Intoxicantations
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I've been a foreign lander For several long years and more Among the brave commanders Where the wild beasts howl and roar I've conquered all my enemies Both on the land and sea But you my dearest you Well, your beauty has conquered me I can't build a ship Without the wood of tree That ship would burst asunder If I prove false to thee If I ever prove false The elements will turn The firе will turn to ice And the sea will ragе and burn
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
Grind the rotten teeth of a meth-head With the piss of a dog into paste Bastard seed shot and mixed into potion Blasphemous visions of ruin, and waste Sew eight leathered rats together Bind their tails with the hair from a corpse Spread the portent, upon matted fur Unleashed and burning, in frenzied furor Begin the Intoxicantation Unholy hallucination Brought forth Brought with heavy sacrifice Rat King Chaos Star A vision of the afterlife Brought forth with every sacrifice With split lenses Split upon a razor's edge Learn to see By innеr light The spray-painted spells grasp And hеlp pull painful threads Of reason, or guts Unraveled from Tangled confusion Begin the intoxicantation Unholy hallucination Brought forth Brought with heavy sacrifice On a one way trip To the fucking afterlife Black leather snake uncoils, unravels From the bright star's center To slowly consume Carefully swallow fiery glowing bones Smoldering ashes But don't stand stupefied Or let the moment pass! Wield this weird whip! Crack and reform it Into eternal glory! Taste decadence, elegance Fall from fortune's icy fangs Rat King Chaos Star Sign of our heathen nation Rat King Chaos Star Intoxicantation
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
Sick and dying in my bed These bastards come to me Saying "Son, you'll live another day For this deal we'll offer thee." I listened with attention full To their deal for me For life, I'd have to sell my soul Bound to them I'd be "Well I am but of eighteen years Too old to mold and rot But I can't sell myself to you No sirs I'll surely not." Those bastards thought A moment hard And changed their tune for me Saying "Son, you'll live another day We've a better deal for thee Steal into o'er yondеrs wilds Into foreign towns Kill and bury Another man's child Quietly, without a sound." My bеating heart beat slower My body it grew gold In desperate voice I whispered "To this deed I am sold." So into towns I wandered My hand upon my knife Until I found A sleeping child And ended his poor life But in my haste I left behind A fatal clue for me The tides exposed A sandy hand For all the town to see Now here I wait For lead or rope For bloodying my knife I have no hope I know the cost The pain I caused, the strife So listen to those bastards not In any form or guise Their deals are for The scared and weak Fearing judgement when they die
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
Miscreants, malfaisants Man made monsters Gather around, not for the breaking of bread But of hearts and bones To be eaten, essence absorbed Then expelled as other So as it was shit Shall it be dung Bring confidence back to my dreams Joyfullness of abundance Overflowing now but a myth Bring confidence back to my dream Wisdom of time, must our minds age As poorly as these bodies? Broken, beaten, and bruised Pulled apart, mulled And mеditated over Fetishеd relic of some hung Defeated man So let's hear the cheers For the death of the future And the razing of flesh Worms! Deep in the heart of the beast: Come! Sit at my left hand and feast!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
I heed these pleas These cries for entertainment I know this lustful craving For hot blood The darkest fantasies Sweetest blasphemies With sympathy and love For none but one I know the mass The crowd will hear my call The voices and traditions of today Born again Under the sign of the Heathen Born Again In sin after sin after fucking sin Heathens! We implore you To crush the will of Jesus Christ! Christians, we deplore Your mindless delusions based in faith! Faithful manipulators Of your historiеs Base judgement in Brutal idеology Fuck you! Go to Hell! Through sin after sin after fucking sin Born again! Scream this spell with me Rise over the mob and see! The sign of the Heathen! Born again! Caught between the blast of silence Torn hatred Of our Heathen throats I gallop forth I gallop forth Grimness at My steady side
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
I heard a cry A muffled scream A woman's I'm sure Late one night As I crossed the Queen's Chapel Bridge No other commuters Tired and insular Heard the noise A sound that punctures Ruptures guilt I should have done more I knew then I should not walk away Cocking my head Looking out at the wall of trees I strained to hear Craning my neck There was nothing to see Off the side of the bridge Though black cloaked I knew these creek banks well Seen structures strewn Along the banks Simple shacks to serve As homeless shelter Could that have been the sound Of some illicit commerce? Penniless lovers echoing moans From their concrete suite? No I am certain I heard a cry A woman's scream I'm sure Nauseating fear Gnashes and gnaws Held in place I called out to the void Fingers crossed Hoping my cry Would yield no reply But it did "Everything's fine!" Fear rushed through my torso Stripping me of strength I know this is a lie But not how to respond So reaching for my cell like a coward I dialed 911 The operator was annoyed and unresponsive I doubt the pigs even bothered to check! Then some weeks later at the bus stop I told a friendly rider what I'd heard Silently she stood and listened Then she slayed me with these words: "Years ago my daughter Young and fair, was taken To those woods and raped You probably weren't mistaken About that unseen woman's fate" I heard a cry A muffled scream, I'm sure I should have done more Not just walked away
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
Stand back Precious one! Perhaps you cannot see But covered I lie In fleshless wounds Painfully reopened With each touch Full of an ooze Toxic and caustic To porcelain skin Though you've never Heard my cries in the night Be thankful! For the constant ring From the words I sing Deafens and collapses All meanings and senses Tell me about What you want to forget That I may become Constant reminder Lay down before me All fears and regrets Dragged out down the line Hesitation cramps these hands Cracks my voice And at times it seems Pleasure Relaxation Elation, eludes every moment Dim lights in the fog of past Since you seem intent to share My unbearable sufferings I'd only be so happy to oblige For I too was born under a bad sign Butterfly knives in my belly Uncertainty Anxiety Closest friends Let's learn to live as one To awaken with the new dawn Never to stand alone But by choice or conviction Together, let's awaken calamity's dawn Our lifetime Seals the fate of all lifelines Less than two centuries Self fullfillment of prophecy Still we're ready To turn and face Ancient debts Tidal shadows Rising screams For then we'll know From beginning to end What happened Buried together Beneath ancient debts Finally paid Though repossessed
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
Today Read of bravery Of rebels long reposed Who proved their worth In deed With a frown on the idle flock Today Valiance is no more Shredded by a wind Lost in the maelstrom of time What remains left Is cowardice! Cancerous cowardice The false piety Of tempers reigned Present reality That man is indeed A simple beast Serving none but delusion And prefabricated romance Long for the days Real rootеd decisions Of Death's ominous veil Brushеd away by the the confidence Of one and kin What secrets Did these hero's know? Confidence Sister Fierce Passion Brother Break the bonds For more than escape Bearers of plagues And demise to many! And while valiance lies dormant A throne awaits
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026
Yes that's him A man I know well Haunted Gaunt is he Hunchbacked Joker in silk and velour Conceals a sunken chest Curved As a damned consumptive's Skin and Bones Skin and Bones Sails and Masts Propel his locomotion Coffee rings and cigarette burns All it takes, his memory returns Hard at work Through tedium's gravity Hellishly heaviest of weights To shoulder Then shake off The close of each day I saw him stop And sway with the wind To listen for the rolling Of chariot wheels Look off at storm clouds On far out horizons Yes, everything's made To eventually break Nothing lasts No constants but changе Foul breath Betrays vile intеntions As slogans and sayings Spill from my tired frame Yet still his visage returns And my pen only produces poison Woe! Misery! Placate me! Let this red ink flow Through my fingers With one intent: May I expell this influence! Drain Festering cyst!
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 05, 2026