Thralls
To scorch the whole world to ashes And forge it anew from the chaos and flame To take it all down in a blaze of hate And tear through the drape that cradles mankind To be swallowed by the depths of the chasm And embrace the shadows and light within To bring forth an era of reason With meaningless cries this world swept away The laws of man, they mean nothing: As illusions of grandeur to irrational minds Are testaments to a deep weakness inside And masses converge in prayer upon altars of cowardice, self flattery and death As golden chalices overflow with the blood of the millions of victims of the gospels Withering gods wreathed in riches and gore adorn halls considered divine Blinded, teeming, breeding, screaming man devours himself alive And monuments are levelled & toppled back to dust by the pious In naïve desperation they cry for salvation from “rapture” And masses converge in prayer upon altars of cowardice, self flattery and death As golden chalices overflow with the blood of the millions of victims of the gospels Withering gods wreathed in riches and gore adorn halls considered divine Blinded, teeming, breeding, screaming man devours himself alive The scourge of a world ablaze And with fires subsided, the night creeps in… To give way to the dawn of the warriors path
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 03, 2026
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The chapel spire reluctant to fade stands against the fall of the sun Built on the ashes of the dawn of man rising erect on the worlds funeral The earth all around drenched and blackened by blood Turning the planet into a graveyard Its angelic halo consumed by the dark for it’s not but a glow of embers so bright It will all fade away with the coming of night! And the weeping and moaning of them “saved” by the light is carried by bitter winds into dusk (A wind) of sighs and regrets, of inhibitions and sins; tearing and vicious as it howls with scorn To all who has wilfully stood in its way: disciples to a burden of penance and shame When the ground underneath them is taken away they sway to the chant of these merciless winds …their true burden is not knowing what they are at all! THRALLS!! Scarcely hidden stories, behind - many names and masks A murmur of prayers - to - man’s fucking fairy tales Creation and life twisted - to preferences and creeds For with all of the masks and faces of gods The suns rises and sets To the fleeting glazed views of men THRALLS!! Altars and pedestals built on - on loneliness and defeat Grow on a heaving soil of – of humans clawing at their feet Holding up icons representing their utter decay Obscene vanity and fucking greed on display Shame rings inside the hearts of man... …Overlooking from the throne of a god among insects And held high in the midst of it all, the maze of Deception Teeming and endless corridors flaunt the echoed moans The labyrinth of mirrors, whose walls reflect (all) sorrows and fears Entrapping every victim, the promised land revealed!!
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 03, 2026