Independence to the Beast
Like predator to prey we hear the clarion call Seekers of the untamed deed Rituals and rites to appease the furious mind Animate the bloodless life Brothers in spirit, in mind, in arms Our curse is our blessing Privation over the flood of fakes We are the Ancient Ones Singular primal instinct This is the turn of the wheel For these are the ties that bind Stronger than a siths forged steel Ripping Flesh from bone Frenzied euphoria grips the conscience Nothing exists in this moment of lunacy Devouring the tame, the meed, the gutless Brothers in spirit, in mind, in arms We are the Ancient Ones
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Father, what's bestowed on me? Father, are you just like me? Father, am I strong enough? Yes son, stronger than me. Father, the Norns they did speak Father, what's this fate they weave? Father, am I strong enough? Yes son, stronger than he. Why can't I rest? Eir make sense of this. My fate hinges on this beating in my chest. Father, will she come back? Father, where did she go? father, will she come back? Oh son, I don't know. Why can't I rest? Eir make sense of this. My fate hinges on this beating in my chest.
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Open to the world and its mysteries Cannot see yourself in the dreams of others In pursuit of something greater than what's come before Their vision as shallow as the ocean is deep It comes to you like the Serpent came to Eve "your eyes will be opened and you will be like god" To expand the horizon, you'll step through any forbidden door Embrace me, the parasite, and adjust your chemistry Weakness of will resigns independence to the beast. Like Legion, the masks you wear will be many Great strength within, twice the desire Vacuum of self-doubt; inward deceit Unrealized potential The din suffocates This must end! Open to the world and its mysteries can now see yourself; Detached from parasite In pursuit of something greater than what you've become Its vision as shallow as the ocean is deep
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Looking out over the tree lined ridge Croaks ring out from swamps afar Seasons change, as do the winds Ash and birch reach for the stars To cast the runes To cast the runes Awake this night he feels the pull of the moon
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Inherent unease Broken lines of loyalty Shadows cloud the mind A light full of lies Blinding the vision Preservation is solitude Believe in what's seen Reject their disease Knowledge is redemption This outcome is mine I alone will decide Discarding all connection Contemplating the past Mistakes not repeated Aligned to myself Extreme might of resolve Crushing false visions No compromise at any cost What is gained Gaze inside Know yourself And those you left behind Discarded casts Mutilation Support wan't real Veiled deception
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026
Monstrosities of stone and steel Abhorrent temples of greed and policy Machines sweat poison, skies turn black A progressive specter of death Reflecting its end, humanitas All that is created, at once, can be lost Headlong into scorched earth realms Our mother will reclaim that which she birthed Unyielding force, tears fall, acidic Waves of destruction as foundations tremble Cleansing fire, fueled by winds of ash Spurn the advancement of man "The irrationality of a thing is no argument against existence, rather a condition of it" - FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 21, 2026