Anathema

Born of the northern winds, a venom of night obscene flows within me <br/> My descent into ash, where that lightless void still threatens to consume me <br/> (Chorus) I have tasted the sulphur dawn, where hope decays with the setting sun<br/> I abide by the whispers of the night, the unfurling of madness, of bliss, of death <br/> igne natura renovatur integra <br/> In absentia luci, tenebrae vincunt<br/> Absolved of the sardonic sun, carve your wisdom into my bones, so I may see<br/> through wolven eyes, to embody the threnody of night <br/> (Chorus) I have tasted the sulphur dawn, where hope decays with the setting sun <br/> Into the fields of memory, where the light within me died,<br/> let the earth be cleansed in flame under the grieving moon <br/> In the fractured realms of mind, appears my youth disfigured, drowning in melancholy <br/> Oh mournful dark I hear your call, your call <br/> I hear your call <br/> Your call

Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026

A Choir of serpents resounds within me, I will bear the torment <br/> of this inner winter, a disgust for all spewing the filth of Jehovah ,<br/> with true clarity I open my eyes anew ,a scorching gnosis of old, found in the <br/> pulsing of adversarial light<br/> fated in obsidian<br/> A trance abhorrent aligned with beasts, birthed in pride, conjured in ruin ,<br/> there can be no alleviation found amongst the ashes of self, lament and be reborn, cursed <br/> anathema, crucifixion of my former , where gods of hope and light lay murdered in heart<br/> Darkness enshroud me , the boy within has died, eroded in despair<br/> Deus Mortuus est! (Latin)<br/> Dieu est mort(French)<br/> Dio e morto (Italian)<br/> God is dead<br/> May wolves devour the sun on tides of life's end, all sanctity impaled on shores of loss<br/> When each breathe breeds failure and each drop of sweat naught , I know now, that path I sought Is lost<br/> Slay now all remnants of self, hopelessly grasping at dawn , a voice of lunacy ,distant " you've been left here to die"<br/> Awoken to embers burning in quenchless ire<br/> With serenity broken , released from in me this devils light

Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026

In a state of elevation blackening <br/> All knowing eyes seeing nothing <br/> May dogs gnaw at the flesh of fools<br/> I sense this descent once again<br/> Nepenthe, Arcane withering of body<br/> Here dies all peace of mind<br/> Evoking what should never be <br/> Lulled by false comfort<br/> Lost are all ways back to life <br/> <br/> Tranquillity in dying inward <br/> Reaching heights of Erebus <br/> A shroud has lifted in conscious<br/> Nigredo, this blackening of psyche <br/> Quivering in harrowing of soul<br/> Unearthed within darkest radiance<br/> In self destruction arose meaning <br/> Lost are all ways back to life<br/> Nigredo<br/> <br/> I am in hell , tranquil

Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026

Behold, the ravages of age<br/> The scorns of a thousand years forgotten<br/> Entombed in my despair; with hate to fuel my soul<br/> This icy palace is my temple<br/> “Oh but the moonlight doth rest its soft glow upon my windowpane”<br/> And from my throne I turn a cold and weary gaze<br/> Beset by the darkest of death's spirits, I am cloaked by shadows <br/> I hear tell of angel and succubi; and disregard all<br/> My black sorcery is beyond the reach of your brood<br/> Devouring souls<br/> From my frosty throne I am the overseer of this world<br/> Crying orders to my legions of war<br/> To snuff the righteous flame<br/> Torn apart in to black sea of sorrows<br/> Four thousand fathoms below<br/> A heart forged of frost and the contemplative mind<br/> Searching the cosmos for to seek an escape<br/> From untimely mortal doom, I am above you all<br/> How harshly the sights and sounds of this realm<br/> Do assault my failing senses<br/> Lifted to dimensions of innocence<br/> To weep for those invested in the physical<br/> Walking among the gardens of Hera<br/> Wading in waters of incomparable beauty<br/> To sleep, to stay, in this place<br/> Never to return to the illusion<br/> Let the rain wash my tired eyes<br/> What dreams may hold, I can never deny

Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026

The sun descends the priest makes haste and seals the doors<br/> The cracks of stone the moon gives womb to evil flight,<br/> The wizard laughs, He cackles at the shackles forged to hold down the beasts<br/> The spell takes shape a leather wing beats at the fog <br/> Once upon a pact of men the council sealed his Fate<br/> Banished to the caverns to live out his final days<br/> But fear had gripped their hearts and they set out to cast him down<br/> Held above his cauldron where the deed was wiped and burned <br/> Sworn to vengeance brought to life by the moonlight taking lives<br/> Thy guardians shall betray you and thy church shall crumble<br/> The gargoyles breathing fly, dive unholy shrieking<br/> The ivory fangs drip with the cost of lies<br/> The soulless monsters deconstruct brick by brick<br/> Gods house gives place to an orgy of the sick<br/> Where the monsters eat the flesh of the clergy and the king<br/> With one foul swipe they behead Jesus lost among their wings<br/> Their sworn protectors now a weapon of the devil<br/> Born among the fiery pits of hell to sleep in stone<br/> The inquisition slays their steel will crack at the incarnations of evil<br/> Battering the soldiers of God<br/> They kill without remorse, brought into being to usher the fall of Christ <br/> Send out the call from rooftop to cemetery<br/> The hour is nigh to stain the past with the righteous of blood<br/> The pews are set ablaze, hell recreated in the holy walls<br/> Natures justice is done, the vessels of vengeance flee from the sun<br/> They fly black protectors of night<br/> All they have held dear is taken away<br/> The guardians of heaven<br/> Now freed from their stone prison<br/> To turn on the gate keeper and cast down God

Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026

Flee again from the light<br/> and bury the heart<br/> There is no solace herein<br/> My wings will burn in anguish<br/> Time and time again<br/> The inexorable truth of life<br/> and the burden of its gift<br/> Murderous<br/> This inner voice sings<br/> Odiouz<br/> So cruelly poisoned by time<br/> For I have lost myself<br/> in this deep subconscious void<br/> there is no remedy for my affliction<br/> A lingering sorrow engrained<br/> A malign essence with<br/> the inner eye peers vigilant<br/> "And if you gaze long into an abyss<br/> the abyss also gazes into you"<br/> - Friedrich Nietzsche<br/> Tempus edax rerum<br/> (Time,devourer of all things)<br/> Flee again from the light<br/> I've buried the heart<br/> There is no solace therein<br/> My wings have burned in anguish<br/> Time and time again<br/> The inexorable truth of life<br/> and the mark of its gift<br/> Murderous<br/> This inner voice sings<br/> Odious<br/> So cruelly poisoned by time<br/> Time devours all things<br/> Left waiting for those first rays to come<br/> I stand beyond grace with eyes drifting<br/> Tnto that yawning dark , without fear

Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026

And That bell of depression chimes again searching the unanswered chord of silence,<br/> the esoteric winds of I, unchanging calamity, I thought I could reach those heights unscathed,<br/> betrayed by dream, I have ignited myself with my own will, unable to tame its blaze,<br/> Further fallen into this pit of woe, Swallowing shards of glass, each resonating defeat,<br/> this constant rhythm of failure has bled me dry. Apathetic, with each breath I stab at the light,<br/> all exits lead Somber, Into that abyss ,cold, There is no hope for those born of nyx<br/> betwixt pain and truth, All purpose a lie, Come forth finality, I'm branded by the grave<br/> There is no hope for those born of Nyx, Thanatos beckons, I am not of those born of light ,<br/> Unfathomable fire, A dirge foreshadowing, The last shard of self is lost, And time heals nothing<br/> in addiction concealed this madness, Of noose wrapped around my throat , come now soothing pyre<br/> There is no hope for those born of nyx, betwixt pain and truth, All purpose a lie<br/> Come forth finality, I'm branded by the grave, There is no hope for those born of Nyx<br/> Thanatos beckons, And That bell of depression chimes again, I will not wake from this trance<br/> Come serene dark, Time heals nothing<br/> Come serene dark, At peace with nothing<br/> Come serene dark, I dream of nothing<br/> Come serene dark, I feel nothing<br/> Nothing

Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026

Fragments in Flame<br/> from “Paradise Lost” by: John Milton (1667)<br/> “Awake, arise, or be forever fallen.”<br/> “I sung of chaos and eternal night taught by the heavenly<br/> muse to venture down the dark descent and up to reascend”<br/> “Better to reign in Hell, than to serve in Heaven.”<br/> “All is not lost, the unconquerable will,<br/> and study of revenge, immortal hate,<br/> and the courage never to submit or yield.”<br/> “Oh sun to tell thee how I hate thy beams<br/> that bring to my remembrance of which state I fell”<br/> "... Farewell, happy fields, Where joy for ever dwells! Hail, horrors! hail,<br/> Infernal world! and thou, profoundest Hell, Receive thy new possessor <br/> “Which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair?<br/> Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell;<br/> And in the lowest deep a lower deep, Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide,<br/> To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.” “A mind not to be changed by place or time.<br/> The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.<br/> What matter where, if I be still the same, And what I should be, all but less than he<br/> Whom thunder hath made greater?" “This horror will grow mild this darkness light”

Submitted by MetalElf — Jun 21, 2026