The Extinction Prophecies
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The Madness festers… more potent than ever before Ancestors… those I once adored Bear witness to their sons! The blasphemies I beheld…the soil in which I dwell The cradle burns as tinder to this Hell And still they are blind to what they have done… Once my fecundity was wisdom But soon only tears filled my glade Serenity no longer binds me I’ve sprouted a cancer of blades. Too long I have slept…dreaming of better days Too long I have wept… while the world fell to decay The blasphemies I behold… False Gods poised to consume An ocean of frozen souls – an eldritch doom The earth pines for a Panacea to its misery. All Mortals must perish before the prophecies come to be… This is your fate. [Written by: Morte McAdaver / Thomas Cyranowski] [Vocals: Lilith Astaroth]
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
The fires of the civilized world…sparkle in the evening shade The comforts warm the creatures She made… Leeches form the webs…that provide their peace Cities borne of desires and caprice… Like Flowers to the Furnace Beauty ebbs away Wonders put aside Thrown to yesterday. I remember when Times of better men Paradise denied Never to return again. The modern world no longer has life or death Only addiction and the fevered dreams of a purpose to fulfill… It must be what they’ve always wanted To surrender their will And keep the world so still… so still… (And kill the world…kill…kill.) (Immolation…) Burning the cradle of the earth helps them fall asleep Burying themselves in falsehoods too deep. Progress is the call that has led to this Forgetting who they were in the name of bliss. Like Flowers to the Furnace Consuming everyone Nothing ever grows Nothing can be won I remember when Before they drank the chemicals So long ago Now forever condemned. [Written by: Morte McAdaver / Thomas Cyranowski] [Vocals: Lilith Astaroth]
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
Darkness descends from the firmament Shredding winds sever the lifelines Unbound in torment – these victims of sentience They mourn the scattered fragments of their designs. These are the remnants of a fragile civilization Terror takes the reins in the fate of the storm’s manifestation. Oh, see them wither in the wake of a carrion rain Worms erupt from the soul to lay claim to the grains. Corrosive waters fall to drown the vermin Mortals perish alone in rusted enclosures Sinking – the undertow begins Such fallible creatures cannot hope to endure. The stentorian call of thunder Awakens me to the true nightmare Cyclones harrow through the headstones’ Sundered cityscapes in despair Long ago, they prayed to Her To guard crops from malignant swarms Now, wreathed in a cloud of locusts I watch the defilers waste away in the famine storm. The famine storm… [Written by: Morte McAdaver] [Vocals: Lilith Astaroth]
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
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Once upon a time… When I seeped with wisdom Nestled deep in your earth Nurturing mankind from its birth Your weeds have borne steel And I weep for your hunger As your forces grow stronger It is I who remember your crimes… Ignorant… To the blasted fields and wilted air Complacent… To a fallen future and a fate laid bare And you would gouge your own Mother from within To beget dust and skeletons. I watch you betray yourselves… And She is too withered to care. Once upon a time… They beseeched me for guidance Groveled on their knees For the wisdom of trees Now I reap their disease! Their pitiful defiance These dregs of science In sorrow and hatred entwined… Decrepit crops unsought by mankind Scarecrows laid bare for the starving soil. You would choke willingly upon your Mother’s ashes And rue in millennia of Reckoning [Written by: Morte McAdaver / Thomas Cyranowski] [Vocals: Lilith Astaroth]
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
Bathed in brine, drowned by time A place where the titans submerged Downtrodden seas, home to scores of debris Where Mother’s nightmares converged. Choked upon salt, embalmed in silt Erosion gnaws at the shores A maelstrom of tears where all hope disappears Horrors from the gulfs below… Sediment in the wind, corruption within Vessels will sail to their deaths Painted by oil, the wellspring despoiled Devouring denizens of the depths. When the waters reject your tongues The famine will be complete I will drink your remorse as your bones feed the shores To nourish my cancerous roots and replenish the seed… [Written by: Morte McAdaver] [Vocals: Lilith Astaroth]
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
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Surely they must know that the end is near The locusts breed, infesting eyes and ears Civilization lies in ruin beneath a cold sun The tempest has torn through the world And my harvest time has come. Starvation is your fate Your ignorance prevailed, and now it’s too late. One last sacrifice for a withered womb Her body shall be your tomb. Extinction is on the rise An offering…before the whole world dies. One last genocide upon the Willow’s Edge Upon the Willow’s Edge… Come ever closer and be purified Absolution is obtained through suicide. Expiation to feed the fields Coffins forged in factories of steel (Your) senses too deadened to feel the pain I feel… My Harvest Time has come… The world will come undone… The reaping has begun… One last offering – let it be done! So alone… in my bleak eternity So alone… I must find serenity. It’s the end of all their dreams They never heard their Mother’s screams I bring an exit from this world, so obscene As I reap this Sorrow Seed! I grant the release from their suffering… the suffering of ignorance. I bring them back to the soil… back to innocence… So alone… in my bleak eternity So alone… There is no serenity [Written by: Morte McAdaver] [Vocals: Lilith Astaroth]
