Unlock the Shrine

As poisoning light Ignores my futile desire for sleep I find myself surrounded by mirrors Blinding me With this abhorrent colour With my abhorrent flesh With their abhorrent grin This must be the most raging maelstrom The deepest climax My saviour, my mere witness indeed I perceive your presence Yet, you cannot approach... This hell is mine I shall die between bronze walls.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Nocturnal skeleton coast Where dead cattle is washed ashore To molest the mind of this immaculate race Oh man, ye high spirits have evoken The extermination of all that has been Will you pray when the storms come?

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Then all danced, my heroine Unaesthetically To the war opera I was proud to start a killing spree With you We darkened the scenery All the grief All the tragedies of your horrible loss Have been channeled Into an orgasmic carnage As all collapsed We died in murderous bliss.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Instrumental Interlude

Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 07, 2026

Clutching a giant laance of brass Within a storm That rushes silently Through a hallway of mirrors Drafts and visions beform me Poisoned air burns into wounds: The missing entrails - Left behind When my waste Was creeping to life - Hurt and bleed Festering from wounds That time has torn That brass feasts upon ...in a rhytm, in a melody... Destructive and discordant And finally mute - When the eyes awake Behind the senile web... These trembling hands Won't save my ears From deafness These crippled thoughts Won't save my soul From death.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Instrumental Interlude

Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 07, 2026

I marked place in medieval summer beat A guillotine prepared for amusement of god and his crowd Shouting their annual menace (Into) the cruel vacuum rapidly descending Desiring death to anticipate the doom divine, the temptation, his triumph Thus, as no martyr I burn (at) the cross With lack of strength to climb out of the white abyss again Behead me! For at the depths of this spiral Even death cannot disburden me of life.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

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How horrible your face has become within this prison I smell your steps on the wooden floor again So desperate to keep them silent... you are mine With all your masochistic desire Invoke and fight me again Saw your suicidal seed Inhale your schizophrenia Suffer from your faded mind Unlock the shrine Release me Will I kill us? (Will you kill us?) Will I release us? (Will you release us?) As salt runs into your wounds You lose your sight and clench your fists You mourn at the brought of your heart The stench of urine and mould You will crawl before me on this wooden floor Let the splinters cout you And free the mass that binds us You will drivel and howl at this merciless rain... These doors will close for you again.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

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Until these tunnels Shall become our grave We dwell with the poets The eerie echoes Of shameful choirs Howl deep within here Sounds of harm Frome where the stillborn graze Standing armed without a strategy In a war That never should have been declared Eyes adapted to perpetual dawn The trembling march of the offensive pack With the bark of the hounds Our final rhyme shall be composed We await this, our time When the foul screams of agony Will sound through the mine.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

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