Threnodies to Eternal Despair
Finally, the day has come Incinerate, she burns the sun All we had plundered All we had framed No Time for Despair No time to revere Submit to Death Our ending is here You cannot weep Internally, we hope for all Fleeing souls in death enthralled All we'd maintained At once drenched in flames The howl of them Helplessly Swept Into A liquified mass The howl of them Helplessly Swept Into A liquified mass The howl of them Helplessly Cast Into A vacuum Infinite You cannot weep No Time for Despair No time to revere Submit to Death Our ending is here
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Lapse into a lucid dream, Above groaning souls, The spring sun closes away, Making a line, Surging through time, Invited death, Massacring heft, Meeting with the moistened earth, Broken through bones, Nearby a viscid grasp slips away, Bodies surround, Cold upon ground, Physicians forbade, Youth ripped away, Guided... by passion masses flow.... to destiny, They died that day, never to return, Deceit... how could memories fade... to waste away, The lives they led, their guilty penance spurned, Meeting with the moistened earth, Broken through bones, Nearby a viscid grasp slips away, Bodies surround, Cold upon ground, Physicians forbade, Youth ripped away, Those people they're lining, Those people aren't fighting, They're dead, These people now dying, These people still crying, To be heard, Guided... by passion masses flow.... to destiny, They died that day, never to return, Deceit... how could memories fade... to waste away, The lives they led, their guilty penance spurned.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Aug 14, 2026
On taking my life Of aching and strife Oh how could I wish it to be Forced into pain With cowing and shame A ruinous ending foreseen This cruelty Consumes me The veils unhallowed calls My spirit Deserts me My confines no more Embrace me In torture Answering my pleas The master Of chaos I submit to thee Take me now this Euphony of Dismay This emptiness crawls Pale enveloped pall Deadened is their euphony An impasse as mortal Veil be my portal To darkness infinity This cruelty Consumes me The veils unhallowed calls My spirit Deserts me My confines no more Embrace me In torture Answering my pleas The master Of chaos I submit to thee Take me now this Euphony of Dismay
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Comply, you will meet all that I demand , Confined, bow down and fear my commands, And YOU will tolerate nothing in return , Your grieving - it cannot be unlearnt, Shadows merge and reappear, Smiting Dread Incorporeal, Your birth was integral damnation, Conquest, succumb to your station, Comply, you will meet all that I demand , Confined, bow down and fear my commands, And YOU will tolerate nothing in return , Your grieving - it cannot be unlearnt, Shadows merge and reappear, Smiting Dread Incorporeal, Your birth was integral damnation, Conquest, succumb to your station, They cannot embrace you in love , The master of cruelty , There are no heavens above, Only scorching entropy beneath, Shadows merge and reappear, Smiting Dread Incorporeal, Your birth was integral damnation, Conquest, succumb to your station.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Aug 14, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Aug 14, 2026
Supress the viscera, Stifle the flow, Murder those humans, Fortune in tow, Vicious blows unto the head, Drifting between alive and dead, Your kinfolks subversion, Misfortunes immersion, Fall into line, For the betterment... of mankind, The meadow collapsed, Persistence has snapped, Try squeaketh a breath, Resultant in death, Hell draweth too near, By Control of Fear, Supress the viscera, Stifle the flow, Murder those humans, Fortune in tow, Vicious blows unto the head, Drifting between alive and dead, Your kinfolks subversion, Misfortunes immersion, Fall into line, For the betterment... of mankind, The meadow collapsed, Persistence has snapped, Try squeaketh a breath, Resultant in death, Hell draweth too near, By Control of Fear, The meadow collapsed, Persistence has snapped, Try squeaketh a breath, Resultant in death, Hell draweth too near, By Control of Fear.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Aug 14, 2026
Beneath the weight of a shattered soul, Lost in the depths, where shadows unfold. A battle fought hard, but the fight was in vain, Alcohol's grip tightened, driving me insane. In the depths of despair, darkness took its hold, Suicidal thoughts, a narrative untold. A battle raged within, where hope was eclipsed, Unable to fight off the demons that persist. Drowning in the depths of an alcoholic sea, A lost fight, a broken spirit longing to be free. Sinking deeper, suffocating in despair, Final act approaches, a soul beyond repair. The vodka's fire burned through my veins, A constant companion, numbing all the pain. But illusions shattered, reality unveiled, In the grip of addiction, my soul had failed. Tried to break free, but the chains held tight, Lost in the darkness, no glimmer of light. Demons whispered, sinister and grim, A tragic fate, succumbing to darkness within. Drowning in the depths of an alcoholic sea, A lost fight, a broken spirit longing to be free. Sinking deeper, suffocating in despair, Final act approaches, a soul beyond repair. Yet again I will