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
[Part I: Violent Fecundity] A gift for humanity My violent fecundity The Harvest Time has come to be I lay the world to rest. Mortals pleading for release It’s all for the best… Castigate… the foul flesh of a despotic race War… feel the blade’s embrace There is no love that remains for this unworthy disgrace. No… there is no future anymore You are but husks of what you were before In my shadow, a procession falls to nevermore. Grown is the Sorrow Seed Requiem resounding as they bleed Mortals pleading for release The Reaping must proceed… Suffer… for the transgressions and neglect A pestilence of voracious insects The salt in the Earth abjures; you shall never resurrect! Failures… in the eyes of all creation Cenobites of a profane invasion There is no salvation; Humanity has chosen extermination! [Part II: Glamour (the Others)] Illusions once pacified men into reverence When the Gentry protected the forests How I miss the voices of the Others The victims of spiritual severance – Banality – now doomed to rest. Once upon a forgotten time… Men feared to tread in the dark Their laws meant nothing to the Others Now, reason is their crime And they have left their mark. The Glamour is shed to reveal The world’s ugliness to be all that is real I call upon the thorns of the hedge To join me in mourning and slaughter By the grace of the Willow’s Edge… [Part III: Silent Slaughter] [Instrumental] [Part IV: Heralds of Ash] So… Her blades will till the wasteland (Her) hatred tends the flames No longer bound by mortal men’s will The stars are ours to reign! We are the Heralds of Ash Into blackness let this world be cast. Annihilation of the weak To grant them the solace they seek… The sands of time have fallen And the Chaos is crawling. This is all that remains Fettered roots are my veins – the earth is mine to reign. [Part V: Respite] And so, as the cradle comforts the bones I stand alone. This guardian can finally fade away Know that even as my colors fade to gray I am filled with respite to share this wedding grave. [Written by: Morte McAdaver / Thomas Cyranowski] [Vocals: Lilith Astaroth]
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
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Once I was a mortal man Now I traverse the realms beyond The material plane is but a crossroads The epicenter of a temporal abyss. Anchored by the webs of stasis Made brittle through the ignorant years At long last, I find passage To elucidate with chaos and fear. Once among the mortals, I elected to ascend To seek the truth and the answers At whatever the cost or end Now, beyond all sanity, I’ve come to realize That the aegis of morality Is just a seal of lies. Once abjured by the Great Ones, imprisoned and obscured Now driven by an eldritch hunger No longer interred… There is no natural cycle; no afterlife awaits The universe is ruled by mindless gods And you shall see them… when we emerge from the gates [Written by: Morte McAdaver] [Vocals: Casey Jones]
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
Born from the ancient void Spiritual Dementia Called by congregation Blinded by faith. Reverence and destruction Strife and mass production Bred for mass consumption The perfect race… We are the ones to whom you have pledged yourselves Devotion to satiate an Eldritch Hunger! Prophecies foretell of the poison in the wishing well We manifest to rend the future asunder… (Born into flesh at last – The feast is at hand!) Oh…and still they come Seeking answers to their fate At the mercy of the Circle… Hopeless…and still they come Laying down their lives Willing to fight for nothing! Incursion… this world shall tremble and fall Just as all of the others before… I speak for the myriad maws and the flesh of the gods. Behold! Oblivion unfolds The howling throat of the vortex Brings the end to this ignorant age This is your fate. [Written by: Morte McAdaver / Chris Adamcek] [Vocals: Casey Jones / Lilith Astaroth] [Additional Vocals: Chris Adamcek]
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
Millenia of systematic slaughter Bodies populating the outer crust of the scorched earth Cremation crusades sprayed ashes unto the water Tormented soldiers dread rebirth. Deliverance is a fragile dream The comfort of a fool Behemoths pull the war machines Lit by a molten core The mortal man is cruel With merciless designs for nevermore A self-contained genocide To condemn the slain to the other side… Cosmic eyes watch with eternal patience The war to feed the ancients. The illusion of peace prevails A mask of sanity for a dying species Artillery fire rips through the veil Serrated blades draw blood to rid the disease. With each mortal shell that crumbles away One more soul is released Uncounted scores of fallen prey Languish at the gates of oblivion Outer gods and their servitors Prepare for a stygian feast Empowered by the hopeless dead The festering fabric of reality will split with a gaping incision. [Written by: Morte McAdaver] [Vocals: Casey Jones]
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
