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Find your place in punishment to stay With the fires of ills to light your way Without faith you are not to be sparred Of what's to be endured when there Sentenced to the wrath of God Stripped of holy staff and divine rod Without grace now sent naked as a child None are to be left here undefiled Haunted by the visions that I've found Preyed upon with every shadow's sound Lurking in fear behind the smoke I've entered to a kingdom without hope Your curse as little say as never bending Yet still the hunger be without ever ending And so once are you fed with long spoons Now starving as awaiting your doom And so once are you fed with long spoons Now starving as awaiting your doom I thought I'd found my way But still I'm lost Damned here as now I stay Denied the cross Without belief in God I've found myself at odds Now I must pay the price ...no paradise
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 28, 2026
Thrown their bodies to the fire Like a living obit pyre Hair and skin is set to flame Echoing the wails of pain The master offers no relief Suffer for eternity God has judged you in hell you'll stay For all your sins you now must pay Once you pass on through the gate With its closing seal your fate From this world there’s no return In the inferno now you burn The master offers no relief Suffer for eternity God has judged you in hell you'll stay For all your sins you now must pay In realms of sorrow Woe with each tomorrow Rue at times forever Quarter comes for you once never The master offers no relief Suffer for eternity God has judged you in hell you'll stay For all your sins you now must pay No longer favored Sinful behavior Divorced from salvation Into damnation A lake of sulphur, drowning in the discarded Bound in the brimstone, heavens departed
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 28, 2026
Across the path beyond the misty oak A shape of evil shrouded in black cloak The chant of rites invoke a spell of gain... Rites of samhain The fires raise my burnt scent of plight As my soul is reborn on this samhain night Master of hades join us in our praise As we vow in league with the dead we raise Beckons me to follow Into the black hollow The death knell tolls a glorious sound As figures from hell writhe among the ground The sacred blood is spilled once again... Rites of samhain Call on the night to bring the sulphur souls And call the ways the nostalgic old A flash of light the master rears its head And from the ground arise his mass undead Beckons me to follow Into the black hollow Sinners one with the cloven sire Raise up the flames of samhain fire
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 28, 2026
I grow tired of the mainstream Need to walk a different path By left hand I sojourn my dreams Between the future and the past Circling downward in a spiral Like a vacuum to a hole The other side a new dimension Where I can see into my soul Beyond the darkness that awaits here I am familiar to the dusk A pleasure is released with my fear Only pain to feed the lust
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 28, 2026
Led into temptation by the disobedient son I can't be responsible for anything that I might have done Persuaded by a host I'm too weak to ignore His messenger has pit into me with his thorn I'm under an influence that puts me in sway Compelled by another rule I'm not the one to be blamed No fault of my own These actions I can't control Something else taken hold Despite it all in the end I've no consequence I'm much too foolish and naive to have common sense No fault of my own These actions I can't control Something else taken hold So who's to blame... so who's to blame... It's hard for me, sometimes to see What's wrong or right, I don't know why Despite it all in the end I've no consequence I'm much too foolish and naive to have common sense No fault of my own These actions I can't control Something else taken hold Led into temptation by the disobedient son I can't be responsible for anything that I might have done
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 28, 2026
Risen from the ice and caverns The swim among the sea of trees Alone before yet now of many Hear them whisper in the breeze Ignore the signs And soon you'll find A presence of those left to die They’re waiting here just for you... In the forest walls and the volcanic stone You have found your way never to be alone
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 28, 2026
After the spirit of the living ghosts And all the treasures that their bodies host Their bloodless vessel it will never die Still it screams when it is skinned alive Make them diamonds, bring me gold And all the treasures that their bodies hold I've come to take away your lucky bones Worth far more than any precious stones Make them diamonds, bring me gold... Invisible spirit thinner than air I still seek to find you there Limbless inhuman you know my name And all the reasons for which I have came And when given to the land Ashes ground into the sand Splinters piercing through the crust Spreading thinly to the dust I am blinded in the dead of night Yet with your eyes I'm given second sight With just a portion of a curing limb I'll find the fortune hidden in your skin Just like precious stones... are your lucky bones...
Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 28, 2026