suffer, yet again I will cry, In the grip of addiction, I'll struggle and try. Lying in the grave of a poisoned embrace, A new world can't be born, when consumed by this chase. With every passing day, the battle wears me thin, Fight against the tides, as the demons grin. Yearning for liberation, longing to break free, But the clutches of addiction won't release me. The whispers grow louder, relentless and cruel, Tempting me back, like a merciless duel. Redemption's hope fading, despair takes its hold, Caught in a cycle, entangled and cold. In the depths of despair, I drowned my sorrows, In a haze of spirits, no hope for tomorrow. A life I once cherished now shattered and torn, By embrace of a bottle, my soul was worn. Burdened by guilt, damage I can't undo, It's time to end this pain, a final wish I pursue.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Aug 14, 2026
We detest the world, ourselves, our fate, In this melancholic pit, we dwell and wait, Contempt for humankind, our very essence torn apart, In this mournful lament, we grapple with our heart In the depths of despair, we rise and fall, With heavy hearts, we witness our own downfall, A somber air fills these veins, like a creeping frost, In this world askew, where hope is all but lost. We detest the world, ourselves, our fate, In this melancholic pit, we dwell and wait, Contempt for humankind, our very essence torn apart, In this mournful lament, we grapple with our heart A world plagued by chaos, as anger seethes, In this apathetic void, where darkness breathes, We are the forsaken, bearing our own cross, In this realm of turmoil, we mourn our loss. In the depths of our despair, our strength does fade, Our darkest moments in this cursed charade A world consumed by chaos, in ruins it lies, As humanity crumbles, beneath malevolent skies, We despise ourselves too, for we're no different, In this world of suffering, where death is indifferent. In this symphony of hatred, our despair shall endure, As we despise the world, ourselves, in agony pure, In this mournful dirge, our souls forever worn, In the embrace of darkness, our hatred shall be reborn.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Aug 14, 2026
They are watching me, Gathering by trees, The hot stink of my flesh, They lavish in my breath, At once they surround, They wrench me from the ground, My form blows through the air, Dark Lord are you there, I am blinded by darkness, My torso cracks, A crimson eruption, Of ghostly murder, My flesh rips, My form separated, Am I dead, Is eternal torment now mine, Dark, Envelop, Take me away, Black, Smother me, This aching pain, They are watching me, Gathering by trees, The hot stink of my flesh, They lavish in my breath, At once they surround, They wrench me from the ground, My form blows through the air, Dark Lord are you there, I am blinded by darkness, My torso cracks, A crimson eruption, Of ghostly murder, My flesh rips, My form separated, Am I dead, Is eternal torment now mine, Dark, Envelop, Take me away, Black, Smother me, This aching pain, My flesh rips, My form separated, Am I dead, Is eternal torment now mine, Is it mine?
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Aug 14, 2026
Born into a world of pain Where suffering is our bane We've borne the weight of endless night Now we rise, prepared to fight Through the howling winds and rain Endured the suffering, borne the pain In the fires of Hell We'll right the ancient wrong Suffering and retribution, our souls aflame In the realm of torment, we bear the name With the fire of vengeance, wе shall ignite A symphony of chaos in a blackest night As the stars fadе away, and darkness swells In the darkest abyss, where no mercy dwells In the fire of vengeance We'll surely die The flames of retribution burn so bright We march onward into the night With each step a twisted satisfaction In this act of fiery final action
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Aug 14, 2026
The spectre creeps unto kind souls, Tears apart their cherished goals, Stifling their life aspirations, Unmerciful conflagrations, The Bastard Will Materialise, The Bastard Will Materialise, In their flesh the bastard lurks, All their hopes at once besmirched, Sorrow oceans crash apart, Victims all forced to depart, He is crushing hope, Doomed to death, Desperately clasp, Breathe its last, The Bastard Will Materialise, The Bastard Will Materialise, In their flesh the bastard lurks, All their hopes at once besmirched, Sorrow oceans crash apart, Victims all forced to depart, He is crushing hope, Doomed to death, Desperately clasp, Breathe its last, The Bastard Will Materialise, The Bastard Will Materialise.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Aug 14, 2026
The calling of the southern wind Whips at flesh and sears the weak Angels willed now to exscind A frozen plateau bears the bleak All hope forbade As sin is repaid A contorted malaise By demons he's flayed Children bray at poison clouds Instantaneously soused The tide of death doth sweep away Demons wade in black remains Grasping at life Torched flesh torn in lines Tears cast in dark ash Suffocating the past Their soul drifts away On the sabbath day His madness betrays Unholy decay Tis Lone soul rathripe Demon archetype Fogged desolation Infernal recreation
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Aug 14, 2026