With the Pantheons Blind
Born of disharmonic sermons Phenomena of the deep Torn apart by phantom pains In shadows veiled, our tomb A language dead and dissonant Awakened from its sleep The ever-opening flower This pantheon of doom As we open the chasm The sleepless, ravenous void From the vortex of poisonous coldness Starving and blind, they storm Crowned with unimagined death Encircled, under siege The black impious gulfs Where no dreams reach The blind rage of our revolution As we drown in these halls Blasphemous, fathomless Manifested within these walls As we open the chasm The sleepless, ravenous void From the vortex of poisonous coldness Starving and blind, they storm Crowned with unimagined death Encircled, under siege The black impious gulfs Where no dreams reach Culture of shapeless dreams Abysmal (prismatic) fevered seas (distortions) Culture (prismatic) of shapeless dreams (distortions) Crowned with unimagined death Encircled, under siege The black impious gulfs Where no dreams reach
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 23, 2025
The pantheons blind Ravaged from thirst They tear through the skies Through the blackest of nights Violating rhythms Far beneath dead waves The shards of our culture Abandoned and arcane Our grave is the darkness Our own oblivion The silence pregnant With a labyrinth of tombs The ghost of man Haunts our ravaged tomb In this labyrinth of our doom... Disharmonic rapture From forbidden depths The cabbalistic scriptures Engraved eternal death And the pantheons blind Still tear through the blackest of nights The ghost of man Haunts our ravaged tomb In this labyrinth of our doom... (Hunger) the ghost of man (Eternal) haunts our ravaged tomb In this labyrinth of our doom... (Hunger) the pantheons (Eternal) ravaged and blind (Hunger) a labyrinth of tombs... (Hunger) they tear through the skies (Eternal) through the blackest of nights (Hunger) a labyrinth of tombs... (Hunger) they tear through the skies (Hunger) through the blackest of nights (Hunger) a labyrinth of tombs This labyrinth of our doom... This labyrinth of our doom...
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025
When the yellow dies under the velvet thoughts Blood-bubbles nestled in thorns I have traveled through suns, And the darkness of the end Now I surrender to the void And join with the pulse of the universe The world burns with worms of fire The world burns The beauty in twisted darkness Raped by the light of Christ We were not born to follow We don't need your guiding light I tear the skies with my bare hands There is no death for me The world burns with worms of fire Sun or animal, star or beast Alone all the way to the heart of Christ I'm free to die when I wish I'm born from scarlet songs And when the time is right I shall forever walk alone The beauty in twisted darkness Raped by the light of Christ Worlds end, through a thousand suns
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025
Born of disharmonic sermons Phenomena of the deep Torn apart by phantom pains In shadows veiled, our tomb A language dead and dissonant Awakened from its sleep The ever-opening flower This pantheon of doom As we open the chasm The sleepless, ravenous void From the vortex of poisonous coldness Starving and blind, they storm Crowned with unimagined death Encircled, under siege The black impious gulfs Where no dreams reach The blind rage of our revolution As we drown in these halls Blasphemous, fathomless Manifested within these walls As we open the chasm The sleepless, ravenous void From the vortex of poisonous coldness Starving and blind, they storm Crowned with unimagined death Encircled, under siege The black impious gulfs Where no dreams reach Culture of shapeless dreams Abysmal (prismatic) fevered seas (distortions) Culture (prismatic) of shapeless dreams (distortions) Crowned with unimagined death Encircled, under siege The black impious gulfs Where no dreams reach
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 23, 2025