The Work of Destruction
Beneath my filthy body burn the eternal fires Strings of suffering and ecstasy sharpen the sight I drank the herb of madness with the ruby liquid of revel While she showed me the wet flower of her open lips I gave her my prong full of boils, wales and scabs Like a scorpion's venom my semen filled her body With filth and blasphemous pleasure of my name She covered her whorish body that night. She's mine Meddened demons circle amidst lightings over ashes Of dead bodies of fucking lice Of whorish sons and whorish doughters Of measly kingdoms of plastic thoughts The black spirit spat from it's golden trumpet the melody that kisses the shadows Which excited get stronger and stronger and assume titanic shapes Filled with sexual scream of frenzy They plug the slippery naked wombs and mouths, and anuses
In the wet embrance of dreams I saw the leafless trees As they showed their branches writhing in pain And the old oak, so tired The lone witness of the passing time Grey clouds suspendet over it - so pregnant with wetness The nighty darkness Has defeated the drab of the day All vitality Has beed stolen by time In the wet embrance of dreams The sky so dark and so starry Among the stars they dance in the dark Flitting like big cats Stars are their eyes The eyes of the stalking predators In the wet embrance of dreams The diabolical revel has come upon me As a radiant swish of the flying demon It has rained with pearly hail On the moon-silvered forests of trees Covered with sparks of madness The space has floated me to the peaks of the mountains of oblivion Everything has faded in the deluge of scarlet and desire
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
I do not tread the edge 'Cause the edge I am The tormenting blade Which cuts the peace and virtue of ladies in white Their lives now live on my blades Black feathers and black coaches Thunders of pioson and diamond tongues of demons Which slurp on their virgin purity Holy whores and burning virgins I pluck you out of the flames and bless you
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Oh, demon, The demon of silence Silence whose soundless scream Kills every echo in itself Let the black crows fly Over grey shadows of wolves Let the tears shine like diamonds And the night music rock the hearts into moral sleep When the comets rift the black abyss of the sky Let the beast arrive on the teeth of thw wind To impregnate earthly woman Who will the bear the giants Let the chambers whisper to me Of terrible webs of mystery and darkness Le the driver of my soul's chariot arrive And with the silver liling laughter of the dwarves Accompany me to the other side of life And sentence the living to the grandest of pains The loneliness amidst my wrath
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
The sleeping lake of my spirit of oblivion Is flooded with the cold silver gleam of the moon The rivers of my painful dreams roar with thousands of hells The sea of death storms upon the tired coast of life The diamond lullaby showers the emerald bed with rubies Where once the amber love lay Now the stinking blasphemy of your bodies Drunk with the embrance of diabolical revel fire Sucks on your souls The faces are falling off Leaving the dead staring eyes And the grim grimace of polished skulls Where once the proud crowd treaded Of your children, fathers and your mothers On the carpet of broken bones Now walks the gang of skeletons dressed in rags In the end, the white gleaming desert is left Where my demon will build his throne
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
The work of destruction Has evolved from the seed of my hatred Poison has penetrated all of human life Into each deed, each thought Each dream and desire The mind of the world, sick and slow Separeted from itself The day is dark, the noon is cold The mind slips into delirium Never to depart The demonic webs of suffering Each tree standing Carries a dozen of veils When they grow together The web becomes a whitened roof And covers a labyrinth beneath Where forests stood before in patience Now there are fields of naked trunks and branches Dressed in the garland of the web Afterwards, there are only dry shards Then, there is only grey swamp Demons Their bodies blacker than the deepest shadows Shine with the reflected light The shapelessness of chaos of primeval fire Like large jewels of the giants The work of destruction has storm-slashed clouds Now they are raining blood Suffering breeds uncontrolled fear And envelops all in the cool, life-safe darkness
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Your terrifying vision of death In the terryfing land of ice Will be the cause of death Of the hearts and souls of your gods The winter storm - the legion of arctic spirits When gasping out their last breath They punished their minds with the nightmarish vision of hell The hell that dwells in the eternal frost At my whim the card of time and space Will contain the chaotic future
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Amdist the black of the night Awash with the silver winter brath Amidst the depths of snows Attired in the icy shroud You stand under the stars Gazing into the black eptiness Hearken! The wind has spoken One that carries the smell of death It weaves the stories of countless full moons Of dead worlds covered with mist of oblivion It tempts with the stories of keeps Cut in the granite cliffs Of distant icy domains You listen to stories And cross the gates of your last journey One that is filled with pain and desire Fuelled by grim moan of millennial forests You arrive at the end of your journey Fulfilling your destiny and fate
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
From the bed - clothes of heaven The stars are shooting like a radiant rain Invisible dreams on the ownerless world Crash against the crust of reality A white angel in my fiery bed And my restless soul between his legs Withered flowers and stale wine Can you feel the smell , the taste? When the dear tiredness descends upon you Lie down next to me In my fiery bed Whores writhing in the ecstasy of suffering and pain Their bellies slit open Show the innards and hearts still beating Swelling beneath the ribs that glow with bright heat
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Holy whores and buning virgins The torn velvet curtain of time No crystal kingdoms anymore No roses which set love aglow with their bloody crimson Only angry peaks of the mountains of oblivion And their grim shoulders Clad in the rays of the scarlet planet Full of dreams ruffled by heatred They reach when the suns go quiet Where the black wolves devour the stars And inhale air into their rotting lungs with a hiss The scarlet totem of harlots rises And the fire has devoured the kingdom of white ladies No cystal kingdoms anymore No roses which set love aglow with their bloody crimson
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025