Blessed He With Boils

Ambularo per harena juxta frigore salmacidus aqua Vocant me deus sed numquam ita sentitur humana

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Marked for death and horribly maimed I've suffered its pains, yet rightwise claimed This holy throne atop the Erthe; All shall witness a new god's birth "Blasphemer, deceiver A perfect fool" I shall nobly rule "Whose lies entrance" This northern expanse Believe! This holy land belongs to me The crown of kings upon my head Proclaims my royalty. Accept my gift And grovel at my knees Arise! Monuments to my reign One thousand years of faceless gods Replaced by fire and steel Consume! And let our might be known The feeble kings of Erthe and Axen Are but flesh and bone Man, who is Erthwile born Who longs, who tries, who is Full of strife How frail is life! And mine is but a breath A hopeless Thought "Who is empty, Faithless, embittered And capable of anything Inconquerable Yet full of woe" So I extend my reach Upon riches Unfit for unseen gods And disperse them to my sons My body is covered with maggots and scabs My skin, is faded, cracked and dry And still they proclaim "Blasphemer, deceiver" A thief they say But I have suffered And I have paid "All this was Long ago. Reap what you sew: Erthe and Axen, Flesh and bone" Marked for death No sense but a pulse Neath my fading breath I'll bear the weight Chains of my past so full of hate "King of Erthe" How frail is life "Dust and Ash" How full of strife "Like aeons past" And when I die "Your disease shall never last" Never again shall I arise "All this was" A thief they say "Long ago" To dead gods they pray "Reap what you sew" I have suffered "Erthe and Axen, flesh and bone" I have paid

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Words were writ long ago, darkness would claim my throne. Crushing weight bearing down, life traded for a crown. Light reveals fertile soil, stone laid by kings of old. Winter's end, melting snow and still I can feel the cold. Ashes rain from skies and smother Erthen fire. My soul is ever weakened by winter's cruel disease.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Do not reject me If I should not continue on Then let me freeze Freeze again to death If she will receive me Then through these gates I must proceed Erthe's very womb From whence all were born I taste the stench of death My sight grows sharp My breath is steady He hides behind Monuments to progress "Lights that blind" Hail! to the Thane of Thule! Born of ashes, born to rule! "We exalt your glory" And bring from afar riches and Offerings fit for a king (You are no king) Hail! To a foolish boy Whose Relicry is but a ploy "Who is falsely burdened" With the charge of an absent god You so brutally wronged Brother, relinquish your crown (Your time has come) I have earned the right I have sacrificed Years of my life My dignity and my pride To bring man erthly light I come to bear witness Iron pillars will turn to Ashes as you fall Not with splendor But with a sigh You think you have suffered? I've endured things far worse than pain, I'll make you taste Death How easily he fell A hollow empty shell: Behold your lifeless King!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Sino me vivere, O, carnifex magnus Let me live! O great tormentor! For my life is but a passing shadow My eyes are unable to see What light may lie beyond this life Let me make our brief and tortured lives Seem beautiful and grand For soon we will turn to dust You will look upon this Erthe And we will be gone God of Ashes, King of Erthe Given to a strange rebirth Every man shall to him sing: "Xanthochroid, our rightful King" Deus Absconditus God who is hidden from man We, disciples of the north Bring this vile carcass forth No one comforts as he weeps Simply drifting off to sleep

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Sino me vivere, O, carnifex magnus Let me live! O great tormentor! For my life is but a passing shadow My eyes are unable to see What light may lie beyond this life Let me make our brief and tortured lives Seem beautiful and grand For soon we will turn to dust You will look upon this Erthe And we will be gone God of Ashes, King of Erthe Given to a strange rebirth Every man shall to him sing: "Xanthochroid, our rightful King" Deus Absconditus God who is hidden from man We, disciples of the north Bring this vile carcass forth No one comforts as he weeps Simply drifting off to sleep

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Cold winds Sting my coarse and blistered skin Making my return To a vain veil of time Dead dreams Shadows cry out desparately Can you not remember Your lost son's name? Why should I persist? Wrap me up in shrouds And let me remain unseen Trees that grow together Like father and son Stand in stark contrast To my dreadful outcast soul I wander, forlorn Disfugured, so sore Aching from the weight I bore all those years I am descending a black mountain That crumbles beneath my feet Still, I am looking back Over barren hills Devoid of light I struggle to draw my breath. Straining my sight Just so I might catch A glimpse of a long dead dream

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

At last, I have arrived My tired eyes survey this Cancerous growth A festering pool of worms Sickening to behold Reminding me of what was, And what becomes of buried dreams Of reasons, I have but one To rid myself of pain Shrouded in black fog I am beyond death “For those who seek pleasure and power, I'll make you beautiful Beyond your wildest dreams For I am he; The one said born of the gods But I must ask no less a price To dwell in you” I, relinquish body, mind, and soul My leprous skin and broken spirit I, long to see myself through your eyes Not with compassion but disgust Welcome, Death. I lay my mind to rest My faults I do detest At last, I fall “For those who seek pleasure and power, I'll make you beautiful Beyond your wildest dreams For I am he; The one said born of the gods, Long live our king” Here I'll stay I shall remain The air is warm, The water sweet to drink And here I'll stay I shall remain This wondrous Sound Envelops me

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

As Erthe's beauty fades Behind bright, blinding lights Will I still recall The smell of the woods, My home, The lone and silent elk, The damp, misty air The allure of the erthe? I must posses a mind Not to be changed by place or time Not to be poisoned by The stench of progress I remember when I had a brother and a friend A friend whose struggles I alone have witnessed When I saw him there Crumbling face, empty stare A great, heaving sigh I, at last, said good bye The sky is black with fog Black with the souls of those who've lost That fleeting breath which they called life I step into the mist Recalling the place she and I lived Hoping to find some semblance of old joy But alas her tender spirit Has gone away at last For in my most desparate hour She did not come No empty blessings No friendly ghost To fill me with false hope Or haunt me with happy dreams Still I was drunk by the prospect That she may sit beside me When my trials were through I walk along the sand By the cold, brackish water “It's hard to remember The paths we used to take” It's hard to walk in this thick mud And I begin to sink. “Vocant me deus Numquam ita sentitur Humana”

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Far away there´s a land of snow and sorrow Time has made the frozen tears fall like rain from the starlit sky And I feel so cold, I can´t make it tomorrow Oh, but the night will see where this path will lead my life Endless field of snow at the edge of the world and the wailing Winds so cold scar my face, I´m going insane I am lost from the light - And the memories follow me in the night I´m left in the arms of winter and I am carried far away - Far away Night is falling over my home The land of snow and sorrow, oh carry me away from the cold And I fall asleep, I will dream the last dream All I was, is gone now and sorrow is all I feel Night is falling over my home The land of snow and sorrow, oh carry me away from the cold And I fall asleep and I will not be afraid All I was, is gone now and sorrow is all I feel

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 10, 2025