In Charnel Lights
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The Order of the Occultations<br/> Clad in robes of flame<br/> Through the centre of Astral Queen<br/> Sent forth the Chosen Three<br/> <br/> Into the portal of the Unknown<br/> Are absorbed the emanations<br/> Rendered into molecular streams<br/> Through means of mysticism<br/> <br/> Then stretched through time and space<br/> To meet their destination<br/> The Mystic Travel<br/> Ruler of the scorching waste<br/> <br/> PDZ III – Divination<br/> PDZ IV – Knowledge beyond the sun<br/> <br/> Solidified in time<br/> To immolate amid descent<br/> <br/> Two dead upon arrival<br/> Remains smoulder 'neath<br/> A merciless sun<br/> The last obsessed to erect infernal monuments<br/> To celebrate the epoch<br/> <br/> Burial beneath scalding stones<br/> Occult canonization<br/> The only sign of the Chosen Three<br/> Cairns on the soil of Mercury<br/> <br/> PDZ VII – Divination<br/> Knowledge from ancient Nahu<br/> PDZ VIII – Desecration<br/> Blood pours forth upon the earth
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Sigilborn in the black unknown<br/> Dry-hove from the lungs of precursors<br/> Upon the sign of omega<br/> <br/> Through crevices in continuum<br/> Arrives a kingdom of the chosen plagued<br/> Signal the skies to burn man free of his shackles<br/> <br/> Bloodlines begotten<br/> From loins of the great deceiver<br/> Release the fallen<br/> Prognatus de sigillum – you return<br/> <br/> Earth omega – sigilized by failure<br/> Crux inversus – all icons cast southward<br/> <br/> In charnel lights you will see a glimpse of his eyes<br/> Through sullen skies the wind whispers<br/> Poems of demise<br/> In charnel lights you will sacrifice<br/> Beneath the gleam of his eyes
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Scaffolds crumble and silence is broken<br/> As the colossus falls on wasted lands<br/> Tongues entombed in cast-iron sarcophagi<br/> Now unearthed drink filthy water from the ruins<br/> <br/> Ashes rained<br/> Where the colossi danced<br/> Upon earth<br/> Drowned beneath permanent snow<br/> <br/> The crippled beast lay down amongst the dying roots<br/> Obsolete, undignified,<br/> He is the colossus<br/> <br/> Stone skeletons of cities stand broken<br/> Wind ensembles for passing of life<br/> Reduced to fields of scavengers and dust<br/> Cold light of dawn scatters rats to their holes<br/> <br/> Rows after rows of waist-deep graves<br/> Dug by sweaty hands in frigid lands<br/> Bones upon bones in a crude effigy<br/> Are waiting for the cruellest of springs to arrive<br/> <br/> And I will show you something different<br/> I will show you fear in a handful of dust.<br/> <br/> Scaffolds crumble and silence is broken<br/> As the colossus falls on wasted lands<br/> Tongues entombed in cast-iron sarcophagi<br/> Now unearthed lap up filthy water from the ruins<br/> <br/> The crippled beast lay down amongst the dying roots<br/> Obsolete, undignified,<br/> Is how the colossus fell
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Atavism, a certain purity discovered in a state<br/> Of moribund existence<br/> With rigid, rotting hands clutching<br/> On a crown of larvae<br/> This is the altar. This is the throne<br/> As was above no more below<br/> Here is the root. Here is the essence<br/> That enkindles the howling of the abyss<br/> That necessitates the existence of the beast.<br/> <br/> Come forth desolate kingdom<br/> That's where I'll find you<br/> Echoes beyond the witching hour<br/> The transcendence – the horns of the hidden God<br/> <br/> I'll be the harrow that cuts down the dawn<br/> The flame that clears the cosmos<br/> <br/> In sanctity, I am become the wound and the spear<br/> Thrall to the mantra<br/> So mote it be, disembodied – shed the worthless husk<br/> It is but dust. It is but shades<br/> As was above no more below<br/> Here is the blood. Here is the venom<br/> That inhibits the currents of my being<br/> Let it flow upon the ashes. Set me free<br/> Here is the root. Here is the essence<br/> Here is the blood. Here is the venom<br/> Set me free.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Procession begat the key<br/> To the gate of ruined limbs<br/> And permitted a passage<br/> To the depths of Agharta<br/> Floating amidst a fleet of coffins<br/> The emptiness bellows<br/> At the putrescine<br/> Feast of aeons<br/> <br/> Abura Berezaunt<br/> Take me below<br/> Abura Berezaunt<br/> Take me below<br/> <br/> Thus we are<br/> As they were<br/> And came to be<br/> As we are<br/> So were they<br/> And came to be<br/> Burning at the touch<br/> Drowning at behest<br/> <br/> Procession begat the key<br/> To the grave of selfdom<br/> And permitted a passage<br/> To the womb of liberation<br/> Fugue states in tombs forgotten<br/> Principle absorption<br/> Will exalt above execrable deeds<br/> Monad through rebirth<br/> In gnostik haeresis<br/> <br/> Thus we are<br/> As they were<br/> And came to be<br/> As we are<br/> So were they<br/> And came to be<br/> Burning at the touch<br/> Drowning at behest<br/> In gnostik haeresis
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
The signs they conjure before your weary<br/> Eyes a reality most horrid<br/> A visage more hideous than thought<br/> By the most enduring of men<br/> Ever conceivable<br/> As those who proceed in their quest<br/> Approach the den of the starving<br/> Lions in wait<br/> <br/> A storm marks the way<br/> Many in prayer and fraught with curse<br/> Black vessels cloak the horizon<br/> <br/> The signs would assume the form of the uncreator<br/> A visage obscuring the star, forbidding<br/> Of navigation<br/> A voyage to the permanent night<br/> Hands fused in beseeching<br/> As darkness bares its teeth<br/> <br/> The psalm is funereal: libera nos, libera nos<br/> In times of sickness: libera nos<br/> Until all voices cease in deliverance<br/> <br/> Only demise marks the way<br/> Many in prayer and fraught with malediction<br/> Blazing doom reflected in the horizon<br/> Should offer the only guidance<br/> <br/> A voyage to the permanent night<br/> As darkness bares its teeth
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
We are his to follow<br/> To wither the woven hand<br/> In praise of the one and the many<br/> The vastness of this void of creation<br/> <br/> And you, who are you who enters<br/> The sepulchre of the unhallowed dead<br/> And traverses the wall<br/> Between the dying and the deceased<br/> <br/> We are his to follow<br/> To wither the woven hand<br/> In praise of the many and the one<br/> And whence infinite darkness flows<br/> <br/> I greet you spirits of aggrievement<br/> I present my soul for the vengeful abolished<br/> To take a hold of<br/> <br/> It is my want to be the bearer,<br/> A host for the fallen, you,<br/> The children bereaved<br/> Of the blaze of his star<br/> <br/> We are yours in servitude<br/> A transcendent symbiosis of hate<br/> Of the many and the one<br/> To consume the flame of creation<br/> <br/> Flesh sanctified through rites of soul transferral<br/> Baptism in the centrifugal storm of chaos<br/> To render the will in submission<br/> Through this carnal cage of decay<br/> To feed from the pool of sanity<br/> Until the flesh obeys
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026