Vesania

My inner light — it sees and calls them Through time and space from some astral plane Of beings known lending sight insolvent A known evil here — baring falsehoods Yet through all my thoughts control shall come to me As I go before the Chief from amongst the Jinn Fear does spread now throughout my bones as I see His face peer upon me Wretched fiend! You dare to trespass úpon me? I come before you just to seek your council Of concerns of the end of the world Foresíght of these days has escaped me Driving me to madness Threats of death and torment mounted From distant lords and lands Causing me to seek your wisdom The path is clear to me so I’ll take the vow and plot their misery I can see the Flames of Oblivion rising up from the future Torment and suffering The Earth laid waste before their eyes I can see these things all coming to pass And from the ashes we shall rise A new Earth will be formed yet again And we as its stewards Shall usher in a new golden age Accipe me Utere me Et perdere me With a knock at the door The trance I had lost I cannot breathe as thugs surround and gárrote me They’re from the King They bound and shackled both my arms and legs And now I fear dismemberment and death is near A murder in cold blood [35 sec instrumental: Guitar solo.] Dragged before his earthly majesty And convicted of these heinous crimes They aim to take me And make me one of their collection They will but spare me if I will only play along In truth, my life has ended on this day

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026

One fateful morn’ I awakened drenched in an awful sweat and to my horror I observed the freshest victims of my captors Of the Court this vicious King had made me prognosticator All the while in chains — to shore his strength and quell my power Acedia, Luxuria, Gula Avaritia Ira, Superbia, Invidia These things rule in the hearts of men Down the darkest steps of history Of them I see Of them — I see Ixion — you are my slave and you shall bow before me I am your God Sacrifice your firstborn unto me on this sacred altar The steel is sharpened — libations are then poured out The sycophants now gather - all with glee to see the slaughter The blade is drawn close - to cut the vein and steal the life force But something’s gone awry O evil King Ekthelion you thought I’d play the fool And be your pawn — as if you were my God But unbeknownst to you and yours I’ve placed a curse upon this sacrifice Of Jinn in nature that shall negate your body’s auras This pathogen will bring an end to your putrid line — a disgusting sight Spraying forth the blood of my offspring towards destruction of the worlds both above and be-low I close my eyes, envision worlds of chaos — long forgotten Witness the ethereal beings laughing at my plight I grasp the knife, the multitudes inhale reddened mist I shut my eyes in anguish Dropping left and right the courtesans meet the disease Now the King has frozen in shock at the sight of all these things The look of horror on his face it brings Satisfaction of a nature dark yet so complete I look in the eyes of my enemy and smile — as he dies And then I look back to the One The One who saved me and our cause I should have been the one - to make the sacrifice And every day I’ll look back to mourn you Until the fates bring us back together and forever I pledge myself to find a way You will again walk the Earth my son, Il-Volan I will find a way

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026

7 years torn away with every fruitless attempt to resurrect you, Il-Volan Every moment — every thought of you gone The cycle of my suffering continues No longer bound by the laws of the King I'll try everything to bring you forth unto the Earth again And if this final spell serves me forthwith I will not need to call the demons I’ll consecrate this tomb and raise you myself My will alone will do the job And if authorities of light come knocking I will destroy them all Spewing forth flame to consume their flesh I long - to find a shred of sanity Within absolute chaos Ekthelion, I bore witness to the horrors of your kingdom Your greed and lust, your wrath and envy And then a veil opens up within the skies Wherein the Second Chief of all the evil Jinn doth appear And he did goeth by the name inscribed upon his head Sut Al-Athir “I am the host of fleeting dreams In the heart of wistful man Ixion — I have seen your plight from afar and wish to lend my hand” “To Vesania you must go A place of demons, a place of the accursed To save your son you must go forth to Vesania” “Wherein you’ll find the key The ancient talisman of Brak’Tal O’Minn An artifact so potent that the gods themselves will envy you just as they did of our Lord O’Minn” “But with its power you shall command and be free of death and its keen sting You’ll have the power to bring him back” I can hear the whispered screams of insightful evil beings Writhing in the deepest corners of my mind My rationale is blind by the time I’ve spent confined to your memory - I can go no longer like this Reunification — my singular purpose since your death seven years ago I shall go forth to this accursed land to retrieve this bygone talisman I shall go forth unto the land of Vesania

