The Apostate of Light

Underneath the mountain of snakes <br/> Breathless and eyeless I’m praying for pain <br/> To cripple the soil sans touch <br/> Praising the sin in the siege of blood <br/> Headless and spineless for the soul to take <br/> As the last of drops from the sour waters of life <br/> <br/> The water of sacral <br/> The genesis of pain <br/> The semen of dark sibling <br/> The one with the scars on tongue <br/> The one with the scars in eyes <br/> I’m crawling down the mountain of serpents <br/> With venom in heart and venom in blood <br/> To cripple the soil sans touch <br/> The brimstone like vision shatters the light <br/> Illumine the sparks of sovereign madness <br/> Taking the last breath from the sour waters of life <br/> <br/> The oil of sacral <br/> The reverence of pain <br/> The semen of dark blood <br/> The one with the scars on tongue <br/> The one with the scars in eyes <br/> <br/> The grotesque like silence as a nimbus to my final shape of degradation, clash of the ethereal wombs <br/> And thy sting of the venom bears the abundance of worms’ life <br/> <br/> I embrace the madness with the one who teaches me fire <br/> To burn the flames of existence and to lay my heart on pyre <br/> <br/> Mesmerized by visions of life that keeps the pain infra to the essence of Samael

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

As far as the light can reach <br/> There is no spell to evoke my speech <br/> There is no water to wash away the sin <br/> There is no salt to heal my kin <br/> <br/> As far as the dark can spread <br/> There is no rite to evoke the dead <br/> There is no oil to feed the fire <br/> There is no wood to set the pyre <br/> <br/> As long as the time can pass <br/> I shall dwell in the darkness <br/> I shall soak the unhallowed ground <br/> I shall bury in the sulphur mound <br/> <br/> Was not the crypt prepared for thee? <br/> Was not the blood spilled for me? <br/> <br/> Those who brought the silence… a damnable source of tranquility <br/> Without a single spark I have seen the light <br/> Without a single voice I have heard the storm <br/> Those who brought the sadness… a damnable source of madness <br/> <br/> I have poured the salt of time onto the wounds that cannot heal <br/> Bestowing the gospel of the bone for the darkness to deal <br/> <br/> Cremation of the sun - the annihilation <br/> Ceasing of time - the procreation <br/> <br/> Had I not a right to heal till eternity amongst the vacant corridors of the dead? <br/> <br/> Salt for the healer, a gospel for the bone dealer

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

The bones stand still against the storm <br/> Scratching the marrow from the shadows above <br/> Shivering signs embrace the flame and shatter the void from inside <br/> <br/> A dream that never ends or begins <br/> A dream within a dream… coldness of the heart <br/> Mouthless and eyeless, whispering of blood <br/> <br/> A prayer without a will, without the knowledge of distance between the worlds of blind <br/> Remarkable evil <br/> <br/> By foot you step aside <br/> By soul you gaze onward the freezing sun <br/> Incapable to recognize the light from darkness <br/> Immune to embrace its own shadow and absorb the void <br/> <br/> I command to fall <br/> I command to crawl <br/> I fly over the oceans of fire and dust to face my remembrance <br/> I destroy

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Into the rabid grasp of the plague <br/> I liberate the bursting seeds in lust and pain <br/> Yet emanate a breed of eyeless visions to mourn the tears of rust and death <br/> Where the cold deaden essence illuminates the strength of the infidel’s heart <br/> <br/> I became the exhale of vigorous poisonous fumes <br/> Touched by the bliss of the pestilence winds <br/> To eternity engraved in ashes and mud <br/> Chosen to embrace the child with thorns of the divine oblivion <br/> <br/> Thy messenger of the ruthless spirits <br/> He holds the verdict, holds the sin <br/> He bears the flames to the fiery brim <br/> <br/> The light of the worms, the light for the dead <br/> <br/> Come, inhale the plague <br/> So nefarious and vague <br/> <br/> Blessed be the veil of the flame which stirs my abhorrent flesh <br/> Blessed be the eyes of the serpent which scorn and slain <br/> Blessed be the tongue of venom which embalms my heinous being <br/> Blessed be the mouth of the void, the dark eminence of the plague <br/> <br/> Come, inhale the plague <br/> So nefarious and vague <br/> <br/> Thy messenger of the ruthless spirits <br/> He nailed the verdict, he brought the sin <br/> He illuminated the flames to the fiery brim <br/> <br/> Into the rabid grasp of the plague <br/> I liberate my soul, my blood, my sin and my flesh

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

To shatter the light and devour them <br/> Yet bury the sun to feed them <br/> <br/> Acknowledge the worm life – embrace the madness within <br/> <br/> The worms of the festering darkness <br/> Spread like beams of the silver moon <br/> They’ve spoken of the silent rituals and the last of souls who’s been given to the sin <br/> <br/> To shatter the light and devour them <br/> Yet bury the sun to feed them <br/> Melting the salt of time and space <br/> To conjoin the blood and the vapor <br/> <br/> I’ve pledged my blood as the apostate of light <br/> Sheer and naked before the bliss of silence <br/> Above my sin I’ve freed the aura of salvation and the last of spirits who’s been chosen for the death <br/> <br/> I am the apostate of light <br/> I am the one who hunts the world <br/> <br/> My temple of thoughts, so isolated place of power and might…, distant in the night <br/> Silent chamber of agony and pain…, a sanctity in vain <br/> <br/> I am the apostate of light <br/> I am the one who hunts the world <br/> <br/> I shred the skin so pale and gloom and sacrifice to moon of silver<br/> All the blood I’ve shed, so venomous in red <br/> <br/> Light the candle before the ritual is over and break the bones of time and space

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

I osculate the flames of agony and slay the light in the grotesque embrace <br/> I’ve set the obstacles of my thoughts beyond the corridors of wisdom so pure <br/> <br/> I am the silencer of light <br/> I absorb the void within me <br/> I create the forms of perdition <br/> I breed the apocalypse <br/> I bear the essence of the archworm <br/> I collect the mysteries <br/> <br/> To drink the venom from the hives of Hades <br/> To spit the nectar of grey despair <br/> To elevate my passion as a genus of the abyss <br/> To unleash the storms of havoc <br/> <br/> In vain you have breathed the ash <br/> In pain you will perish like silence <br/> <br/> To roam beyond the vale of madness <br/> To bear the sign of the void <br/> <br/> Beyond my skin rests the wound so obsolete and gloom <br/> A limbo of salvation - a sentinel of doom <br/> Beyond my flesh dwells the mystery of sore <br/> A character of solitude –a spark of the lore <br/> <br/> And for the slain I'll set the madness <br/> To sacrifice thee in the silent sadness <br/> I have dwelt ever in halls of pale <br/> Excavating the ashes from thoughts

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026