Fatima

Darkness as a veiled glass On red clouds are rising up Deep autumn creeps Where skies are livid And winter comes forth Trespassing gates of heaven Appearing to rule Our Lady of charity and grace Our light and comfort trace Our source of hope In fragments The miracle and apocalypse Useless it’s praying god Be thy eye witness ripped out Constellations Seize for her a throne From where she governs Enlightening your soul And night upon world “Brother, do you want to feel the fire? You gotta go down Blazing through the flames to beware Of tempting mess As Thomas’ finger settled on Jesus’ chest Touching under vest with your hand The leper’s plague” An interstellar massacre over spaceline And the jealous saints Bleed in their vanity A curse to paradise To burn the Jesse Tree And the hierarchy Welcome here where crowd waits Living the miracle of moon Immolation Blood spatters her crown With which she hails Releasing out her hordes To radiate upon world

And the blood in their mouth will taste sober The marriage of Chana under rain As morning pure water for an acolyte Worst venom descends through your bowels Terrible dark beauty of nature Reminds of incarnation divine In the garden of wounded Christ Slavering demons appear 'pon the cradle to wait Their turn to feed hunger justified Let our hands dig under The gravestone of abyss set Uncorrupted by the witness Triumphant inner flesh Persecution and despair forget The cruelty wears a talar Infesting children left At the cathechesis lesson sat Thy door has been pressed With the blood of the lamb Sleep-walkers at borderline frail They still repeat to themselves It was just a nightmare from past The bestiary of Christ

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

A silhouette in shadow So many times I see In beauty now I sleep A step forward to your grave Listen little angel To the words of lullaby Now close your eyes forever And leave the world of light Seminary and rigid rules To the convent chamber used Where my body was abused And so long I was recluse Flame of a candle was consuming the wax Far through window as a dancing whore Then darkness there and nothing more Sleep my little angel Don’t say a word tonight Tomorrow wash your blankets Your sorrow is others’ delight The litany of the sacred heart The queen of the holy rosary The shroud of a virgin in ecstasis Listen little angel To the words of lullaby Now close your eyes forever And leave the world of light

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

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Ghost of city lay still Under white aurora moon spell Genuflexed the nails I felt During the Sunday sermon at Easter mass Am I a servant? A rosary kisser I face holy virgin licking my fingers Am I a sinner? Smoke for believers Am I a liar? Faith in my inner lust My hands started bleeding on the marble stair Under marian grace I suffer Her desire in stigma plague Perversion creeps in tender cares My pain and wounds so rare She taught me in naked darkness To impart the cruel caress Her mercy 'pon my mortal flesh Witnessing on earth Be bound to serve in crimson spill Her passion in wales on skin pale My lips slowly move on to pray For all those who wonder The miscreant shall believe The blind will see and the mute will speak Am I a servant? Am I a sinner? Stigmatized under marian grace

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

I’ve travelled so far away from home Where I left my life denied With a white spelled dream Which fades to night As the past sins into morninglight I’ve tried so hard every way to call Myself back to life In the warmest lust where tight will falls As grey ash over Fire-eaten skies Of misery and the final hope Now hear me screaming loud Dyers! Sinners! Chanting prayers There waits the crowd Standing at sunset A pilgrimage of lepers to the sanctuary vault An ordinary story Of misery and the final hope Now hear them screaming loud By the bleeding of my feet Arms and lips I bow myself to thee Over charity and grace you master here On a raw stone walk on my knees To kiss prodigious skin Now hear them crying out They offer their soul for misery And the final hope Over charity and grace I worship here

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

I fall suddenly asleep As forced to stillness By impending presence near me So are these scars maybe a gift from heaven? Obsessive dreams that recall to seven My body shakes by delirium tremens Don’t feel any pain or fear A greenglow which filters through A shadow behind the door Something is coming forth An extracorporeal sight Invisible arms to lift I levitate As a mystic shaman blessed By holy spirit I float Entranced in an altered State of perception Believe forever And never forget Her gaze upon my skin Phosphorescence behind That shadow which hides inside Grey angels with eyes of shark Believe forever and ever And never forget My naked chest on a cold stone altar pressed The injected needles into my veins are left I suffered from a rare hysteria form My story under regressive hypnosis

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Sun has set over Saint Peter’s square 'Neath obelisk shadow which grew so vast The council of ravens in conspiracy of silence A rest of black feathers at dusk Last sleep on the earth deformed Awaiting fulfillment at dawn Preparing the poison for world Enfolding the throne Ascending to Secret, the Fourth The second upcoming was hidden by popes The second messiah enslaving you all Gold shines on purple talars Undressed forlorn and mould Strange voices and whispers haunt Vatican rooms Tormenting dreams of bishops asleep With visions of falling to misery and ruin The end of two thousand years under Kingdom of Church The next one has come, the Devil calls The wisdom of Christ and Saints burns “An Archangel will walk among mortals once again The rebel one who fell down from heaven to abyss Will rise through the flames from depths to punish Planting his seed into womb of charity and grace” This is revelation of Fourth Secret From letters of Sister Lucy to keepers The next incarnation by Lucifer semen

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

A manifest to architect the fame Now that cult has become danger And thousand of mouths filled with her name Keeping safe the church domain Institution claims its own All can’t be erased: to assimilate! And take back control Her prodigy has just been approved Among the stench of upcoming decay Psychosis gains into strategy Under drape where misery lays Awake A tacit order through centuries With the perfect aim to preserve Supremacy built on suffering And respect born from the pain “And I will descend in white lightning gown Not crown of thorns but mantle of stars Over clouds as a carpet to set me down A proud rose in the burning bush Seed of glory sown in eternal dust” From now on you will pray Her and only her Once again upon disgrace Last purification through fire has come Leading a brave army of cripples devoted Once again upon disgrace Among storms as a goddess who rides the night A Valkyr grown in despotic arms To rise as queen enthroned to martyrs’ eyes From now on you will pay Face to face Once again upon disgrace

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

In a graveyard where the shadows roam And the mist spreads out thick as foam There’s a white Mary’s statue and a priest alone Beneath the silent snowfall And red tears drop on wish to touch Where lust rises Rigid among spasms of pleasure and a cilice close To the penitence of vows as thorns of rose Ma belle, my hell I masturbate myself with the icon 'pon my bed If could blind walls of cell Reflect the perverse I’ve kissed where She bled Weeping serum red As relic I collect Her scent with care I breathe A menstrual fetish for My private incest Rigid among spasms of pleasure And a cilice close as thorns of rose On this evening when storm awakes And her figure stands proud beyond the graves There’s the last drop of faith and a priest insane About transuding strange And blood tears drop on wish To touch where lust rises

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

From the sand of a ghost desert The Sirocco wind blows on Through the dunes where the time is lost As a serpent creeps forlorn Prophet’s progeny has there taken form By her hands and womb so warm In the shadowfall her chador was led To the bloodline of Muhammad Falling down from the stars to abyss and fade out As a comet appearance Fleeting in the cosmos night And Israel awaits in terror The return of Sultan’s might As the nightmare of a new Pharaoh And now walk where you fear On a fire-woven tapestry End is near Falling down from the stars to abyss and fade out Burning from a deeper paradise Razing towns Welcome to the holocaust So now walk where you fear Burning from a deeper paradise End is here She’s the Fourth Daughter of the Light She’s the Lore, Queen of Holy War She’s the Ancient Mother of Islam She’s the Shining Fatima

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025