Vale of Pnath
Album • 2019
This track is instrumental.
Under the darkness of an unborn sun her curses echo. Thought to be of nightmares, her form is that of smoke. Whispering in and out of our dreams . She's found us through the darkest gate. The figure lurking beyond your gaze. The sensation of a wandering phantom. The sacrificial dagger thrust Wander not towards the screams. An evil only Satan can fathom. Walking neath the stars. A trail of blood at her feet. Unseen by eyes in this realm. A stench of waste ‘round this gate. A passage to the void. The absence of light weighs down upon you. The darkness itself carries a demonic touch. It is not until true terror sets in that you hear her incantation “Arise. My son. With the forest you will grow. With blood. With bone. With this sacrifice you’ll be whole.” Mist that smells of rotten flesh carries a curse throughout the skies. The scent fuses with your memory and rots your mind. Crawling under her spell. Your movement hindered by rot. Lie down and join the worms. A trail of blood at her feet. Unseen by eyes in this realm. A stench of waste around this gate. A passage to the void.
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
An Incantation recited through scream An enchantress within the trees Darkness decides her scheme Her voice is that of terror A night when corpses rise and search for lively prey Gathered by rotten fingers - brought neath the darkened bog Twisted and tortured your humanity robbed The beauty once sown within your soul transferred to the land Consumed and reused Selfish to think this body would serve only you Fed to the trees Fed to the land That which resembles teeth develop from the tree's husk A mouth to swallow more meat A hunger swells a forest grows Roots entwine with innards and form a new you Who knew that being eaten would supply these plants with food I wait for my skin to decay Darkness decides her scheme Her voice is that of terror A night when corpses rise and search for lively prey Gathered by rotten fingers - brought neath the darkened bog Twisted and tortured your humanity robbed
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Feed me your thoughts to create this nightmare Unthinkable Grotesque Forever consumed Reused is your consciousness Retreat to see a realm of black where malice seeks refuge A place confined inside your mind, forever locked in you Relive the times you've died Sealed inside this nightmare mind Feed me your fears to perfect this nightmare Uncertainty Odious Forever consumed Reused is your consciousness Into the vale, my mind is torn My nerves exposed The knife dives deeper into my side With each breath It fuels my scream An obsession with the passage of death A revelation brought by nothingness I feel the reaper, his gaze is wide Avoid his lure for life is longing to disrupt his ghastly stride Undone by time's unwavering stare Our bodies cast into digestion Absorbed to die again Relive the times you've died Sealed inside this nightmare mind
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
The hideous ones you lured to die Unknowing victims buried alive Their bodies used to fuel the spell The corpses walk again The haunting screams of demon kings awaken the battalion of bones Channeled through her, the infernal call A hymn to command the rot From under the earth an army emerged Mindless and bound to her curse Black blood pours from their eyes Their fate bound to revenge A haunted terror The gorgeous sight of rebirth, even with lack of flesh The sun is not watching Carve through life with death Turned from horde to mass The skeletons fuse and create The Spectre His hatred bred from the suffering of his creator Witness the demise of your city skies The clouds reflect the massacre A masterpiece A tragedy A conquest by the master The surge of blood feasting on you Within your mind these nightmares are forged Lost where time does not exist A place where darkness persist A realm sacred for those who've lost their way Walk this her and bring upon the end Death does not sleep and the earth welcomes your grave The Spectre of Bone laughs Menacing fog from the passage beneath, those who feel his presence shake Within your mind these nightmares are forged Lost where time does not exist A place where darkness persist A realm sacred for those who've lost their way Walk with her and bring upon the end Weakened by eternity Light bows to the eclipse Undone by your nightmares, a reality ill-suited to subsist Devoured by your mind Within your mind these nightmares are forged Lost where time does not exist A place where darkness persist A realm sacred for those who've lost their way Walk with her and bring upon the end
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
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