Embrace of the Godless Aeon
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A flight of serpents, wrathful interlopers With twisted minds and bloodshot eyes They serve a destructive purpose Ancient words, sworn in a vicious context To tragic children of a fallen world Bereft of loving discourse Within our children, this sickness lays Upon polished stone, so many names engraved A vile seed sown in death Lest we forget these revelations in autumn flame To see bodies in free fall From pillars of vitriolic fire Colossus carries her own torch That lights the idolator's path The embrace of fiction, portrayed as history Flaying minds and destroying lives In the name of iconography This sickness is a plague bearing breed Spewing forth repulsive bile Infecting all they touch with disease To see bodies in free fall From pillars of vitriolic fire Colossus carries her own torch That lights the idolator's path In tarred coffins, forever churning The plaintive souls of sinful men The wood cracks, splinters, and opens Revealing our true saints Burnt flesh, revenants Skin abrased with stigmata Hellfire is but a brazen bull A machination of control No beast, no whore No ten heads or seven horns Only the death of gods And a new age of reason Wretches, braying, snake oil, merchants Plying stale ointments for mutated ills Lance these boils, let us be lepers no more May we receive the forbidden fruits of the world As the smoke clears, we watch as our children Make angels in the ashes of Eden Mythology and theology Condemned to the annals of history An end to the flaying of brilliant minds And one day, we'll tell tales of our heroes Who braved the man-made fires of religion Ability and humanity Emerge from the wreckage of insanity Enlightened man rising Like a phoenix from the flames
Submitted by The Void — Aug 22, 2026
A wistful turn, divinity yearns I long to touch the hide of a wandering soul Heaven awaiting one stray beast Whom raps upon my door I am that baying wolf With jaws of slathering lust No amount of blood Can refill my withered heart Invocation of the goddess Queen of the night time and dark misfits A wistful turn, divinity yearns We long to touch the hand of a restless soul Heaven awaiting a strange bond Of bestial fervour Invocation of the goddess Queen of the night time and dark misfits Go forth my dog May you speak with your sword And hang from a cord Offerings upon my fortress walls I am but a husk of a man A hollow wight, haunted and damned My sword tells the tale Of so many unspeakable acts Reborn to embark upon a quest To achieve an honourable death Let past sorrows fall away As my body returns to the earth Let my remains pay tribute to all natural wonder Within death I shall heal my soul In this glade where Hecate is enthroned My spirit illuminated Glazed threefold in moonlight splendour Anoint my wounds, let us convalesce together In the gardens of a lunar shrine, forever more And as I seal The wounds of this tragic warriors soul It leaves me feeling... Loved My goddess, caress us, embrace us, mother of wolves Your pain, my gain, a feeling profane You churn and burn, dissolving in my arms Feeding my gardens Light no longer flickers in your eyes
Submitted by The Void — Aug 22, 2026
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Enthralled by a world that you cannot understand A blind watchmaker extends a comforting hand The old man is broken and weak Water in his eyes, decrepit and sick He meekly beckons you to follow Shattered fingers barely moving Behold a gateway lit by trembling stars Tread lightly the path to enlightenment Breathless whispers, promises of heavens Ascend the stairway and feel cold embrace A thread of fine silk Tied around your wrist Pulled tight, it constricts Led through the darkness Pawing at the walls In the labyrinth of thought Yet here I stand in the centre With hands of brilliant fire I can guide you to safety Sever yourself from him Allow your blind master to die Let my flame light his funeral pyre For your lords landscape remains unpainted His palette is dry His being is an illusion That lurks within the shadows of your mind Witness the breaking dawn of enlightenment Bathe in the glow of Luciferan fire Revel in the bravery of Promethean desire Cleanse fast the endarkening cult For their myths have lost their candour
Submitted by The Void — Aug 22, 2026
Pictureque is this hillside scene Bathed in a wash of beautiful twilight Waves calmly break on the shores of a dream Eloquent, the cool whispers of an ocean breeze. Gaze upward to the cosmic ceiling The mighty sky is but a canves of memories A glistening sense of loss to send us reeling Through an enchanting ballet, nonetheless These opens a moonlight path to the horizon A gateway from which a fragile form appears Face smooth and pale as a porcellain doll Skin as pure white as the container last seen in Her realm is one of darkness An eternity within thoughts Visible only to closed eyes Her eyes shine like that of distant stars Mute, she need never say a word for me. In my unconscious frame i hve found liberation From the dull ache of sorrow To extend a hand and pull her from this ethereal Existence in dark reverie To keep the promise of never leaving In the face of dawn May we rejoice in slumber Watch the horizon begin the glow The soft embrace falls away Feel the beating heart begin to slow Learn to grieve all over again My heart breacks with the dawn
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025
Close your eyes Let the cold take your life Close your eyes No power to continue Don't you move We can be as one And I will be your air When you are frozen in despair Child, consider your ways And I will be your air And I will be your air With trepidation We moved across the sea Erebus and Terror Chariots of infamy In fervent turmoil The ocean closed in The waters hardened Ill became the wind And as we lay down our frail men These words echo eternal Thus saith the lord of hosts Consider your ways Our lungs were burning Our limbs were atrophied Minds sick with fever Bodies shocked with disease The lead weight of sorrow Crushed all trace of sanity Creatures we became Lost of human dignity Beneath the lurid spell Of the arctic night time sky Monsters we became As humanity slipped away Our dead remained unburied Their flesh was consumed Naught but bones remained And we were transformed From such sickening horror No man could return As though lycans we changed Men warped forever In the wake of a winter moon Envy for the three We planted early Safe in stasis In permafrost tombs Eternal sleep But with eyes opened wide By icy digits To find oneself Shrouded in darkness Envious of Hartnell Torrington and Braine For they escaped with their souls In death, in stasis Frozen, entombed Oh, how we have longed For the fires that await us In the pits of some eternal damnation Oh, how we have longed To be released from this burden Bound to this isle of endless cold Yet I could swear That the moon sings so sweetly Songs of men Not so tied by humanity The words of our lord have fallen silent As we have turned our backs And retreated into darkness
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025