Ikon

[Pretext: The codeine kicks in. I can't keep awake. Charon, here are two coins to carry me across. I sacrifice dirty blood and swallow the spirit of God. I'm peering at the surface. It's gorging on me, gnashing my skin. Falling down... time to depart. A created mistake to justify a need for depression. Over my soul - seape a silent discharge of regrets. The water ripples... you of no repent, here I come. I execrate my vision here... The water is warm and I'm dozing off, bashed...] [note: "Självmord" is Swedish for 'Suicide'] - Självmord! Euphoric state of abnormality I reject the spectra of my past Master Satan evoke my decay Legions inside the ill-natured Deny creation and be the one with the horned Innoncence lost when in contact with God A bleak reality, false conception The pain will persist until death takes me home Life is numbered by every regret Conception getting blurry Interwoven in dreams of death Of self-accusation and hate Sterilize myself from the others Awake my self-acceptance I am what I am no knife cna change that The water is cold. Awake... Alive! With a ravenous discharge A ravenous discharge...

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

[Pretext: ... but the pain persists. Morning breaks its stillborn rays upon my skin. Is this a new day, or is it the same. Pillow soaked in sweat. They are making the shadows twirl in the sealing, so hungry for more. I am in great need of the catalyst. Still I'm stuck here... staring at the ceiling. I'll consume you all! ... and this ominous dream., teeth piercing from withni... I'll let it out... repeatedly stabbing me from the inside.] Mental surgery, revile and devour I am the shield, the spear and the knife I plant seeds of death inside open wounds The clock keeps ticking, and time is at hand I'm absorbing the host I am infested, disease in my veins I'm absorbing the host I am infested, killing the spirit Anti-God, Spiritus, Morning star, Lucifer As the bow before you I stand tall, Anti-God, Spiritus, Morning star, King of kings As we pray for your coming Suffering offers a new sight, a vision of new life... before control was denied - Control denied! I plant seeds of death inside open wounds Tables are turned, and time is at hand Anti-God, Spiritus, Morning star, Lucifer As they bow before you I Stand tall, Anti-God, Spiritus, Morning star, King of Kings, As we pray for your coming Superior Anti-God Satan - So enormous, and so great UNBIND MY HANDS! Suffering offers a new sight, a vision of your life... and you are now denied A silent demise, as your saviour once again is standing you down Anti-God!! See me! See me now, Anti-God, Spiritus, Morning star, Lucifer As they bow before you I stand tall, Anti-God, Spiritus, Morning star, Kings of kings As I pray for your coming Anti-God!! Stand tall!

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

[Pretext: In the torn flesh, an abstract emerge... releasing its vile stench to make itself known. A reminder of the outside, a human stench. A religious stench. Its dogma, the cyst, infests your daily life. Their yoke and life so compromised. A guilt so hereditary emphasized, and the cure so obvious. No belief no god. Still you stand and stare, hiding behind that old mask of God. Yes, you're part of the problem, accepting tradition. Eyes wide shut as they congregate. Christians, Muslims and Jews. They see the 'vehemence in those not of the norm', so you get in line... to swallow...] Vehement, I am The new law, new line I transcend, transform, project the heretic Your useless manifest, fable of a feeble god (Do you) think you're free on your knees? Behind that old mask of God But we ride, vulgar and viral And you cry, defeated again If I kneel, I choose my own power Satan is God, now dominate! As slaves you are, traditions and habit Suppressed, eyes wide shut So compromised Without even knowing Hiding behind the face of tradition Fixed on the new law I am I dissent... The faith is fed religious in doctrines And every time you accept, you inherit the yoke So compromised your life, your guilt The guilt of your fathers Absolute in my reality Erect, stand tall, full of dignity Absolute in my own prophecy Chosen, I build my own identity To fall out of the norm They will gather Have a mind of your own They will congregate, REMEMBER!!! You are part of the problem Accepting traditions You will kneel by habit... In fear of what?! By habit, you'll kneel down By habit

