Medievalgeist
Eternal possession! Permitted to descent upon thee The very soul is as tough divided A second me! Expressed in frantic struggle Indecent thoughts, vengeance, Sins of past come alive Lust and disease Compelled by the law of reverse effort I regret all that consumes me My past is settled in my desolate present Like a dead soul that rattles The bleakness of days passed I am the enemy of my present And with my impending doom, I stand waiting for thee diurnal epoch
Submitted by The Void — Aug 14, 2026
Gruesome light Battle swept Ironclad terror Hot flames swallowed To stand forever, only fire Almighty screams Enemy sings Hate triumphs in the night's lair Unwilling sacrifice Righteous misery by hell forged hands The heathen knows sorrow Gleaming and shining These weapons far and wide of winters past The truth is cursed like a distant memory
Submitted by The Void — Aug 14, 2026
The night in peril we become one leather plastered upon us I am your slave tonight. Master, oh my master make me pay for my immortality! I drink from thee bitter globlet and submit to edge play evil sadism noir lust the candle drips the pleasure burns I am spellbound by your authority! my peerless paramour I am your prey! My blood in Magna Carta surrounded by stone, echoes of pain the mournful crescent and the resspits in harmony my agony is your gold!
Submitted by The Void — Aug 14, 2026
(We all die The letters on her skin The verbs on her flesh Waking up and throwing stones) Religion is a well-filled field Planted and watered by desire Of one who longed for paradise Or one who dreaded hell and fire (Spiders overhead Dismal dawn Whispers overheard Dust settles The bodies turn) The mystical The boundless Uninhibited The spit and gravel In my mind (Strange shapes Without walls Rain and wood Dead branches Final magic) Feel of stone, eaten by sun Crust of corpse, devoured by moon To be angry is amateur, To be pure evil is bliss!
Submitted by The Void — Aug 14, 2026
Immersed in a forgotten realm Scriptures, swords, Pain and deceit! I mourn thy kingdom forlorn While my soul seizes to be To be destitute, Denied beyond suffering! To be one with pain! Arise! Arise grateful torment! I accept thee axe of dolor And disengage I must!
Submitted by The Void — Aug 14, 2026
Such power, the fierce sphere Such power, the midnight glow Sworn to shadows, night to fall It's the black I breathe The blood I seek! Post-meridian frost Vicious thirst I walk the path of mournful cries Midnight The land pulsates Midnight The soil soaked in sin Swirling stars and beloved moon I worship thee! The ancient protector! My mother Midnight
Submitted by The Void — Aug 14, 2026