Kingdom of Killers

Three lights in the forest Three seats in the hall Three that heal, three wounds reveal The father of us all Three lights in the forest One for the Lord of Mounds A thousand names, a world in flames The final battleground Three lights in the forest One for the Lord of Storms Though foes may grieve let hammers cleave Our passage through the storms Three lights in the forest One for the Lord of Light The growth, the flow, the everglow The source of our delight

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Bodies piling up beside the river The river is the colour of blood Moon rises red over the fallen So many men back to the mud Hard to put a name to any faces The work of iron fists and steel teeth Tattered standards they still fly in mockery Darker shapes look down on those beneath That's how it is in the kingdom of killers Life is hard, death is sure and there is no remorse Friends are few when your enemies come Turn your back and it's over and done That's how it is in the kingdom of killers The risen sun bestows no pleasure The spear's point bestows it's fate There is no marker or no measure When severed heads provide the weight When the loom has served it's purpose The beams have fallen into dust Bodies rotted back into the soil The living will lament as ere they must That's how it is in the kingdom of killers Life is hard, death is sure and there is no remorse Friends are few when your enemies come Turn your back and it's over and done That's how it is in the kingdom of killers

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Within the sight of the flaming eye Beyond the reach of fists This is the place where we come to die Like morning's fading mists A gentle rain soaks into the grass I feel the sun on stone A last descent through the mountain pass The end of flesh and bone Worlds may burn and stars explode In fire, ice and dust Towers of stone will so erode And swords of heroes rust The wise man lingers in the sun Before the end of days A journey into the hollow hills Beyond the serpent's gaze

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Falling through fingers - the dust of old bones Time falls upon us - a hail of stones Long is the memory - but short is the span Bitter the harvest - and bitter the man Down in the dirt, return, return to the earth Down in the dirt… Sitting in darkness - we drink to the dead We shoulder the burden - for those that have fled Minds that are troubled - and bodies in thrall We fight for survival - we fight for you all Falling through fingers - the dust of old bones Time falls upon us - a hail of stones Breathing the poison - that covers the earth Down in the darkness - down in the dirt

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Into the shadows - A welcome to Hel A gift from the gallows - Where dark wisdom fell A land of betrayal - The blood-mask of hate An unholy grail - to regenerate Feeding with corpses - a broth of the dead The terror of winter - where ill-fortune led A trail of ruin - a field of flame A roaring inferno - that calls out your name The swing of the axe - the cast of the stone A howl in the midwinter night Into the forest - into the pit Into the arms of a world full of... Breathing out hatred - nerve endings raw Feeding the fury - up through the core Breaking the cycle - risen yet dead Beyond description - everything red. The swing of the axe - the cast of the stone A howl in the midwinter night Into the forest - into the pit Into the arms of a world full of shit

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025