The Grand Noir

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Beset by the web of ignorance Floating being Above coherent void With this Two-faced Silence Mournful the Dead Heavy it lies on the spirit of Man The tomb he carries with him And shapes he seeks in shadows Eternal nature All the purpose to the Whole Nothing else to name With winter in the bodies Form of Fire, the new Sphere of Clarity Form of Fire Half-maddened sense I see before me Gaze… I can know nothing Speak the word of Four

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

The Conqueror Worm The Circle of No End Lead me blindly Under Your mourning pall Three times She passed The Doubtful Black Cloaked in razors And thick, red sludge But there were also false prophets among the people, just as there will be false prophets among you. They will secretly introduce destructive heresies, even denying the Master who bought them - bringing destruction on themselves. Many will follow their depraved conduct. In their greed these teachers will exploit you. Their condemnation has long been hanging over them. For if God did not spare his angels when they sinned, but sent them to hell, putting them in chains of darkness to be held for judgment; if this is so, then the Lord knows how to rescue the godly people from trials on the Day of Judgment. 2 Peter 2:1 Life wonders in Its latest song Loud ringing voice Between birth and the Tomb I’m floating up Sleeping forever In Living God In Living Satan I see both ends, I see both faces; The morning will come, The morning like others I see both ends, I see both faces; I’ll never know; I’ll never know who I am I see both ends I see no end The morning will come The morning with faces I’ll never know I’ll never know who I am

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Earth, steam and specter I follow you Darkness and death  Stench of blood  Nothingness, despair  Cold black soil  Embrace me  Put me back to sleep  Shape and Time I follow you Fire of Mind I follow you Earth, steam and specter I follow you, I become you Earth The Slow Death  The Old Death  The Endless Sea of gray Serpent of Anger Devour me, embrace me Crush me between your jaws  Grasp of Hate I follow you Serpent of Anger I become you

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Shades rise up to the eyes Sorrow is renewed; and then the pain, and then the pain Shaping wavering forms and by godly hour Approach they who have slipped from me and lost. I spend my time among The Dead With brightest longings plagued by doubt and wondering Darkened hole in the center of Thought I embrace the shining sound Shape and Time, you instruct me I fall, I rise, I blur into the body of Earth I sow my flesh All through the wilderness I am still becoming I am still becoming What’s gone becomes reality What’s gone becomes me

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Vast Souls and Inhuman, Bitten By Infected Jaws Abandoned Minds and Corpses Lurking With Molded Eyes Lacerated Bodies without Mourners Nodding In Gallows Crushed Skulls Tasting the Fur of Dying Cats Needles, Injecting Pain Flammable Skin and Deadly Thirst Beyond Mind is Sleep to Be Found Die… Needles, Injecting Pain Flammable Skin and Deadly Thirst Sterile Nails and Thunderbowels Die With Me Leave Yourself

Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 16, 2025