A Pale Debilitating Autumn
Branches swept aside<br/> Prepare to override<br/> And hasten past the trees<br/> As Sorrow's growth entwines me<br/> Conceiving to my cost<br/> My bearings I lost.<br/> <br/> Inscrutably pale, wondrous wood<br/> Fraught with woes...<br/> <br/> The glade... through lonely trees the wind moans<br/> Romance in days of old<br/> The house... on a wooden roof the moss grows<br/> <br/> And as I head into the wintry gale<br/> Deeply inhaling the waves of frost<br/> That have travelled far<br/> Through countless forests<br/> <br/> I taste the sudden inroad<br/> Relish the wooden smell of witchcraft<br/> <br/> At the mountainside I frown...<br/> <br/> The harvest moon shines upon the early frost<br/> Trees shed leaves in the piercing cold<br/> <br/> Groan for an ancient moonrise<br/> Knowing that these cryptic<br/> Wounds heal slowly<br/> Scars hurt horribly<br/> I revel in endless regrets...<br/> <br/> Seems to be hard to save his light<br/> From the odious day...<br/> <br/> Theft! My hollow throne purloined<br/> Do I wander the forest to learn?
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
A hoarse moan blows steam into the dark<br/> Leavening the night with a regnant weaponed direness<br/> <br/> As melodies of malady hover in the wind<br/> Tunes that the weak chant for their divinity<br/> A cadaverous silhouette moves<br/> <br/> Infuriated by ingrowing scorn<br/> Which evokes the urge to interpose<br/> And ceases my tearful swoon<br/> <br/> Imprecate upon their trust<br/> Abstruse hate throbbing in my breast<br/> Destined to erupt<br/> Delights in mouldering charity<br/> I submit to my wrath<br/> <br/> I fleer at your god<br/> <br/> Ominous steps of haste tread the ground<br/> Into the brightness I scowl<br/> Espy the last resort<br/> Forth I stalk to the source of my insurrection<br/> Lecherously I desecrate the cross<br/> <br/> Soon their eager quest for bliss will end<br/> Their hopes will be fulfilled by my hand<br/> I enthrone myself<br/> <br/> Unclosed for their entreaty I storm...<br/> Die!<br/> <br/> Ebullition, ecstasy as my swipes hit violently<br/> Boundless might the inner cause<br/> Overflow them with my force<br/> Their cries seem to be like hymns of adoration<br/> <br/> Glare at the hell of the burning inferno<br/> Adorning the night and my glorious acquisition<br/> <br/> Towering<br/> I thrive within almightiness<br/> But there will be no rest because in the distance<br/> They ache for me to announce the truth
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Crying for remission of sins<br/> Inner fight against faith begins<br/> Couldn't resist the temptation<br/> Seduced by the need of the flesh<br/> Obeying the merciful messiah<br/> Who leads and controls their desires<br/> To release them from disgrace and dismay<br/> The bastards mustn't see the light of the day<br/> <br/> Their sins will be confessed<br/> And murders will be blessed<br/> Absolved from what they've done<br/> The truth is forever gone<br/> <br/> Presented to the posterity<br/> A pretended life of purity<br/> Deceived by the fear of the god<br/> Who loves them<br/> <br/> Beneath the cross<br/> And the place where they all pray<br/> Innocent victims of lust will decay<br/> Beneath the monastery, brought to their tomb<br/> Never to be found inside the catacomb<br/> <br/> Secret love... Results rot to ashes<br/> Born guilty... Prohibit to exist<br/> Maintain the honour... The price is their death<br/> Religious perversity... Blind and obsessed<br/> <br/> Murdered at birth, entombed...<br/> Slaughtered and sacrificed for their god<br/> <br/> Crying for remission of sins<br/> Inner fight against faith begins<br/> Couldn't resist the temptation<br/> Seduced by the need of the flesh<br/> Obeying the merciful messiah<br/> Who leads and controls their desires<br/> Innominate corpses preserving the truth<br/> Not supposed to be disentombed
