Dusk

Black winged demons haunt the dungeons where the moment has no end Unwept you shall be sent into the endless void of Tartarus Below in Cimmerian ancient Temples your fate you will meet - I foresee No warmth of Dawn can ever break the silence of the (coldest) Nights down there Morpheus the Son of Sleep with mighty wings that make no sound Invades thy Dreams with Memories, illusions from the House of Hypnos The water of Black Acheron doth echo through your mind from waters you did come and now you shall go to the waters of Black Acheron! The Seas of Sleep hold you in their depth Distant screams - in Phlegethon there's only Death Among the Sons of man move forever Strange, silent, shadows... The Foghorn of XAPΩN signs gently to thee Resist not what is Law! Bite hard thy fare and surrender To the Bringer of Woe The veil of Sleep now gently falls and never you forget... Among your sons move forever, strange, silent Shadows -Vorskaath 1996

I called the black goat Shub-Niggurath: "Show me delights beyond belief! I call Give me the pleasures Azag-Thoth Of the Stars the Moon and the endless Night" From a distance, I saw the wells of Koth I felt the frozen winds of Yugoth I heard the faceless God Screaming Blind over abysmal cliffs I travelled through the mountain of Seth As the Dark Spirits covered the Sun I caress the Power and Wisdom (That He unleashed) like a soothing wind Some talk of the horrors lurking deep in the universe... I sat beside the river of silver tears And I gazed at the sky and heard a quiet melody Then I beheld the Nereids of the woods And She called me inside the passage The passage to the unconceived Abyss Screams from amorphous masses of emptiness The fiends of Dark they drag me Into the mighty dimensions of the Ancient Ones Vorskaath 1991

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025