Once Hidden From Sight
Numb and lifeless nights Keep bringing me twisted dreams There's no rest for a tortured mind And the darkness brings me no peace Grey hordes Of bleak days March onward Crushing me I Can't Understand My Own Nightmares I descend to darkest depths I crawl away from the Sun My heartbeat slows with every step Soon I will be forever gone I dream of plagues Scourging humankind I whisper ancient names That carve into my mind Fear flows through me The blackest horror Morbid image Of otherworldly sorrow
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
So was this your sweetest dream The peak of your desires? To conquer and to rule Cognize and analyze This persistent electric light Of your ever-glowing reason Is but a torch in the heart of caves: Seeing something, you miss the whole You say that gods are dead So who’d you worship now? Some truths, they never change As laws and customs do I saw your shining kingdom Of glass and stainless steel No gallows or noisome gutters But why so cold and bleak? Staring at the abyss Is it you who stare? You’ve explained both stars and atoms But where do those nightmares come from? You’ve lit the blackest night …Have you evaded the dark?
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
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What lurks beyond the veil? What does that thin shroud hide? What horrors'd be revealed Deep down inside your mind? Thin shell of consciousness Contains the things unknown Lost control, weakened grip Panic lashes like a whip Fearsome voices from inside Eyes that stare forever blind When imagination breaks Free from sanity's grasp Something inside awakes To rip away the mask Of false civilisation Of centuries of lies The primal fear and anger Claw through this foul disguise The sleep of reason produces monsters The sleep of reason produces monsters The sleep of reason produces monsters ...Monsters that humans really are
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
As the Sun goes down Its light is brighter As the river flows It has no end The depth is high For words to reach Therefore the world is quiet Our mother tongue was once a song The ancient hymn of silence Sung by the flights of voiceless birds That wend their way to sunrise …Our doom, to speak And say nothing To think eternally And not to dream To build the ruins And celebrate Another day of our defeat We’re blind to see The river’s bottom We’re deaf to hear Its whispering call And yet the water’s still and quiet Awaiting silver wind to blow The world is silent…
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
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Amorphous shapes of flesh A living masterpiece Extreme of evolution Achievement of the progress A larva for the future A symbol of rebirth A sign of things to come Changing Growing Transforming Shifting Evolving Morphing Aspiring to transcendence Enigma of the Life A body so perfect So eager to survive Suffering through torture Crawling through the pain Struggling for the future To start it all again Changing Growing Transforming Shifting Evolving Morphing
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
…That night I crawled back Into the womb To see again Your dreams in black & white …to meet your demons The Raven The Worm The Dog I descended Circle by circle I danced with shadows And sang with the dumb I drank the black nectar of life & joy I ate the white salt of truth …This morning I look at the snow The cerement of the world is blinding white Crows’ silhouettes above paint black Across the dirty milky canvas of the sky The triumph of the moment The coldness of its splendour Give meaning to the hollow Turn mourning into mirth Let the bliss reign Today is the festival Will you ever have another chance To revel at your own funeral? Shout and scream Pour the rivers of wine Sing the hymns and dirges, all at once For it’s your last time… … Our answers lie beneath the snowy shroud The warmth of breath won’t melt away the ice Only the Sun will, burning the eyes Boiling the blood, tearing off the flesh To the white bone To the black stone So sweet of them To let this tragedy persist To play the ancient drama Of setting us face to face With ourselves The Worm The Dog The Raven We grope our way in the dark Where even snow seems black We seek for purport In the desert Where only wind can speak Thus, endless is our wandering For what we long for is the end …Crows’ silhouettes paint black Across the canvas of the sky The symbols they evoke Are yet to be deciphered…
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026