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

[Pretext: It feels like the air is getting thicker by the minute. This room soffocates me, abstruse and stange but nothing less then reality? Recognition. Another temple, another lie... another non-being. Once here, now gone. You're consumed, but you linger on. The vision feels so real. Enganged in thoughts of murder. Stabbing you in the face. All the pain I took I saved. It's in retaliation that the visions lives, and so... slowly it has begun. A serenade and bestowal, the act of the last remembrance.] Let the bile sip out Your mucus be gone My mares be your mares Ride your flesh forever on All pain removed Thrown back on you All given is now taken As I took is given back Seven knots in all It has been done This rope around your neck You're dead, forgotten and hung My mind extend Animus expelled My will, be your faith You're dead and forever gone Mark sealed in blood So here is my gift Another emptiness... Devour - consumed Gutted and split wide open Dissect your soul Sterile flesh and a frigid future As a last remembrance... I will transform Descend into the house of him Inside your flesh Your soul to halt, mind in dim I bestow you a fruitless womb This soul expand - Animus sterilized My will, be your faith You're dead, forgotten and hung Everything abstract Your frigid ways Another emptiness Depleting the non-fucking-being again! And I will ride on your misery Etch my will into your deity Devoured - consumed I'll eat your heart and all your memories Depart from all Depleted debris - gone - You'll be ... gone! My will, be your faith You're dead and forever gone Mark sealed in blood So here is my gift Another emptiness Devour - consumed Gutted and split wide open Dissect your soul Sterile flesh and a frigid future As a last remembrance... I will transform Descend into the house of him Inside your flesh Your soul to halt, mind in dim I bestow you a fruitless womb This soul expand Animus sterilized My will, be your faith You're dead, forgotten and hung Everythnig abstract Your frigid ways Another emptiness Depleting the non-fucking-being again! And I will ride on your misery Etch my will in to your deity Devoured - Consumed I'll eat your heart and all your memories Depart from all Depleted debris... gone - You'll be ... gone!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

[Pretext: And it dies with you, fades like old paint. Peels off like humid and dead skin, a new journey begins. The phase of the first change has come... hard marble touch my face. My shepherd is the Devil... I walk with him into the cold ... forever.] In here, the circle is compelte... cold place of him, again - Impamiiz A never setting moon, always here, always in... lurking down below I am Magus Impamiiz Graa, enchanted one of me, I am the Lord of his house of flesh, his heart and eyes to see We are entwined in the nerves of all We are the rays if Igraa, Impamiiz Cold space of him... the second one (I am the) First gate to all and none I am the robe in which he walks to thread the path of doom I am the core of all beliefs, master Satan we are all here! Magic, vigorous, splendour Impamiiz I am now the face of the demon lord Potent, ruler, majestic, master We will walk with the Devil into the cold... forever Robber of sleep I know you too well Senders of the rays from the circular cold place A secret place, my own place Undisturbed and undetected - The cold palace...

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

["Expelled, but never again in this body I will hold", was his words as he breathed on my lump of a soul. From the plains of anger he has come, still hosting the virus from the thick sludge. The black dust, robber of the soul, killer of the spirit.] No lust No will I vomit the soul Regurgitate the spirits here Empty shells, the hammer click So, I reload and try again... again In the mud, and down the drain I spew the crippled out I inhale and I reject I reload and I try again I can not cope, I do not see... the voices never stop I don't feel, I've got no lust, I'll carve you out of me There is a silhouette on the horizon Circles and points of view There is something wrong and vile inside Satan, guide this bullet right! Houses of humans flicker by Satations on the fucking line Fast-forward and flat Chuckle, cackle and crack Eyes are bulging in the head Feelings unreal and spirits dead No meaning to it all Hear them calling... Depraved, Deranged, Depraved I breathe the black dust deep inside I must transform again Another angle to this life It just consumes me Border walking every hour I've seen it coming No lust, no will, no life Isolation is complete

