Sanctum Dibolical

The past, present and the future

Gets defeated by insanity of human beings!

Undefined defenses of unknown fears

Freedom defines the strength, the freedom of hypocritical justice!

Have a look at the pages of our history

Of blood, faith and fear

Birth of another power thirsty God or another man made illusion!

I tried to walk in your path by taking oath of your God

Only to crumble upon the ashes of my personal faith!

I must possess with your fear, I must follow what you follow

I must live on your dream!

A cold wind of future destruction touches my sense

I choose to walk away, to gaze at the morning star and find solace!

The calm wind reminds me of purity, the innocence of a world without you!

Sanctum diabolical, the realm of the fallen ones

This is where it all began, this is where everything ends!

I hold my head high and gather my strength

A new dawn of justice would arise, to begin everything from where you destroyed.

Where the purity of magic unites with the purity of love!

Sanctum diabolical, the path to my divinity

As the night begins, the nature shows its fury

Gathering of the black mass and wolf moon high,

Sacrificial ceremony and we will defeat your God!

Sanctum diabolical, the realm of the fallen ones

This is where it all began, this is where everything ends!

(Photograph used only for graphical imaginary purpose) 

Silence Is An Enigma

Without presence of silence void could be a meaningless halo
Which would be gulping down the hopes of unspoken spirits like gallows
Without presence of silence art could be a nameless hope
Which would be circling around the mind of a creator like a bird with broken wings
Without presence of silence human lives would be the slaves of noises
Which could be nothing more than victims of infinite torture of voices
Without presence of silence there would be no language of love
Which cannot be defined by the sounds of flying feathers of doves (Which we presume as as the sign of peace)
Without presence of silence, you and me would not be making love in our lucid dreams
And our silent hopes of togetherness would be destroyed by the societal mandatory hazardous beam
Without presence of silence, you will not silently weep in my grieving departure
And you story telling to your children would be just incomplete

Without presence of silence aurora would be a lifeless widow
Gulping down all the sorrows within her mind weeping silently looking at the meadow
Without presence of silence your lips would not spill my name while you asleep
And romance would be nothing more than a forced shallow


Music Inspiration: Deafhaven - Dream House
Photograph Courtesy  : http://www.tereshkovets.com/white-silence/

Cynical Saint

Heretic, aesthetic , sophisticated killing enthusiasm
Blinded by self caged metabolism, drowning in the blood of my victim
I watched and grin as I slowly ripping his flesh never leaving a chance to scream
Outside my window there is this storm coming in
Much reminder of the fact that my blood thirst would reign

A never ending hunger in spree
Creating illusion of forever happiness in killing
Watching with a wicked vision, swarm of lust on a naked body
As I slowly slitting the nerve, blood fountain oozing
Creating ravage pleasure thy upon this sin which is forever hailing

Years ago I remember, when It had all began
Now there is no way to hide, desperate souls finding ways to run
Upon the walls of my cave, I can see and smell flesh
I strive on my pray and my hunger never takes rest!
How many years have passed by, how many hours I would count more
I see soul ripping out of pain, a savage ecstasy runs through my brain!

Ohh I almost forgot there is a word called mercy
How many of us would consider it anyway
Corporate slaves, victims of planned hypocrisy
Let me kill you mercilessly, I will set you free from your agony
Teary eyes, claimed family bonds, reflects only in our time of need
Otherwise always hiding in our memory

I will never set you free, I will drink your blood
Ruthless aggression as i chop you inch by inch
Leaving your flesh open, chewing your bones with this mental glitch
The sweet smell of blood and opened flesh
As I run my nails through it suddenly I see a reflection in the mirror
Weeping in vein, staring in terror and I realize how many hours
I would be lying like this as the reflection is nothing
Nothing but me!!!!!

A self devouring illusion in spree

* Graphical illustration only for imaginary purpose

The Confession Of A Solitude

Have you ever thought of crowning over your loneliness?
Or have you ever thought of dreaming in a dream?
Have you ever?
There is a state of oblivion above your thoughts
Where mind matters and your body floats
The state of absolute emptiness shrouds you
And then your hatred turns into reverence

You walk through a tunnel of liberation
Only to find your deepest realization
Time does not leave a trace
And life will set you free from this rat race!

Have you ever thought of dismantling your soul?
Or have you ever thought of a hibernation?
Sympathies become irrational and love turns into a test
Memories breaking through the pupils of your eye
And tears turns into your foe

Within the aura of your mortality
Mind shaping into an another form
Death cannot be a fear anymore but life is a threat
One day you will see me again my friend

When my memories will call your name...

Portrait Courtesy : Panchali Bharali

This Landscape Will Call My Name (Part 2)

A ravage delusion in the spree
Unforgettable emptiness under the sky of this endless landscape
Deeper marooned hope for a solitary bond
Memory of a few passing laughs which are in the run

The sun has set itself to stop in time
And the trees are rhyming with the wind
Only a few cry ahead,I found the lake
Aesthetic natural erotica for me to take

This moment shall not see an end
Childhood nostalgia  makes a comeback
Non visual rendition of a coma is keeping me into the track
And a few momentary intimacy which are going to break

We will not be together forever my friend
But this landscape will call my name...

The Final Statement

The life I see through the pain of your eyes
And the moment i steal from the hour of your disperse
Years passing by in your solitary exile
Salvation comes through an undisputed bile

There has been a change through this endless winter
Or name it as a forcible soul domination rather
The movement in your veins has been vanishing slowly
Disheartening initiative,mind rupture!

Rescue work begins with a little unexpected love
Only to find it's way through the wings of your 'mind dove'
Call all of your Gods in this hour of your need
Requiem flashbacks with all of those passing greed

Life are you still listening?
Or is that death in your door,whining?












Suggested music :  Inade- The Ocean Of Fate

Into The Unknown

There is life in silence
Like there are countless waves in the ocean
We all are the listeners
But i know only you or only me can hear
The countless numbers of untold whispers
And the unseen liberation of feathers...
Up in the air or down in your dreams
There are pain within them to get unleashed
And there are memories thrown away by human greed
I know someday this world will understand you like me
And that day i will write down my own memory
Into the unknown...

A song to accompany, Hammock- Artificial Paradise

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xSor2K2PXB4