Resurgence II: Where the Dying Meet the Dead

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Born under the sunless beauty Born into a world of hatred Desolation in the mind’s eye Carnivorous and dejected Wanting more in this existence Not ready for my own fate Destroying what little I have To gain more than what I crave Hate-filled lust This world is grey The maelstrom, she comes Procession of a dying past A coffin fit for an emperor Strive for the Inner Funeral Bereaving my own deception I shall join the forest's nightcall Never again shall I feel my flesh as it strangles my ancient spirit Hate-filled lust This world is grey Bring me the kingdom of total Death So that I may dive into its oblivion To rid myself of mortal pain To feel myself die one thousand more times To descend to the pits in rapture and bliss To ascend to the climax of the Astral Realms Within the Master's clandestine chambers I seek shelter from the light

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Encompassing shell We pretend to destroy what our eyes cannot see Joyful, sweet Hell Funeral rites for the procession of man Thrice strikes four the bell We pretend to cloak ourselves from within Wish them well Their time surges onward into the ground Radiant, beautiful death! Absorb! Absorb what the carrion holds as true! Nothing remains on this world torn asunder Extract your revenge for all is lost The eye, the seer, the tree, the believer Tokens of value from the great Deceiver Stored away for a darker day We keep inside our secret things Funeral rites for the procession of man Abandon your dreams for all is lost

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

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Twilight filled with bitter cold Shadows descend over the hills The earth succumbs to night’s obscurity The moon’s radiance falls heavy on the trees Enthralled in the majesty of open nothing I walked the plains of the snowy oblivion Unable to make out what lies ahead I journeyed onward into the gale Dark and ancient skies loomed above No stars could be seen through the impenetrable storm Demonic shrieks echoed through the snow Forgotten apparitions glowed red in the distance As I ventured out, they vanished into the abyss And reappeared in the depths of my mind They existed in the channels of my mind for centuries And uttered spells predicting my forthcoming destruction They reiterated what I had known for ages (or so it seemed?) That my fate was to be found somewhere in this storm They spoke of my end for what seemed a lifetime And haunted the halls of thought with their declarations There were times when I questioned my ability to question I let myself go and slipped into the Hellish cold I listened to invocations being made on the winds I heard the ghastly tales of my mortal end And gained pleasure from their icy chants Suddenly the winds bayed in a depressing agony The incantations made from wandering voices ceased The lord of the storms groaned and departed The storm receded and I was left in isolation All was left in an icy shell All was left in Blue Hell Times end thus manifested into my own The winds pick up Dark clouds move in Time elapses ...and shadows descend

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

As night falls And all is cold Your heart grows heavy Your aura less bold As night falls Death becomes thy name Death becomes the same As night falls As shadows cast Emitted from the trees Shown upon the leaves As night falls As frost enshrouds Painting murals on the frozen ground The forests whisper not a sound As night falls

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

And time stopped And time uncloaked Gates unlocked Guns unloaded Windows shattered Crimson-splattered Departure stopped Arrival rots Triangular fill Life is nil Descending still Time is still And time stopped And time stopped again Sleeping close to death I am staring through the tunnel Calm and at ease with that which kills me His hands let go of my soul Take what is needed for the pain Mental anguish and autumn showers My skin crawls soft, my eyes hold dim The Pharaoh’s arrow strikes below my chin Staring into time I go to laugh, but cry Emotion runs tenfold, but shallow My words spoken lightly seem empty and hollow Falling back to the earth I am sucked into the vortex of afterbirth White compressed hell- encompassing shell My heart beats slowly and soon it ends

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025