Occasus

And West once more Beyond swirling of spitting seas Past immense gates of bloody iron Trapped, the animal bites through limbs in steel teeth The human succumbs, meekly And they have souls? Shall we discuss boulders? Slick with tears or blood Or a flaming wheel Bearing some screaming wreck It will always return, for the weak Of course We need not bow to the choking shroud (The shroud of Erebus) Souls as bronze anvil, fell nine days 18 from heaven to crash on cold rock When did we begin feeding on that lie When did we accept our own cages We need not bow down to the choking shroud The shroud of Erebus Why a life snuffled out in darkness? Why trudge towards a disappearance? No boulders or flaming wheels Shall we talk of crawling chaos? They are your chains. Not mine Learn strength, worms I will not sink to your level A nine day journey to darkness Ah, Nyx, close your womb Your children are heavy

Submitted by The Void — Feb 11, 2026

Feathered serpent embrace arrest staggered breath Weeping wound on heaving chest Mask of four sun filth Hide tracks of torture Sear the weeping flesh Smear trails of rot On fiery toothed stone Feel rancid breath Break on suppurating heels Tongue sup wine from The flesh that it steals It burns like Venom Lips back from teeth In insolent rictus Touch the skin it mars Above two silhouettes Arms entwined like hissing snakes Applaud the hound cremated As blazing thirst slaked A soul mate for the soulless Charred, relentless cur Thick taste of death rise In flames from burning fur Blacken to ash Writhe in the glow of embers The bed burns hot Screams inscribed in smoke Carved as knife cuts in bier Life reduced to putrid carrion Thrones at the apex of bones Dead in pyramids piled Cool ecstasy of immolation Court of the skeletal king Tiers of flame shed light Set sickly faces to burn Contort themselves against its glare The two of cruel countenance Will them in darkness keep Tearing life from life Beware Mictlan

Submitted by The Void — Feb 11, 2026

So tell me: What in montomy makes you dance ? Your robotic grinding. A cracked mirror And your painted smeared smiles You are dying The circles you trudge are shrinking You fade You find strength in denial And meaning in the voids When everything is shallow and cold (Begin to end) When will your eyes flicker open ? What is the meaning of this dance ? A death rite ? You are drinking just to forget And your desire to be similar. What's in a name ? Express yourself in cliches. That is a meat carnival You find strength in denial. Build walls where truth knocks You hide behind others and smile through screaming You're a fake Begin to end Again to end Moulded from plastic Begin again Again to end Liar Find a new way of dying Though this is tried and true Find a new way of dying This one bores me

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

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First came the word. And that word was nothing Sounded syllables in boundless thought. Is this it ? Or all ? Or everything A reflection between parallel mirrors ? In a book never written Seen through a frameless window Nihil Est The opiate of the masses. Diluted and polluted. Curls in wisps over vacant idols To stillborn children Mother nature gave birth to husks That dissolve and decay back to dirt In the melody between notes In the notes in arrest In discord in a cord Nihil est In the words between lines In the words of the best In the dust in the pews Nihil Est Like words of empty praise Washing over an empty congregation Like a cancelled play, played out To a sleeping audience of mannequins Like a television flickering Static in an empty concrete room In thoughts so vast nothing is possible When nothing exists everything is always permitted Existence is no great gift Death is not a beginning But in nothing it is a rift Love, Hate in a cold dream A cold clockwork circumstance A random unknown hidden in simple patterns It's a chalk outline, not a halo Leave crutches for cripples Leave dependence to drones Lies to the harvest for truth to be sown In the melody between notes In the notes in arrest In discord in a cord Nihil est In the words between lines In the worst of the best In the dust in the pews Nihil Est

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Howling of flickering hosts Clouds of shades torment me Swirling brings the shadows on my unconscious mind Snarl of snapping reason Shock sends conscience spinning From below tide rises Clear to grey Blacken to blind Thoughts slither away Bestial stars burning a pure white madness In white the colours shimmer The black builds behind the dam Swirling tidal roar I am light as light I am strong without fault I see further than sight To the stars bringing Geilt Desire fights the black The failure is ordained Suffocate the mind gag Better to strangle the air than to wrestle with insanity Better to claw at a deity than to tear at its veil Screams deafen with absence Smell of life escaping Boiling in twisted vein Glisten on cold starlit metal I am light as light I am strong without fault I see further than sight To the stars bringing Geilt It crossed the chasm Its sides shaking with vulgar randomness Between Geilt and Ecstasy The bastion of sanity

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Burnt out necropolis Sinking fire sear dead Second traitor soul powerless Resist those who would silence Remove the wrappings Which fetter my mouth In empty aching vessel Stop time decay Feel like fire dying A voice but no words An eternity but no soul Give me voice withered lips Shattered teeth forced with bitter iron Hiss of escaping last gasp Cult like mortician knife All that remains is remains Void turns in wheel Turning slowly in the starless dust never Like western lights Sinking and sluttering I am now fading Body rot in the row Caught in pull of time Suffering second final death alone I am alone And empty like a tomb of archaic years Where is the beast who shut out the light ? Left in the dark of incomplete empty The powerless flesh atrophy in stone casket I am alone, abandoned I am become death Take leering golden jackal Take from tortured vision Saliva drip from jaws Breath from middens Footprints of slime on pathway to Duat Where is the power Cut string marionette Turn back those who would restrain me Bound hands reach for neck of Jackal Merge of past and future Sprint machine fail Remove the wrappings Which fetter my mouth In empty aching vessel Stop time decay I am alone I am abandoned I am powerless I am become death

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Barren shores of river vile Wretched dead haunt shadows, shattered wild In carmine sky the carrion fly Dormant blood, quick to their cry And now the damned, fight through blood and bile To hatreds edge, all fetid and befouled Over sewer waters slides proud razor prow A specter with blade and spattered cowl Hydra hound of snake black venom Repugnant, vigilant, guard the Acheron Fire-torrent garrote Shadow Kingdom Nine times the noose of the poison woes Onward to bone gates Wall of twitching flesh Saviors nailed to burning pier Their eyes devoured and entrails hanged Crown of teeming maggots, flies Above decayed flesh the betrayed cry Crawl through dread arches Of bleeding, human pillars A screaming, organic machine Writhing, seeping, pain industry

Submitted by The Void — Feb 11, 2026

Shivering silhouette Who painted this bloody sunset ? A world revolving in machined grooves Sufferings in fated pattern with arms outflung Caressed by steel pins through hands, feet and time Where flies your thoughts to this or the next Reflections reform after interruption Shadowa echoed throughout time In this pool or that sea The right to kill dictated by the right to judge Waiting on cruciform tables lies the wreck of hypocrisy Simplified: What is right ? Crusade, War, Persecution ? Or random death Or even questions ? How about answers ? What are you afraid of ? Is that a tear on your cheek ? The earth will inherit the meek The spear was a needle Longinus wore a lab coat The latest dying junkie Fixed himself a fatal shot When that wound sun sinks And the ragged have shuffled home And the silhouette grows, dies It will be hard to imagine But all who revere you meet despair in your eyes

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025