Temple Of Void
Lords of Death



1. The Charnel Unearthing


2. Wretched Banquet

The chant of the ghoul caller opens the crypts
Stone lids now shift and grind
Fetid air escapes
Fleshless fingers brace crumbling edges
To propel forth their bodies of rot
What purpose have they returned?
To what bidding do they serve?
Ravenous lust for flesh smothers the trace humanity that exists behind their blank, putrefying eyes
Plunder and devour the remnants of the dead
Murder and eat credulous living
Succumbed to the will of sorcery,
An unwavering mob of decay
Conscience holds no power to magic
Nothing can stop it
This wretched banquet
A morbid feast
Abhorrent undead forced to roam under the spell of necromancy


3. A Watery Internment

You sink slowly – As murk dissolves the luminance – As pressure builds – As flails reduce to flutter – Lungs fill with fluid – As breath stifles – As panic nictates into stillness – With each weakening, dying heartbeat, you grow closer to death – What ideas enter a dying man’s consciousness in those last moments of actuality? – When survival is futile, do you think of regret? – Do you beg for forgiveness to a god above? – An uncaring deity who let you suffer this fate? – Deeper – You’ve lost sense of direction – Do you struggle to hang on to those last few moments of animation? Where minutes dissect into seconds – Then seconds fraction themselves away into closing flickers of existence – The hourglass reduces to the falling of each individual grain, and the world around you is slowly engulfed in darkness... while you expire at the speed of thought


4. The Hidden Fiend

Beware the Aswang: – Shape-shifting demon of the Philippines – A nightly feeder on the unborn – Day-walking weaver of deceit – Amongst your peers is where the cleftless ghoul hides – Inverted reflection reveals a darkness that resides – Fallacious asura – Descendent of manananggal – Serpentine stealer of life, crawling from the bedside – Penetrating proboscis splitting vaginal wall – Slowly draining lifeforce – Siphoning the fetal skull – Puerile delicacy garnished in amniotic fluid – An unseen creature in hiding – Using the guise of fellow man – A friend, neighbor, or perhaps even relative – They socialize beside us – With an unspoken, malicious secret – Seek out the holy agimate – For the creature could be anyone – It could even be you


5. An Ominous Journey


6. The Gift

Upon your doorstep sat a mortifying piece – Tightly packaged parcel – Wrapped neatly with care – Initially innocuous, but upon a closer glance: Wear and much depreciation, and lacking a return address? – “Who could have sent this?” – As you bring the box inside and tear away the moldy tape and twine the gift reveals its grisly image: A grotesque visage made of bone – A human skull – No explanation – But with features that are oddly familiar – You feel an eerie sense of dread – As you run your fingers along its calcified structure – Pulling open the jaws only to find the teeth match your own – Denial sets in – This cannot be – You’re still alive, within your home – Was this sent from the future? – Or just some morbid trick? –
As you peer into the empty sockets you can only guess how long until it’s your turn to be the one on the inside looking out?


7. Graven Desires

She lays silent
In her cold porcelain skin

Nothing could be done to save her

A love unrequited no longer

I felt her embrace
As her final exhale dissipated into the air
When the blade dove in

I draw her lids closed with my fingertips
Her warm lips now frigid and lifeless

She shall sleep eternally as mine for eternity
As mine for eternity...


8. Deceiver in the Shadows

Timeless, ageless lurking monster – Insidious, evil legend – Myth that haunts in the countryside luring lost wanderers ... Now victims – Stained with the mark of his feast – Another pale, lifeless body found: New flesh for the beast – Contorted faces found frozen in terror – Hunter – Liar – Stealer of blood – Vampire or beast?... No one ever lives to tell – A foreboding castle bears his name – Shadow-stained kingdom of horror – Screams resonate through the mist – Cold and limp or forever lost – Holy men left drained and dead – Others met worse fates – Life in servitude: Signed in blood – Eternally bound as his slaves



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