine Baptized incantations The pyre my shrine I am the altar Ignite from inside Skingraft hieroglyphics Burn me alive... I know that I must burn

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Soaking in the mists of cremation Embalmed within the grasp of flame Count the crows that peck through the dilations Destiny leans in and through her Vaporous lips she unveils her name It is time to stand upon the altar Prick the skin to its platelets Flame it dances like a fleet of knives to Draw upon his flesh To commence this odyssey upon his death These walls tie Their rapture tight Riding a thousand points of white light into A screaming abyss of beautiful cacophony Flame wrought dimension projection A shard wave passage into wonderful agony Drosophilia mindscapes Take me further than realms bound infinite A sonic metamorphosis of consciousness casting him further away She sings with a tongue of sulfur An ember filled gaze that stays raging bright Her kiss is a carving caress Cutting deeper through the flesh Holding tight to vascular curtains I've been burning for some time now Reality opens its mouth A swan dive into laughing prisms Galloping their lightning stride They shatter to a million pieces Cyrix projects from his body Long since laughing at the needles Scattering fragments of the grand beyond Now it breaks apart Riding a thousand points of white light into A screaming abyss of beautiful cacophony Flame wrought dimension projection A shard wave passage into wonderful agony Drosophilia mindscapes Take me further than realms bound infinite A sonic metamorphosis of consciousness casting him further away

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Awakening amongst the shadows of the unknown Her singing seduces Ears rings in a temple of ancient magnificence Risen statuesque forms that taper Ever brilliant shades caress like a brick throne in truth A doorway awaits in which to traipse The parallels of mystery the secrets of magnitude Spill from her mouth reminiscent of her hue I am what has been sought for for ages Chapters of radiance spill from my pages Some die for me as I remain ageless Some kill in desperate rages I am the warm embrace of the mother Split from the eyes and thee shall discover I come in two forms not separate for this is The highest degree of the permeating Life force that is Cloaked behind a veil Carry their harmony into ears That devour their vowels Only to want more Shed their diatribes into effervescent Eyes mirroring the sky, a mistress of the wind “Who are you?” Amoria… Lights cut to the pupil Draping gaze upon the sight Of unblinking eyes Words sung like sweet destruction Of convulsing spectrum weaving into one Sightless mind Grasping for answers with a shivering spine Sweeping rays of gilded light Summon to her temple divine sight Spiral out in shining transition Her essence is the sacred song of wisdom I am what has been sought for for ages Chapters of radiance spill from my pages Some die for me as I remain ageless Some kill in desperate rages I am the warm embrace of the mother Split from the eyes and thee shall discover I’ve come to decode the inscriptions of your flesh Shadows behold the catacombs of light… She left

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

The stones begin to melt unto branches Altar top cracks split to her eve of bent scratches Light from behind ceases to escape Leaving to enter forests standing in jagged menace Iced blades hang agleam pointing their taunt as The gallows red horizon dies into winters shade Screams swallowed in the shadows Grown into the belly of hate No flesh is safe in this place of stabbing reveries Among the flames of suture Cast unto destinations maze “There are two, I and her We are the antithesis complete in our respite We are bound to the mercy of our whims” Her woods have long been blackened And chromed to a crystal degree Ravens held standing in the mists This canopy of claws Hungers for wine of bleeding jagged limbs Malevolex enters A wing of abstract shards hisses for a perch Bleeding tones over hooded gowns She tangles to her lurch She says “Dark sided wandering In my branches are we know?” Lifting a broken glass smirk and gurgling starkly Weaving your truths beyond the doorway of cosmic ideals All universe creeping ever seething in its undertow Your visions burned into the sightless web of seeing lives The reasons grasp the ever weaving swarm of heaving flies She stands bloodshot sifting like magma Staining half ben pouring vile plasma They came together and fulfilling one another In thought and deed Blue for the side gleaming truth sent Their being separate in its entity Two parts to the same cycle The universe knew them as An alchemy of unity The spectrum light shading all As above, so below The living and seething space between the poles

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

The machine that festers its offspring into the heart of man It summons beckoning to the temple of faith Shining a beacon to grip control in wanting minds Together they spread slavery into pristine disguise Of fountains spreading red Awaiting in halls carved of beating hearts that curtain the windows What’s left of them fall but those who convulse behind the machine Fear the power it gives so they breed manipulations Chains that bind the spirit and the mind Enter into this wall crawling fever dream The chapel in shackled cloaks shook wide eyed Beneath the pews the knees bent backwards As candles sweat into stigmata held reservoirs “I welcome you to this sanctuary” Said the scalpel stalking priest Its hands fitted with knives as it caresses its congregation They stood paralyzed Testaments mangled to authorities Feeding illusive lords Confessions to the ears of traitors Blinded flock forged enlightened will Deformed for the hold of the Blade grasp priesthood Praying in pools of pastoral lust under The disguise of her shifting eyes a blur Sewn with fear came together for Greater good of the masters lore They appeared before singing conjuring hymns of old Suited in its cold thread Awaiting in halls carved of beating hearts that curtain the windows What’s left of them fall but those who convulse behind the machine Fear the power it gives

