Ad Noctum: Dynasty of Death

I cross dimensions unseen to ride on the axis of dreams As I drift on through the dark corridors of post mortem The only light in the darkness Is the flame that burns In my soul I intend to follow the eternal flame of my secrecy Emancipate the mortal world as minds redeem from the mortuary The only life in the darkness Is the force that yearns In my soul The black funeral uniform Gives me powers I'm catching without warning The dark paranormal calling A putrefied shadow that In purgatory dwell Imprisoned by the cold anxious pits of hell A serpent in my soul In midnight's aura as A ghostly fire The child prodigy Of abysmal desire As the deathlike silence pervades The incubus now invades Show yourself unclean spirit Tonight I give thy shadow life Rise with me in darkest blessing Thine demon force I feel possessing A holotropic mind and spectral eyes divine Through the shallow haze As sky turns red

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

In a timeless departure From the flesh Drifting the cold ether streams of death By the altar of sacrifice as I call upon the night To take and give me life Beyond the shores of life I glorify the hour of blackness As the bell of immolation calls Stony imperium dark sanctorium The paragon of destruction A sardonic watcher By cryptic graves In phantom kingdom's creation I call the clouds to gather The beginning of the storm Let my whispers end in thunder A black heart will adorn The wings when I'm reborn Engraved on my memory Is whom hatred made me The ravages of time Battles on in my mind There are still Wounds that bleed Deep in the soul of mine I behold the beginnings of sorrow And predict the omens of cruelty In the plague's shadow I follow As tormenting winds sweeps Through the cathedral halls As the bell of immolation calls In embers of infernal greed Feeding the fires unholy Apocalypse was born When hell brainstormed Through me Stony imperium dark sanctorium The paragon of destruction A sardonic watcher By cryptic graves In phantom kingdom's creation I call the clouds to gather The beginning of the storm Let my whispers end in thunder A life among the dead and sorrowful The endless voids where Spirits are mournful From the pale of agonising light I cross the bridge To crystal night As the bell of immolation calls

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

As the shadow of Dark angels fall From the grace of light I am carried in the arms of death Into the night The universe unveils A glowing entrance to doom Next to the setting sun and The rising moon Wine of life streams In faint nocturnal screams As the rivers run red From the wrath of Armageddon And the wine of life is shed Into the pits of the cold beyond Timor et tremor venerunt super me At the time when the sun emerges from the dark In limbo a star shines and in silver it sparks I search my soul as darkness burn For a shadow it shall return From the pits of the cold beyond Timor et tremor Venerunt super me Et aligo cecidit super me

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

I'm launching into The abysmal universe Disembodied I enter The cosmic cataclysm I discover stairways To celestial dreamscapes A dark unknown conjunction within in immoral dimension Locus reconditus occulta tenebrarum As all the worlds collide And the heavenly sky divide I live only to see the Last star descend From above as the Mortal journey end The genesis of the Dynasty of death Through dark tunnels In levitation Black cosmic space In manifestation I escape the earthly pandemonium Into a vast nocturnal sanctum A nemesis for all evil I confess My soul bleeds by all the forces I possess A benediction of unholy Wrath and sorrow My heart is buried in dark Catacombs of horror Sucked into that hole That deep black hole Not for a thousand years Will I manage to crawl Out of this darkness All the vibes are insane In the wilderness of pain Dungeon darkness In violent fire Transfix the soul With hell's desire Where myriad's of lives Are laid in ruins Dormant in the ashes of All terrestrial dreams The dynasty of death In the dark caves of oblivion Bad blood rises from The Mega Therion From vast stalactite halls So undivine Through the misty Corridors of time As one live one shall die Ad noctum

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 24, 2025

Thought are tyrants That always return To rape and torment the heart As darkness sweeps The face of Earth I enter the chambers Of bleeding art I receive a black picture Of the future Shockwaves attack from A nihilistic universe Another icon shattered, Drown in gory failure The supreme sacrifice Done in hatred's curse The will to power Fades slowly out It was so my fate To crawl among reptiles Epitaphs was carved Deep into the core Of the living memories My spirit was awaiting The incinerator No anxiety, no pain Just everlasting sleep When you seek the dawn of light From the cold dungeons of night The world is caught in a spell Where dreams have become hell Psycological autopsy, Spirally depression Darkness takes its prey Psycological autopsy, Spirally depression End the life and earthly mission As I found peace in Death's challenge The world remained In a rotten stench Psycological autopsy, Spirally depression Darkness takes its prey Psycological autopsy, Spirally depression End the life and earthly mission I stand within the flame Watch the wisdom be discovered When life and death is the same I am devoured So many nights I have spent In thoughts not heaven sent Blood of hatred Poured down like rain For evil secrets insane In silent gloom I kneeled obsessed Channeling the Enigmatic darkness My soul, the servant Under the illusive wings of death When I receive a black Picture of the future And schockwaves attack from a nihilistic universe My body, the temple, A mausoleum in flesh Under the illusive wings of death

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

By dawn's early light I see no end to the Dark obsession I am swallowed by night's Infernal dream profession O' sea of fire, all hatred's desire Thy abhorrent cremation Sparks in my eyes Forces generates from The bottomless pits of detestation Under the delusion of hatred The becoming of a malignant tormentor In a spell of Symptomatic madness I identify with aggressor This world will become Infernal land A violation of harmony As I kill with a psychic command Destruction let all pain fly free The metamorphosis From man to beast In the darkened Network of the mastermind Evil is blooming in the shades of divine For within every seed There is a promise Of abomination In my heart's enigma, Man is an anathema I am a resistance fighter Not by choice but by destiny Evil is a pure exciter When I dwell in embers Of infernal greed Fire of blasphemy, Evil against all energy I rise from the darkened soil With a craving to ingest Where moonlight ever Shall infest In my heart's enigma Man is an anathema In embers of infernal greed The yawning abyss of madness

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

Again I drift the halls of wondering The black castle of solitude On the very edge of sanity In mental cryogenic interludes I have slipped into the seventh circle of hell In realms where deadly shadows infest every cell Internal Seremonies in ritual death External bleedings for the demon of madness Hide from the torture of the dazzling light The demolition voice shall speak tonight While I'm staring down into the darkest pit An ocean black as the night So infinite deep and consuming It swallows all life force with might Again I drift the halls of wondering As I focus for the darkness to come In anguish minds uplift the conquering To cross the line of death beyond Internal ceremonies in ritual death External bleedings for the demon of madness An abstract reality and bottomless insanity To search for the powers to please The subconscious spirit of disease Time found no remedy cause winds of darkness was stealing me The yawning abyss of madness A cryptic slaughter by hate Darkness is the only survivor As devil dominion terminate Behind the sealed door to imagination I sense the voices of devastation Dementia praecox A cascade of dark emotions An ominous silence imprisons me With disfigured landscapes The winds that carry this esoteric call Emerges from the dungeons underneath my soul As i cross the bridge to that darkness My eyes are filled with so much death

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025