Changeling
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
I strip-searched a cop Fed my guests to a swine Took a shit on a seagull And vengeance was mine For an entire day I barked at a dog Licked an old princess 'Til she turned to a frog I adopted a flame thrower It follows me around I might need one more For purpose abounds now With instant results Built a catapult flinging handfuls of dirt At escape velocity into space Killing the planet Shovel by shovel Without added drama But with pedestrian grace Why don't we just go for broke? Let's pick up the pace Gеt something done Playing our ultimate acе We've only just begun Let's step up the game Time to have fun Shoot a Jupiter's worth Of iron into the sun Let's pick up the pace Get something done Playing our ultimate ace We've only just begun Let's step up the game Time to have fun Shoot a Jupiter's worth Of iron into the sun What would we lose anyway? Idiots, thieves, murderers, liars Apes building statues to themselves Choking in their own fecal funeral pyre
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
Flesh Fainting, flooded from within Muscular nausea Slight neon in the teeth Discarded in paralysis The bones begin to glow Endorphins rising like a lurid sun Eyes sink into the dark As other eyes open Losing all grip And the floor disappears And I plunge As the world around me Levitates away Delirium Falling in circles evermore Shocked awake As the world around me Levitates away Delirium Falling in circles evermore Down I keep tumbling Fresh oblivion Lays its fires Born Into panic Crazed By an impact That never comes Mind slowly aging As the world around me Levitates away Delirium Falling in circles evermore Who was I I forget Since nothing ever lingers I keep falling in circles Never to land Never to belong again
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
World? What world? Harrowed pulse Cranial thunder Worlds avulse The veil has torn Gravid skulls crack Odious wonders are born Ghastly sounds from yonder As worms they crawl Through my brain to feed Long-buried nightmares attack Crowding the ether to breed Soul torn asunder The collapse has begun World? what world? It’s coming undone Horrors flock To my anguish Rile and mock As they tear into me Morphing shock Wits have languished Faith has wilted in infamy Dangling before me A rat king writhes Sweals the mercy that bore me Summons sickening minions Of rotting, loathsome demise Where lost angels blunder The vermin can breathe The ghouls pull me under And phobias seethe Where dead gods have wandered Corrosion now breathes My essence to plunder With ravenous teeth Translucent All ego subsides The veil has torn Translucent All ego subsides No longer tethered To humanity My essence drifts Severed Corrupted Demented But free
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)<br/>
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
This endless fall Past uprooted selves Whose debris appals With insipidness Has shattered the dream of identity Exposing all attachment’s fickleness What’s left is spiritual blasphemy An awakening of ponderous wickedness Transient as a cloud Ephemeral as a memory If this wreckage I see looking inwards Is supposed to be me Then who’s doing the looking? Void and vengeance shall beget A child from below A changeling of clandestine soul Come to crush the illusion That there’s anyone at the helm Mirror mirror Who is there It is I So I must be something Mirror mirror Who’s to say That the I of tomorrow Is the I of today Not the soul steers the eye Not the eye hosts the soul No! the vessel itself Is what creates the sense of self Void and vengeance shall beget A child from below A changeling of clandestine soul Comes usurping the holiest of hearts And no-one shall know The mine of hubris has collapsed Caved-in onto plains Haunted by screaming shadows Specked by the little fires of hypothermic wraiths Lost in the maelstrom of withering Fading shadows of belonging Ever yearning for purpose Slithering from mirage to mirage of self-prolonging Rise Come hither, oh vivibund The tyrant has fallen All ye indifferent to form But desperate to be Come and feed Crawl from whatever hole Akasha had trapped you in As spectres to rise As mayflies to burn Come steal this life Everyone gets a turn Everyone gets a turn The king is dead He never lived All this urgency All this worry To protect a shell Perpetually open for every random whiff Of sentience that floats In the sewer of the mind In the sewer of the mind Gods, what a mess
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
Mundus plenus monstrorum Parietes odium spirantes Tranquillus manendum Et continuandum Vanitas vanitatum Et omnia vanitas Hic nil diu durabit Nether after deathless nether Abyss underneath fathomless abyss Count your blessings As long as there still is A “you” to get upset I’ve been sinking for so long That “up” is no more Than a crumbling memory Abyss Abyss underneath fathomless abyss So devoid of soul Even fungus turns away In loathing of what’s left No photon has ever strayed To where blackness itself Becomes a blinding light Time and mind Eaten alive Dissolve Rеduced to a tumorous hole I’ve been rotting for so long That “I” has fadеd To a mere threadbare nexus Of vacuous woe A universe crushed below A multitude of universes Past and future Mangled in the bottomless void Of an annihilated presence Death - a relic of happier times
