The Amenta
Album • 2023
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Sono la prova Sono la salva Sono la carne macellata Sono la sanzione Sono il sacrificio Sono il Ragno Nero Sono lo schermo Sono la Santa Sede Sono le feci dal Signore Sono lo segno Sono la pestilenza Sono l'Antichristo (I am the token I am the salvation I am the butcher's meat I am the sanction I am the sacrifice I am the Black Spider I am the scourge I am the Holy Fool I am the shit of God I am the sign I am the plague I am the Antichrist.) Dios, por qué me has condenado? Maupes apaxves! Lamma lamma sabacthani! Esta es mi sangre Este es mi cuerpo Estas son mis venas Estoy ciego Dios, no puedo ver! Maupes apaxves! Lamma sabacthani! Aves de la muerte Quítenme la vida!
Submitted by Immortal — Feb 18, 2026
And the third angel sounded And a star fell from heaven Burning as it were a lamp And it fell upon the third part of the waters Asteroid I'm a ball of fire A fire from heaven Terror from nowhere You'll never shoot me down Days turns to minutes Five seconds till it hits us Three seconds to ground One second to … Asteroid Asteroid Coming in from the void On the bed of the ocean Where history lies Strange civilisations Vaporised Days turns to minutes Fivе seconds till it hits us Three seconds to ground One sеcond to … Asteroid Asteroid Coming in from the void I-N-R-I Nature renewed by fire, made whole And I climb to the mountain Light to dark Behind time and space A hole in your Ark Days turns to minutes Five seconds till it hits us Three seconds to ground One second to … Asteroid Asteroid Asteroid (I'm a ball of fire, A fire from heaven) Asteroid Coming in from the void I'm a ball of fire A fire from heaven Terror from nowhere You'll never shoot me down Asteroid Never shoot me down
Submitted by The Void — Feb 11, 2026
Sitting on an angry chair Angry walls that steal the air Stomach hurts and I don't care What do I see across the way? Hey See myself molded in clay, oh Stares at me, yeah, I'm afraid, hey Changing the shape of his face, oh, yeah Candles red, I have a pair Shadows dancing everywhere Burning on the angry chair Little boy made a mistake, hey Pink cloud has now turned to gray, oh All that I want is to play, hey Get on your knees, time to pray, oh I don't mind, yeah, I don't mind, I-I-I I don't mind, yeah, I don't mind, I-I-I Lost my mind, yeah, but I don't mind, I-I-I Can't find it anywhere, I don't mind, I-I-I Corporate prison, we stay, hey I'm a dull boy, work all day, oh So I'm strung out anyway, hey Loneliness is not a phase Field of pain is where I graze Serenity is far away Saw my reflection and cried, hey So little hope that I died, oh Feed me your lies, open wide, hey Weight of my heart, not the size, oh I don't mind, yeah, I don't mind, I-I-I I don't mind, yeah, I don't mind, I-I-I Lost my mind, yeah, but I don't mind, I-I-I Can't find it anywhere, I don't mind, I-I-I Pink cloud has now turned to gray All that I want is to play Get on your knees, time to pray, boy
Submitted by The Void — Feb 11, 2026
A high barred window gives wan light That bruises as it moves west. Cracked, crushed into dust, My back aches with torn wings. I've been the watery wrack In a cracked old bowl. The skin that cracks, The teeth that chip. A trip of the guts. Sipping the limp sun’s lipids, I watch others, small as motes, Pressing their teeth to the bars, (Teeth to the bars), Like flies at horses' eyes. I've been the watery wrack In a cracked old bowl. A trip of the guts, As I slip the step. I've been the watery wrack In a cracked old bowl. The skin that cracks, The teeth that chip. A leg, fringed and segmented, Lacquered and thin, Juts from me And scratches sigils in the Darkening dirt. A secret war in my heart, But the body is a betrayer. A brittle shell, That aches and cracks. Others, Flit above in the dusk. The whirr of their wings Sings a storm that lifts winds The whirr of their wings sings. A pale waxy light roils and shifts In the rifts of the chitin. They don’t see me. From the cracks in my thorax Rises a solemn, flensed angel. Pure, bloodless and bold, it slips from the wreck. Rising to the window's yawn Cleaving the crowd, Unfelt, unnoticed, Breaching the bars, It reaches the sun.
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
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Moon light, nocturnal visions grey and white Grows for the night more fruitful Cascading mountains, with the whiteness of snow The dark warmer than the dryest summers Beasts of nocturnal being, foraging without enemies Wolves howl, of the darkest day Divine Eve, before my eyes Crystal lakes, sparkle their silver ripples My eyes glow nocturnal Evil within the winter breeze Ice beams of glaciers, water droplets of pure flow Smеll of all night and day winter breath I walk the path, thе forest dark guides me Without sunlight, disciples of day, wither within the blackness Storms of white hell, steps do not appear Sounds of deception and confusion Mystical pensive mood hordes of black cloaks Gathering always Burning the brown woods of the neverending Forest of Gehenna. Ritualistic offerings For crystal lakes the moores of life (earth) Streams of sparkling wine. Swallowed by the Thirsty fields of Nephilim. Shadows within shadows Reflect off my nocturnal throne Off the future, mine endless Visions of castles, kingdom deep and dark In the ravine, trees of spikes cut the morning sounds Crustal lakes flow within my reign
Submitted by The Void — Feb 11, 2026
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The seal of wonder The mark in blood The one true symbol Of everlasting fear They will find it, they will fear it The mighty mark In bloody merciless madness Totem Thy mark, my mark The winds will speak, when the storms die Unbound to thy clan Visions of solitude and hate Gripping thine own mark Like a child in dementia Flame winds will carry thee To the heart of mercy To the geist that guides The walk to madness Totem Inflicted as honour, the power of hatе To die for, when the war brеaks
Submitted by The Void — Feb 11, 2026
Thy every look and every grace So charm whenever I view thee 'Til death overtake me in the chase Still will my hopes pursue thee Then when my tedious hours have passed Be this my last blessing given Low at thy feet to breathe my last And die in sight of heaven
Submitted by The Void — Feb 11, 2026
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