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

[Pretext: Agani, silence. Forsaken. OUtside the window the world remains the same. A mouth - fucked race. Fear - fed parasites. You despise a fool. Still hate the self achiever, just another agent of the method of the 'True' believer. You bear the mask of guilt. Another principle of your existence. An everlasting race for grace, and you forget who you are. You are an abortion!] In god you trust Another nation takes the fix Holy fathers prophecy And their holy bag of tricks Down on your knees, and you beg for salvation Another need made up just to think without a reason You learn to love a god without doubt Idiocy checks in, and brains check out Doubt is denied! Ongoing quest for your holy land, no questions asked, You just sit at command Your shepherds, they feed on the fear of God So snared by fables, you kill your own kind... aeons later, but still you're so blind The fear is fed Your mouth open wide You're all part of the sickness The cyst just grow Is this your freedom? Just bow, just bow You are denied Mind-abortion Down on you knees Turned your hurt into a halo Doped on fear, guilt and god Who is this spook celestial fraud? Satan's to blame for all your wrongs!? And God is praised in your beloved songs!? What a hoax... as you now realize Turned away from all that was ugly You saw only the light But the dissemble line is now rolling Idiocy proved it's right Turned your sorrow into a servant Your hurt to a halo Mass exodus, driven by the Judas goat The abattoir aways! There is no light in the end of the tunnel Only your self-inflicted pain Abandoned, aborted, denied Alone, and left to die!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

[Pretext: I dissent... Our goals are different. The journey not the same, I'll close you down. Dead. Digressing... yet another recognition. Floating back on those oceans of dust... back to those memory-shores. Ab ovo! Rewind into... A fragmented vision of a birth... once ... beyond time. As I was falling down... stuck in the mud, entwined inside. Where are the voices of reason?] Encaged in a void Entangled in thorns Life is strapping me down to the floor I'm gasping for air I try to get free Or magus Impamiiz will never be Nail driven mind bursting with hate Untangle myself, and to roam is my fate Open the door, race for the soul I'm back in command, I'm taking control Liquid Satan you burn with me Through him I am free Will not stop, I don't care Just through him as I live again I can not cope with human behaviour So, I cope with those from within Odd figures within its dreadful storm Brought to me by those from beyond Those creatures in the walls... Those creatures in the walls!! Just through him I live... Just through him I live again... (In the) Shape of the cosming god Im'stuck in here Sign of power you give to me Bring me... Bring me... Bring me to your glory... Father! Voices of reason, and so I am free A life without Satan, I know it can't be!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

[Pretext: I exit the void. Disconnect life. Expel the thick bile, the healing has been done, I've stepped outside. Exitus Spiritus. Luciferius et tu domunis I am the new law. Now be drawn to me... Ikon] Let the chanting begin I call forth those in slumber I call for retaliation From interest, a pure passion A deranged confession You bow so perfectly in joy Be drawn to the magnet soul The mutter is for you, my lord They bow to set you free - free at last! What were those words again Your suffering has got eyes (I'm) Caught up in the twirl, lord Satan Cutting myself on the shattered glass And so the chanting returns And now you bow for the magnet soul And so the chanting returns It is bound to set you free I ran from the trapped, I killed that world The confessor, I smashed your face in! Who are you in the reflection, I do not recognise Old man and his burden kept Killed from birth, a soul in dept The mutter is for you my lord I bow to set you free checked out so many times but I never left We call those in slumber now Give praise to the lord Satan, father We bow to set you free, this world is yours! Now bow down! For the magnet soul You bow down for the IKON I exude the host, I spit you out False face, are you righteous? Blessed be those of you with clear and open eyes Scorned angel of the light, Lucifer They bow for you, my lord Their minds will set you... free Luciferius et tu Dominus This world is yours! ... and so the chanting returns Now bow down for the Icon And so the chanting returns Rise to power! I K O N I K O N I K O N [Ante-text [sic]: ... and crush the immaculate conception. Mortal man, blood and bones and even God can die! Watch your saviour dissapear, as 'It' transcend into society. The conception of Satan as a norm, murdering your Gods. Wonderful rebellion in a land of lambs. Your old beliefs morally corrupt. You have created your own true hell. Satan excluded. Trapped with no return, and I am not priviliged to join. You of the self entrhoned lie of the 'holy'... here and now is your day of Torment! Glory, glory! Prisa Djavuten!]

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025