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)<br/>
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Way down there Almost out of reach of my senses Hard to see from up here A suit of flesh and bones lies discarded But there is life in it still Unperturbed by its obsolescence Heaving Breathing Still believing I'm not leaving Like a shipwreck That's never seen the ocean Idly disregarded By my essence's evanescence Evermore An open door Let's have our fill Let's take some more Lust, empyreal Undone of flesh and its rules Only fools ask "is it real?" Always one more layer to peel Send in the ghouls Angels flare in astral inflorescence Hide their discarnated fear, herding souls By hapless psychic smallness guarded Ere dread moves in for the kill And sparks its roaring cruel incandescence Safety's a mirage Every psalm's just a threnody When the world rides on wings of entropy And its ceaseless sabotage Demons teem, might as well join them For more lucid is the dream that has coined them They perish all the same But at least they know Make me one of you I accede, make me one of you There's no path to take When there's no direction but astray But abdication of futile ambition and all pretense of relevance I reject eternity For eternity is hell Seething, weaving Shunless grieving For those believing Better to make me one of you I accede, make me one of you Whatever lasts forever With no end in sight Before long will become Unbearable, a tyranny Terrible, a blasphemy Against merciful death The original apostasy I shall not serve
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026
“Theology I can bring myself To study no more I long to take nature to my heart That nature before whose depth The faint-hearted theologian shrinks back; and with nature man, man in his entire quality.” (- Ludwig Feuerbach) The thing itself is all there is Beholding itself in sentient glee In its vast and baffling windings Containing all infinity Nihilissimus Manifold nothing The purging Of the damned Even the leptons Have been conquered Conquered by decay Yet herе I am I sink Therefore I am For a givеn value of “I” And a given value of “am” A boundless light expands, creating A flame, to burn the castles in the sky Go chase your clouds Only shrouds are waiting I stay below to watch things grow As do I Nothing is “for” anything else Nothing is anything else Actually Nothing is “to be” is a lie A blasphemy Against the very heart of existence And the engine of entropy Implying stasis - immutability - Should be believable Or even conceivable In the beginning There was heat exchange And that’s all there will ever be Until heat dies At the end of all things From tiny discrepancies In homogeneity Sprang - unbelievably - Absolutely everything there is to see A boundless light expands, creating A flame to burn the castles in the sky What more gargantuan mystery Can you demand Seriously Than the sheer existence of existence Gracing every level of infinity What could possibly transcend This world too big to comprehend What else is the universe Than self-contained divinity The thing itself is all there is Beholding itself in sentient glee In its vast and baffling windings Containing all infinity What god do you think to find Beyond a cosmos with no outside Why is “everything” not enough for you Why concoct more poison For the already blind Don’t worship me Unless you worship everything Don’t reject me Unless you reject everything Don’t worship god We burn that bridge when we get to it And least of all Worship yourself Alone I stand On a mountain of dead selves Everything to gain Everywhere to go Barely worthy Of this dirt that holds me up This most exalted Below Phenomenal complexity Wherever you look - literally Crushing sublime buds of truth underfoot in myriads, with every bumbling step Spare me these laughable fantasies Inane projections of wannabes That exceed the infamy Of denying the true size of reality Presumptuous claims of ownership Of randomly made-up divinity You still dare to stand there Like a boil oozing atter In between me And the cosmos that bore me Spraying your vacuous lies-over-matter Over all I hold dear Please, just ignore me As you force me to forever ignore you I and this Great Beast which you so despise are one adore me abhor me doesn’t matter just please move a little out of my sun All we could possibly need Has always already been there It’s so mind-bogglingly simple That it’s obviously beyond us Don’t need your judgement Not your blessing Your heaven’s so small and full of despair salvation beckons, bland and depressing a charade of vain and hollow lies, your prayers Anathema Awakening It’s the twilight of the charlatans Its demented feckless courtesans Still screaming as they walk off the cliff anathema awakening it’s the twilight of the charlatans This I know In the afterglow Of a cremated paradigm When cleansed of godly grime What’s left isn’t much But more than enough To the clairvoyant mind To merge Free and sublime With the erratic beautiful pulse That’s creating all space and time Those phantom “they” You always forced to bear The blame of the world, I’ll be them forever while rabid prophets froth and revel in lies, the ties through soul and flesh shall sever Where fake messiahs spawn the devil I shall rise For I am he forever Forever
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 17, 2026