Noir

Until you know grief You have not seen the depths that we’ve been in No comparison to the depths that will reveal You will hear things that shouldn't be passed on You will have a taste of bitterness on your tongue Only to return to it by the sweet odour Remorse and it’s undone Put myself on the stand and have reached a verdict

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Seen the last dim of mortal light Seen the first immortal sight Heart rising, returning mind Count the cost in sacred blood Turning the gaze, gaze forward The home, the nest - it is not here

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

The trees are grey here The soil is damp and cold His senses are filled with drought after his flee from the temple Rites made him shiver from fear Now waiting for someone to proclaim salvation His price has been paid His price has been paid

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Their throats are an open grave They hold secrets supposedly safe and they will pass them on to their descendants Adverse effect How is your monarchy assembled? Measure the gifts that have been given to you Either you choke or cherish Him Admonition This time the prodigal son might not be coming home

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

A way with words In translation, semantics is lost An orthodox beckon to which the stones will not listen Summon up fire and brimstone while you paint devils on walls These stones will not listen

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Inclined, and there is light to see For those unwilling, darkness will suffice Those who choose to believe, blessed be Those who stand aside, reason satisfies Virtue and vice: black and white Colours subside in the pale and night

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Not in his own Refuse to believe in his own strength Concern, hardly responsibility Responsibility hardly concerns a slave So we shall call upon the host to be a part of the group The master enslaves The master dictates the way Harvests a dead harvest Only obedient

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Awoke from the slumber The lapse of time I’ve got nothing to show for it Entertained, but not enlightened Recalling today for a trace of tomorrow Being one without a lifespan New thoughts must follow The daylight draws to me and the surroundings are not what they used to be Light fills up space in a solitary place Walls consumed the knowledge harvested along the way Watching the others This stagnant state galls the hardened heart A pace towards an early grey Is there life before death? Planted firmly with an abundance of time and no sun If there is life before death, I live it through You

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025