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026

There is no soul in this demon’s heart Within this course I’m cursed as I’ve bound myself to madness To see this thing through — I will have to commit myself to Placing trust in this fallen entity and more and more accursed things I cannot believe myself & that which I’ve done — all in the name of Il-Volan Pathological my deeds as of late all pertaining to this bad fortune befallen you Riding through a landscape filled lush with confusing terror I push on — probing into the darkness unknown I will not fail you — I will go on to Vesania to obtain this amulet Foolish one — you will obtain what I ordain And suffer — you shall suffer It is only by my designs that you are here Death incarnate I am I will lead them all into the Abyss In the name of mercy This pathogen engineered by the Jinn Will spread forth upon the Earth Madness — it is consuming our world Madness — this course we’re bound unto Insane — to attain this Kythan, the Devil's Amulet We’ll stop at nothing on this path that we are bound As a perilous journey drove him on and on for months on end Ixion could only see the prize before his eyes instead “He doesn’t realize his problem — He puts his trust in me” Sut, he reveled in pride over his wicked influence and his mastery And Sut remarked to me "The midway point must be Here upon this riverbed O' Lake Syrépetine Drink here, for the water's clean Gorge yourself for there shall be no more” [30 sec instrumental: Guitar solos] Madness — it is consuming our world Madness — this course we’re bound unto Insane — we'll go through anything to forge our wills We’ll stop at nothing on this path that we are bound [50 sec instrumental: Guitar solos] Bound to Madness - Nothing will stop me Bound to Madness - I will consume it all Bound to Madness - The Earth then the Universe will fall Bound to Madness, we are all

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026

I must have wandered a thousand days and every step I take An exponential fear grows inside I can feel the dreadful presence of the firmament Incipiently changing within a single stride If this Jinn doth tell the truth then let the end be nigh Upon arrival at Vesania one can feel the cold and depths Of the ground unhallowed and spoiled from centuries of nightmares With a flash of light I see the Heavens now split forth open As Sut appears yet once again to impart yet more of his wisdom This beast — the ancient Sytiofer He blocks your way and you shall not pass without my aid The Flames of Oblivion must be given It will imbue your sword and shield and might with a magic from the other world Make haste your approach to Thalcoria where the amulet dwells As they departed for this fallen one The grand mage and his silent nemesis A darkened fate, forever entwined Unto the Gateway Vector Through the fields of vile and pith like roses this duo did stride towards violence All the while they basked in the glory of the Thalcoria’s Temple, a landmark formidable to behold Descend into its gates and face the accursed As they arrived upon the fallen one… A twisting fate And thus they neared upon the beast And witnessed it rise in a great formation The foul stench of decimated bodies filling the air Obsidian draped upon a golden necklace awaits as the 3-headed Mammoth had risen from its slumber For Il-Volan, we shall, O we shall fight! Dropping into its chamber Ixion does attempt to go for thé first blow But the Sytiofer sees and moves to meet him and go forth into battle Notorious was his advantage over the field that day Our would be hero — he gave his best — but from the outset he was made to play the defense With a terrible might his claws did burst forth Ixion hath met his match But with this Jinn we may still have glory [1 min instrumental: Guitar solos.] The intervention came swift from Sut Like a thunderbolt from the First Heaven He smote his ruin upon the temple floor Victory attained — the sacred amulet that now remains As we move to prepare the resurrection He speaks: "The time has come to bring The One unto this plane of existence Release the fear that has gripped you here and summon every bit of your strength as you shall compose the bones in an orderly form Grip tight of thy talisman, Kythan Go forth to cast the Flames of Oblivion Only to be met with deafening silence" As they withdrew from Il-Volan This grand mage and his silent nemesis Their gruesome fate, forever entwined Unto the Gateway Vector

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Aug 14, 2026