Individual Infernal Idimmu

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Before thee, the crooked horns Before my road ends Slaves we all are to the light To the beauty thee adore The astonishment towards eternity The dark and light in one The prayers unnecessary Understanding in thee Faith to sleep not far so long To wake up among mystery I find every single moment Of my being and perceiving Painful to forget, to neglect I stand on the edge Till I fall over to discover Till I touch the sweetness of sin Till they conspire against my will To bury me under what I detest Baptise me with the breath of filth Summon me to escape Protect me before I sleep Embrace me with thy wings I widespread open To dire into your hands Protect me thy light! Thou shall not be misled by the words sounding So familiar... let the betrayer Be portrayed as the victim, the deceit as the plan, let your eyes, Ears and the mind be deceived with the lies that You have always considered to be the only fundamental Truth for blasphemous are the ways of the creation...

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

This! My testimony My desperate cry For thy forgiveness And for my weakness Here I stand, fear and shake Here I await My days have almost passed Many times I asked thee master Once again I pray to thee Take the chalice away from me Tempt me not as I am weak! Think of me the way thou wish Judge me quick I'll soon be gone This choice is mine... wish to believe I have seen the rise and fall of thee I have heard thy sermon I have learnt the faults of this world Here I stand, look at thee And Now thee ask me down to sleep I pray thee lord my tears to sweep I hope I'll die before thee wake I beg thee lord for heaven's sake Conformity is the greatest of all the human weakness. The meek and the mild have never been the salt of the earth. They shall never die as they have never been born. The will to create has never been theirs. The will to live has sadly never been theirs, either.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

As millenia have forgotten so many names As the centuries have passed in silence As days have seemed to lock mysteries Still the visage of the traitors disgust Still the “nay” so rage Still the “yes” so eagerly whispered Where to seek the outspoken words? Where to dream of zonei if not in madness? Where to kneel and cry for anger? When to hear the voice of sin? When to cross sagalla if not today? When to tear the heart apart if not now? Call them now! dead but dreaming! Burn the scarled! bolt in fury! Let the mind flee from sacred patterns! May the scared melt like wax! May the humble choke with their purity! May their be laughed at truth May their work be destroyed These are the words cursing faces Emblazoned fright on their pity On compassion so weak and pointless Alal!!! Ia alal!!!

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

Zero As above it continuum Zero So below it shapeless lava Zero Sealed lips for the starving Zero Hoax of the knowing Limes inferior Picture of perfection in mirror Reflecting vicious marks of hide and seek Limes inferior I left and get downed to hide I am the wizard condemned I transport you to brave new world I fix the justice machine Limes inferior Shadows pray to have enough And you stay hand cuffed Zero Every truth is a hoax Zero Waste not so much strength Zero Bury the key Zero Bury yourself

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

This is the day Christ asked his disciples To join that sorrowful feast of the damned To share flesh and blood. I am standing here behind Judas In silence in peace Awaiting anticipating I am watching, observing their faces Reading in their minds, sensing thoughts Frightened they are, no longer brave To preach sermons, to serve the truth He takes the chalice full of blood Looks at me with these sad eyes and says For he is the man to whom we all owe life For he is the one who saves Jesus For he is the one we shall lay our faith upon For he is the one who shall hang on the cross Instead of me – Jesus your saviour For I am not a saviour not a martyr I am For I am not who they believe I am For I am but a prophet, no son of god And they see me, a man of a woman born Still a living sacrifice Of a name so unimportant Of a life so fragile Of a joy so short As I am awaiting my death. “His name was unspoken His visage unbearable His voice hissing His kingdom overwhelming Death and demise he brought For total destruction he sought”

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

I have come at night coated in darkness Eyes of mine blackness possessing no life Vermin creep in veins of mine Blood of mine black sea! Asar un-nefer Asar un-nefer Names of mine thousands! Millions of them there are! each one true And each one nameless on everyone's lips! Let there be word! Sotou speak! Ad-on-a-I scream! Feet of mine crush skulls Wrapped in flame I stride into kingdom mine! I bring nothing but demise! I preach not more than bad news! Sing! Angelos ton theon! “...from the deep abysses he was awakened By the filthy rituals invoked Summoned thousand times at night Brought from dream to the light ... Deity of fear hate and disgust The one that we all bowing shall trust ...”

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

In the void my eyes sleep In nothingness I dwell Black god in leather I am The one and the none Zi am I? Of arra am I? Nay! Idimmu I am! Zi dingir kia kanpa! May my sight frighten you! May my words deafen you! May my breath suffocate you! Zi dingir kia kanpa! Purest sand in my hand No beginning thus no end Black-eyed angel with a chain After storm comes the rain Rise up, by fright summon me! Rise up, by misery summon me! Rise up, by loneliness summon me! I shall bring you yet unknown Have no thoughts have no weakness Voice your screams Let me speak let me preach This new gospel the only truth Beware I rise! For a considerable amount of time it was literally believed that Christ had a brother. Human brother. This is, naturally of Christian tradition. The original charm comes from a totally different source. The verses of Necronomicon, being deliberately changed and naming Nazarene becomes more abstract, confusing and misleading. As all religious beliefs are to me.

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

Nazarene! Go far away! Be nailed! Be crucified! Turn your eyes from me! Your holiness may rise to heaven like unto smoke! Pass away and leave the body! From my body, depart in shame! From my body flee! Smile not to me! Your father cannot bless me! Come not near my body! Be condemned by shammash the mighty! No more light for you! Be devoured by age, the pure! No more peace for you! Be blinded by idimmu, the master! No more pity for you! Be torn apart by uruku, the wrath! No more the body of Christ Edin na zu! May you meet the brother! “On the Dhasmah hill 10,000 believers Gathered to fulfill the ritual invoking the ones who are dead but dreaming led by their high priest. The ritual supposing to end with a mass suicide unexpectedly transformed into an uncontrollable massacre as if strangely being inspired by some sort of inner spirit. Thus, the ritual failed to be Fulfilled and was forgotten for centuries.” Taken from “The Witness To The Signs Ritual”

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

It is true What many of you have heard Azag is praying Listening to the wind And as I speak He is opposing idimmu Fear not! Our homes sleep safe For the signs protect us! Arra reminds non-eyed Dust is harmless and bare Agga brings peace To dead but dreaming Bandar makes us bow And have faith in blackness I stand truthfully unafraid I have the sight now They smile to us Kia mass ssaratu.

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025