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I beckon to the souls of the desperate Gather your energies within the forgotten depths In the catacombs beneath unhallowed ground The Faceless shall now look upon you And none shall hinder your descent To the buried temple of the Old Gods, waiting to be found. Glimpse beyond the limited mortal perceptions… To the nightmare that encircles the blind senses Unfathomed, the chaos of Astral conception As one we shatter the Elder Sign’s defenses. Transmutation of reality in purest form… Whispers of madness undulate and resound from the Obelisk… Pantheons have fallen to appease this hunger So too must worlds fall as well Renounce your beliefs in the Great Ones at last… The Nameless shall now be exhorted And none shall prevent their ascent To pick apart mankind in grisly repast. [Written by Morte McAdaver / Chris Adamcek] [Vocals: Casey Jones / Lilith Astaroth] [Additional Vocals: Chris Adamcek]
It is a merciful blight to bring about their end For even vermin would not envy the world they have designed A Golden Age where men have become as herd beasts Festering meat bound in madness, side by side. Ignorance prevails, and they breed like insects A virus infecting the world Civilization spawned species of glutton Alone and weak, they pray… The Golden Plague of mankind Has stood firm for too long Their gods have fallen, And Oblivion shall swallow them whole in time… (The time is now and the astral storm hungers for flesh…) Wasteland…scavenging souls We bring the cleansing pestilence They cower in terror beneath darkened skies As we converge upon our prey… I AM NO LONGER ONE OF YOU! [Written by Morte McAdaver / Chris Adamcek] [Vocals: Casey Jones]
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
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[Part 1: The Endless Circle] You truly have no purpose to question why As frail truth breeds only slaves to a lie Falsehood stitched to a shroud of deception Daily masses molding nightmarish conceptions Creation is as constant as stagnation and decay Celestial rape breeds new horrors every day. You self-sustaining hordes of meat Pave and bathe in deceit and defeat. It seems your mortal eyes failed to realize… We are no more alive than the sands of time – The Circle of False Gods. Dead God-flesh obscures the future Warming the secret dreams of nascent abominations You cannot comprehend the depths of our creation This day marks the age of your own extermination Supernal and fetid we appear in your eyes Our hunger shall arise with your nightmares’ reprise A cynical age to cast away vestigial faiths Madmen call to darkness, their will to desecrate In this Feast we will see to your subjugation We lick your bones clean and leave the lands in desolation. [Part II: The Prophecy Unveiled] We bring the oppression of ash and steel Sandstorms and pestilence revealed; The path of sorrows blazed in fear Clairvoyance! Unveil the End Times! I am the Scarab Prophet Herald of cosmic eyes From far beyond this seal of lies The Old Ones shall arise! Even the strongest of men plead to the skies; This earth will be forgotten in the sands of time. And with strange eons, even death may die All shall bear witness to the truth of the divine. Mortals flee in terror as elder gods encroach; Monsters such as these were never meant to be seen. Frail, fragile mortals would do well to flee. Now unveiled; the darkest of prophecies. As shockwaves ravage the crust of the earth The subterranean horrors rise Forgotten citadels emerge amongst the raging waves… As cities burn, engulfed by a star of solar flame A living pyre dances upon the charred and scattered corpses… Now the path is clear to dreamscapes and from far beyond the stars The cataclysmic rift gives way and the Astral Harvest can at long last begin. [Written by Morte McAdaver] [Vocals: Casey Jones / Lilith Astaroth]
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
Astral servitors drone Upon horns and pipes in sonorous monotone To announce the Old Ones’ arrival As the portal yawns from the bowels of the void Screaming from the gulfs of the nether Vast energies from beyond the stars gather… The Outer Gods spill forth into this earthly domain Conjured by rites of the insane. Know that existence is without meaning Eons I have spent alone, seething Cursed by the knowledge I once sought To see what the False Gods have wrought… [Part II: The Path of Annihilation] Cataclysmic feeding frenzy Cities fall to this voracity The elements are pushed beyond the threshold Altered by dimensions of horrors untold The path of annihilation is blazed The world frozen in terror beneath an odious gaze Al hope has been consumed All that once was will soon meet its final doom. [Part III: Supplicants and the Final Conjuration] Apostles of a depraved faith Acolytes gather to prepare Initiates revel in a sacrificial fate Let no soul be spared. Blasphemous rites in the temple Blood stains the stone Intoned by desperate fanatics Speaking the forbidden litany… These are the incantations The world hoped never to hear The Chilling revelations The Conjuration of a new Pantheon The harbinger of ruin The Goat with a Thousand Young Supplication to the obscene truth within Reality comes undone. Let it be done! [Part IV: Whispers from Beyond (instrumental)] [Part V: Prelude to Oblivion] The Dream Quest is over It has come full circle at last I have danced the wretched spiral And all perils, I have surpassed The knowledge that I have gained Is a burden I yearn to discard Only visions of madness have filled my mind An ever-deepening scar Thus, these portents have come to pass And I watch this world fall to the Astral Harvest Heed these words as I fade into the ether As oblivion draws nearer… Seek not the truth of this terrible universe… Lest your fragile minds collapse In the eyes of the Outer Gods… …we are nothing at all. Nothing [Written by Morte McAdaver / Chris Adamcek] [Vocals: Lilith Astaroth / Casey Jones] [Additional Vocals by Chris Adamcek]
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025