Serimosa

Great and terrible Such were the rumours of the storm approaching From beyond, the regions of serimosa, serimosa A scent from far Yes I can feel you are drawing near Approaching my senses, serimosa From worlds forgotten conjured forth To maim and possess me They say it will arrive before the end And that our hearts shall yearn That it will come with night That ancient neverlight To wash the world Serimosa, serimosa Violet and deep Bringer of evernight As you dance the world trembles They say it made its way through the nothingness Into this valley of despair Fearless through the aeons it has come to brand The seal of expiration Upon the flesh of man Bringer of both serum and disease, go forth Imprisoned by illusion we shall be no more And thus again the fields were sown And scattered seeds replanted And so the devil is reborn Again and again and again To fuck the world Serimosa, serimosa Feverous one Till flames reaches heaven high To shine on the worlds ending To dance at the worlds ending To shine upon the world's end

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 08, 2025

Beneath the surface of the great primordial sea Beyond life and death Behind the veil of all our dreams so frail Below the remnants and the dust of all past The wailing of the mysteries That caress the hearts of those who have laid them bare Where the winds of twilight ever blow Beneath, beyond, behind, below In the lingering light of the primal fires Through the din of all centuries past A call to see, to learn, to know So that fearless we may go Beneath, beyond, behind, below The howling... Can you hear it still? The faint echo of the great war The spectral tremor of the giant collapse Of the primal scream and a severed dream The first, the last, the howling of the mother Still wrestling, scales agleam With the silence of the void Howling throughout eternity In the lingering light of the saints of fires In their fusing of word and deed A call to see, to learn, to know So that eager we may go Beneath, beyond, behind, below Proclaimed by prophets for centuries now The amplified rage of aeons For eternities, in the rising seas and in their deeps Reminding us Where every devilchild must go Beneath! Beyond! Behind! Below! Like the wolf unto its kin it wails Oh, what music it makes...

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 08, 2025