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Darkest green louring at me...<br/> <br/> I fled into the mouth of the sultry swamp<br/> Warm rain washed down my sweat<br/> To the virgin morass<br/> My feet sank down into the vegetable mould<br/> As I hectically escaped from a disenchanting sun.<br/> <br/> Abrupt slope in a morose realm...<br/> Where the cold is guarding me.<br/> I'm freezing...<br/> Can I refuse to bask in affection ever again?<br/> <br/> Grim mass of unsettled hatred<br/> Is benumbed by my depressive downfall.<br/> I grope my way along a darkened profanity...<br/> <br/> Meagre I've become<br/> On my pagan meanderings<br/> Murk obscures my inner moorland regions.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Oh life can't satisfy my pain and misery<br/> <br/> Fear... demoralized<br/> God... sends holy messengers<br/> Cry... darken your life<br/> Lost in the sphere, within no soul remains<br/> <br/> Falling... in your sleep they lurk to haunt you<br/> Bleeding... colliding with your soul and sanity<br/> <br/> Your dreams increase their wrath to get you<br/> Reality and sense of life will soon be gone<br/> <br/> Haunted by the creatures that were told to save your soul<br/> Embodiment of evil's what you see<br/> Trapped inside your world, pain no one will ever know<br/> In the holy end your blood will flow<br/> <br/> They are told to be merciful and so sweet<br/> But now you must see, they incarnate to steal your sanity<br/> <br/> You're inferior and helpless<br/> They will subjugate your needs<br/> <br/> Immortalized,<br/> These nightmares of your death appear all night<br/> And smash your beliefs with agony<br/> <br/> And now... it might satisfy to dream eternally
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
I am a wolfish moloch<br/> On a foray into ultimate woes...<br/> Gaining on the dry cold of depraved lament.<br/> <br/> The mopes are fadeless<br/> Guarded by this sword of mine<br/> <br/> I am a lordless monarch<br/> With unmasked romantic views<br/> Soured by chill since times long past<br/> Unbowed within Frost's mirthless grasp<br/> <br/> Cut down the raised hopes<br/> Never wane, raw night of mine.<br/> <br/> Noble storms maul with thornlike drifts<br/> Besiege Earth's miscreant bequest.<br/> <br/> Introversion, a bulwark against vile incursion...<br/> <br/> Wreaths of ashes encrust my reich<br/> Hauled down in Destruction's fatal wake<br/> <br/> Imperator of this ashen bane<br/> To shield my empire from harrowing passion<br/> And reminiscence.<br/> <br/> Rending the light while I brandish the sceptre<br/> Embitterment will impel my frost-bound soul<br/> To eradicate all life<br/> With strong back-up of the mighty royal hordes.<br/> <br/> And my baleful warriors<br/> Rushing at weak benign foes<br/> Trust in my blacksmiths' work.<br/> <br/> Wild, mythic charm!<br/> Dark emotions debouch in a prewar roan<br/> Ulterior comrades-in-arms emerge<br/> From the most remote antiquity<br/> To mar massively in this moonless inclement storm.<br/> <br/> But Victory will be confronted with a grieved void...<br/> <br/> So I reside in Rancour's umbrageous woods<br/> And those poetic tears will never be mine.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Insidious fog, draw near to shelter me<br/> No single look shall penetrate into my reich of gloom<br/> <br/> I absorb the morbid force of the turbid paleness<br/> <br/> There is another world apart from mine<br/> And only hate can sift to the other side<br/> Slowly stiffness grows inside my inmost self<br/> As my last "emotions" sink into oblivion<br/> <br/> Delirious with rage, I can never be reconciled<br/> With the paltry lives my hate reaches out for<br/> <br/> For evermore my mental wounds are healed<br/> <br/> Now I have the certainty that the border will soon open<br/> Impetuously craving for the total calamity<br/> <br/> Unrelentingly I'll eradicate anyone who's opposed to me<br/> Only my hostility exceeds my aggression<br/> <br/> Overcloud their realm<br/> With the darkness I was born in<br/> Mastery is mine<br/> And perpetually will be<br/> <br/> There is another world apart from mine<br/> And only hate can sift to the other side<br/> Slowly stiffness grows inside my inmost self<br/> As my last "emotions" sink into oblivion<br/> <br/> Insidious fog, draw near to shelter me<br/> And prepare me for the final storm
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Humiliate the weak<br/> Demoralizing ways to destroy the soul you seek<br/> A bestial behaviour<br/> Deep inside the subconscious of humanity<br/> <br/> The grief of the chosen victim<br/> Creates hateful satisfation<br/> Even at the edge of sanity<br/> No end of the terror's to be seen<br/> <br/> Searching for oppressive ways<br/> Symptomatic truth<br/> The urge to mortify<br/> Remains endlessly<br/> <br/> Symbols of depravity<br/> Penetrate their souls<br/> Instincts of perversity<br/> Lurk within their thoughts
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026