Lyrics -Doom - The Summoning
By WolfdDennis
Wed, 19 Mar 2025
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This one came to life when I was writing a longer story, supernatural horror kind of thing. The main characters were metal musicians and so I needed snippets of lyrics that would fit into Doom or Death Metal, or a combination of the two.. Before I knew it myself, I'd written more than just a few lines... So, what is it called when you have a piece of writing written by a fictional character in your story? Hehe...
Anyway, here's the stuff below.
Trembling voices recite blasphemy, cast around the circle, seven hooded men,
Bound in purpose to an unholy end.
Candles flicker, the first sign: something heard your plea, now on its way.
Dreadful consequence.
Breath stealing anticipation envelops the very last line,
Just before shadows gather and from the pentacle, skyward they rise.
Starlight fades in the moonless night, in the circle, darkness stirs to ungodly life as twisted shapes slither and writhe.
Terrors of the netherworld flow deep all around.
(faint whispers under demons’ chanting)
Has he heard us, will he grant our request, or will he just devour us on the spot?
In the depths where shadows slither,
Belphegor rises from the nethermost pit,
With serpent whispers, he answers your call, your twisted plans he'll turn awry with fate’s bloodied hand.
Wishing someone dead, you're the one who's truly damned.
Lord of Fright, he'll drown your failing plight,
Release the circle, and in a sea of blood, you'll see his might.
The veil is torn, ancient horrors unfurl, the obscure taking obscene shapes right before your widened eyes.
Chaos awakes, behold: The evil is now flesh!
Rusty chains rattle, the lost twist and writhe,
Under restless torment, his name they cry,
The echoes of anguish, the price of the pact,
Revelations lurk, no turning back.
Belphegor’s laughter, a sinister sound,
As the fabric of sanity shatters, your soul now spellbound,
Run if you can, but there’s nowhere to hide,
In his embrace, your nightmares reside!
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Alternative variation:
In the depths where shadows writhe,
A whisper calls from the other side,
Belphegor’s laughter, a sinister sound,
Echoes through the corridors, where hope is drowned.
The clock ticks slow, time’s cruel design,
In the maze of madness, sanity unwinds.
Run if you can, but the night is deep,
Beneath the weight of the secrets you keep.
In his embrace, your nightmares collide,
Surrender your soul, there's nowhere to hide!
The mirrors shatter, reflecting despair,
With every crack, a glimpse of what’s there.
The darkness curls ‘round your trembling spine,
Where light once dwelled, now shadows entwine.
Worms of temptation eat at your mind,
Dance with the devil, the slowest of crimes.
Run if you can, but the night is deep,
Beneath the weight of the secrets you keep.
In his embrace, your nightmares collide,
Surrender your soul, there's nowhere to hide!
Fates are woven with threads of your screams,
Caught in the web of Belphegor’s dreams.
The laughter grows louder, it claws at your skin,
For every shred of hope, he’ll feed on your sin.
Desolation blooms where despair takes root,
A garden of shadows, a funeral suit.
Beneath the black skies, with ashes that swirl,
The echoes of laughter unravel your world.
The end is a lullaby, cruelly sublime,
As you dance with the devil, a step out of time.
Run if you can, but the night is deep,
Beneath the weight of the secrets you keep.
In his embrace, your nightmares collide,
Surrender your soul, there's nowhere to hide!
So linger in shadows, let the darkness be,
A lover for lost souls, for the voiceless plea.
As Belphegor’s laughter, a symphony grim,
Plays on for eternity, for those who’ve grown dim.
Forever entwined in this dark masquerade,
Where the light can't reach, and the price is your fate.
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