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Emerging from skeletal canopies Mask lit embers peering through the carves Rusted fingers begin to purge Through the silhouettes of ether Crafting an end to the elements Sawing the branches to dust Speaking a beginning to empires Grasping upwards their geometry Encompassing a snarl of tapestries Here is a machine that toils its rapture Mounting its abrasions on the corpse of humanity Iron sided tears feed its mask of skeletal masterpieces It rips to pieces all it touches And so it feeds on all that spills It is the force of all that plunders A heaving city forged of steel Wreaking its havoc upon the burial ground That soaks away the fumes of life The machine grinds away Destroying as a means to an end Ripping away light that snaps apart like bright ligaments Once attached to the body of reason This is a city thats feeds upon The sunrise leaking clawline to the Forest grasping at its tracts To suckle its bile flacking auras It hungers in darkness for those who lapse into its frenzy Draining horizons of catching spectacle And shoving them full of its choking exhale Curses that claw at the cradles of nurture Camouflaged to pierce the armor of nature As the chains of disgust hang from its iron viscera Hemorrhaging eyes rolling back words in orgiastic havoc It welled tears of acid rain and Malevolex lurched to comfort As it spoke from sewer grated eyelids casting at its yellowed pupils In the way of a quest existential The machine grinds away Destroying as a means to an end Ripping away light that snaps apart like bright ligaments Once attached to the body of reason The slave to all war and consequence rolled its tongue beneath the sun It slid bolt carved teeth into conversation "We are all chained from underneath those within the shadowsphere, They will drag us through gilded flames of greed and fear" "Your flesh reads this tragedy and you wear it like the walls they build Break them down, and through destruction brings creation's will"

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Moving toward daggered clocks spinning crucifix diameter Facades lit her face a decree captured ominous She knew the destination and the hands of inward cloaking The light that whispered psalms unto its captor of invoking Sunrise bent eclipse To its fevered imagination of denial Asphyxiated on martyrs Bludgeoned by interpretations Of the nations spilling from their pores A change is imminent Barbed and curling outwards Caught in the esophagus “I beckon you closer” Were his declaration carved in thorns “They say the end is near” So I will swallow it all and stare blindly at the sun Until my own self inflicted exile “Leave me be in solitude, I must sate the crying bleakness” It whispered Burning from the inside out Like holy pages caught in wildfire What I show you are truths bled from lies No time to sleep incubate open wide Carved of ignorance let the parasite inside You will find bliss will shade the iron curtains blind Wild eyed exploration casts a crawl to its rant Writhing in lunatic glances to his swelling breath The laughing prophet shrieks of doom Spoken static mastication Soothing with a butcher’s touch His sermon speaks of vile elation Breathing catches ashen spells Spawning in cavities burrowed like wells

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

“Now we must leave you” she said Scattering their perch to float like Leaves that retreat onward past The horizons captive visions Vanished into dispersions Projecting into bleak excursion Cyrix walks among the cracks of this decimated land Sands of wasted monuments like pillars of the dead Sheathing and cracking The sun beat desert floor an diamond crested sky With stone hands peeling back Carriers of times anomaly Breaking apart and realigning This desert is an hourglass Its sands fall through holes in the double helix Crystalline grains pour upon the monuments Only building them ever higher Sucking dry the life force inertia On for miles in baked clay silence Into the distance peering the sight of the desert The dead landscape lurching to a halt infinitely Destination is a penance for a journeys perjury A sight is seen inside a forming myriad of deadening On into the infinite they reach into a sea of depth Draping massive curtains blowing red into the dragons breath They reach into the sky hanging From celestial vines guiding Carriers of times anomaly Breaking apart and realigning Shining through eternity This desert is the hourglass Its sands fall through holes in the double helix Crystalline grains pour upon the monuments Only building them ever higher This desert is times final staircase Nothing escapes the grasp of its ruin Onward treading into the withering fade We all march here eventually Take hold Cyrix Behind drape curtains Lies the one immutable center Now invoked Skies open Fall inside Go within

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Now caught in lapsing grandeur The curtains part into sun The cosmos delighted expression Started were the end nears Gripping tangles to breath out Seas uncharted and swallowed whole For endless shadows away from the cracked hands Throwing Cyrix headlong Into the shadow web illuminated Drawn forth to swan dive into the matrixsphere Crashing into fractal vapor trails At the edges of eternity Its riptide still lingering The ocean inter dimensional It sways through him Pulls him into its threads Currents electrified Rearing toward the future Pulling him apart at the speed of light Cornering the distant iridescent beams Within each breath A crawling scream to the meta universal coils In the pupil of a creature thriving Its marvelous alchemy Infinite wings conducting life with its finesse “I am the omnipus The sea of eternal flux is the seed and the womb Let it rip you into its embrace” Gripping the sutured remains of reality The omnipus expands its arms in perfect symmetry Convulsing into an infinite stream It writhes into the lattice Shooting through the metatron’s cube Mindscape star gate matter Feeling the elated pulses of platonic solids As they exhaled dark matter fractal pyramids Endless curtains of DNA strands binding the infrared Crystal spirals of energy swelled toward invisible landscapes The karma code carving upon the genetic matrix Into the highest echelons of freedom it unfurled and it began to speak “The truth rings deep inside At the core of your inner being But at first you must let attachment to planes Fall through fleeting grip” Linear time illusions collapse as electric spinal fluid drips Folding over energetic time waves spirit unhinged It held creation from the sine waves forming life In perfect silence forming answers all within

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

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Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025