Obsidian Daggers and Cinnabar Skulls
Raining blood upon the Achaean lines Rising panic - turning of a tide At dawn they rose Excited with senseless hate Possessed by divine rage Anxious to execute its will No recollection of why I am - Focused on the screams Here I see no fear - All that are, are willing to bleed War gazing upon them Death to all men Erida Evoken Unleash her rage At dawn they rose Excited with senseless hate Possessed by divine rage Anxious to execute its will Here I see no fear All that are, are willing to bleed Doomed to fail Death is no worse than the pain War gazing upon them Death to all men
Submitted by Pestilence — Aug 14, 2026
Behest of strength Behest of force Of cruelty and malevolence Prometheus bound Do not grasp the concept of mercy Pay no mind to beggars of pity Freed of chains, to unleash a secret The bringer of fire - downfall of the gods To unchain the past, to capture a future Fight until dawn of the time - forever we will die Prometheus unbound Aiming higher than the one above To rise and conquer forevermore Set the world on fire Welcome the dark of the night Master the sun and daylight Never close the eye Behest of strength Behest of force Prometheus! Bring forth the fire!
Submitted by Pestilence — Aug 14, 2026
Dressed to enchant - clouding the skies Love of divine. Beauty of the calm dire storm eye Queen above, lay down your wings upon the dark earth Set your gazing eye and shelter your kind Rise! A morningstar Return to the heavens Descend into the underworld Die a set of deaths We are your desires We are thy kin In her light-hidden art, lucid insight of the dark In flooding fountains of her wisdom - we exist Confusion and chaos. Carnage and flood Hidden in the higher light, hidden in the lucent We are your desires We are thy kin Rise! A morningstar Return to the heavens Descend into the underworld Die a set of deaths
Submitted by Pestilence — Aug 14, 2026
Baal-sebub Baal-berit Lord almighty Lord of the flies That which is led by will 7th of the heritage in sin Baal-cherubim - cherish the divine will Patron of light, wisdom and sin Ba’alah Ba’alim Ba’al Ba’ali Lord of the storms - of fire and sulphur winds Baal-sebub Baal-berit Lord almighty Lord of the flies That which is led by will 7th of the heritage in sin Lord of the storms of fire and sulphur winds
Submitted by Pestilence — Aug 14, 2026
Escaping Xibalba Becoming deity among the gods Rituals of sacrifice, anxious to provide Joining the noble in death Chamal - rise before the death god! With blood spilling out of the cut heart Stripped and painted in blue The rebirth of life Obsidian daggers and cinnabar skulls Tombs of statement to last a thousand year reign Serpent with snakes emerging from her head Decayed, jaded and blood red Xipe Totec, our lord the flayed one Skinned impersonation of a god I will cover myself in blood Dress myself in death Beheading the overlords - Victorious over the underworld!
Submitted by Pestilence — Aug 14, 2026
Terror allied with fear Hate and wrath relentless Spirits imbued in power Masses of solid blood Ten circles of bronze Knobs of tin, pale-shining Crust dark cobalt Circled in the midst. A blank-eyed face With her stare; fear, horror and terror As they stride into the battle All fear set behind Dauntless they are, with glory by their side Terror allied with fear Hate and wrath relentless Spirits imbued in power Masses of solid blood Dauntless they are, with glory by their side
Submitted by Pestilence — Aug 14, 2026
Arcane and fearsome shade - Unclean and stained Leave this essence, retreat to your dwellings In between the high and low. A state of trance Erase all swerving threats, visions of the foe Besmirch curse returns Addressing the capricious Returning all venomous thoughts Arcane and fearsome shade - Unclean and stained Relentless force of savage fierceness Return to your dwellings Reclaim your throne Serpentine path of the vicious Headlessly ran out off its course Besmirch curse returned Coronation of the triumphant
Submitted by Pestilence — Aug 14, 2026
Those who dwell below Court of the demonic souls Lapis manilis! When the gates are open The passage way is open to the underworld Lares! Lemures! Manes! spirits of the blessed death Risen to the altar of funerary path Burnt offerings. Urns of cinnabar The gates are open to the underworld Lares! Lemures! Manes! spirits of the blessed death
Submitted by Pestilence — Aug 14, 2026
Into infinite night - a mass sacrifice The line has fallen Solemn oaths redeemed At his left I stand, in a hymn of a divine hurler Born of his flames and fire Awaken under his blood red skies The sun on its end cycle Last of the icons alive Born of his flames and fire The sun on its end cycle Into infinite night - stars scattered over the realm He who is not dead, until the last stream of blood bleeds At his left I stand, in a hymn of a divine hurler Born of his flames and fire Awaken under his blood red skies
Submitted by Pestilence — Aug 14, 2026
Above the vainglory Beneath assumption Summon the lesser essence Come forth where a man stands Show yourself - appear for a challenge Redeem your demands, or vanish Behold thee! A god has fallen Come and see, to witness thy might To my left; all creating spirits To my right; the pale face of death Come forth and proceed Come forth in me To the fallen who has risen to become To the risen who has fallen at his wings; There is none above me I am who I am
Submitted by Pestilence — Aug 14, 2026