The Burning Dawn

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From the depths we arise, bringing Hell to untampered bliss. Igniting the fires, giving birth to the hungry abyss. Their torment, our glory, a horror for all to see. Marching with vengeance, like a hammer to the bastion of peace. The nightly howls and distant choirs, Call us to the Devil’s pyre. When the last crow falls at the end of time, no grief will guide my heart. By the burning splendor of his cleansing fire, I greet the death at dawn. Blessed by the night, the dark’s eternal curse. For we are the hunters, wolves with insatiable thirst. The laws of the fallen upheld with the utmost resolve, are those that command me to stab at the heart of the world. The raging winds and piercing horns, Lead us to where sin was born. When the last pulse fades at the end of time, what joy will grace thy heart. By the burning splendor of his cleansing fire, I greet the death at dawn. Open now, O wounds divine. The scars that no light can heal. Rites of torment, mortal demise. At the altar of death I shall kneel.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

The flame of unhallowed, of horrors untamed. The death of all order, the spirit unchained. I trudge the path to where you burn. Ever searching for the glow, which emanates from sacred ground. I heed the... Calls from below. A voice in the night. The yearning for freedom, the blessing of pain. Where common men falter, is where I shall reign. I march towards the raging fires. Entranced by the horrid glow, that blinded all who turned away. Only the chosen remain. I heed the... Calls from below. A voice in the night. The sound from an open tomb, That lures me from the light. Down there I saw... Down there I beheld... What dreams may die by the nightmare’s hand. In the deep, dark sleep unknown to man. Down there, they call to me. Down there, I cease to be.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Now move... sworn predator of all. It’s He who stalks in the black lands of night. Eclipse the sun, for no light shall gleam on the darkest tomb in the deepest dream. It hears, It sees, It feels, It breathes. Rise! Fallen one of old. The slumbering herd awaits your horrors to unfold. From your kingdom in the dark, to the fleeting world of light. Bring forth death divine. I hear the howling of the southern winds, The whispers of the tempter’s call. For therein lies the beauty of thy infernal quest. Behold the unity of blood, fire, and death.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

To the other side... Where no laws of man Penetrate the iron wall of chaos divine. It flows within, For I am naught without - The iron will of cruelest God that commands me. Far beyond this realm I find myself, A dying ghost of what used to be. The shell of life was raped by night, Into the storm where death waits for me. In its dire force And defiant, violent winds I revel in the ecstasy of darkness unbound. To walk the path That the cloven hooves once graced. Is to delve into the chasm of no return. All will cease in the fatal storm’s eye. I am one with the end. Fall into the dark nocturnal sleep Deep within the waters I am found. Far beyond this realm I find myself, A dying ghost of what used to be. The shell of life was raped by night, Into the storm where death now waits for me.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Silence upon the dismal ground, where death’s bells once rang aloud. Creation’s ghost now clings tight to the hand of doom, forever riding the winds of the violent rapture. Rabid hunger consumes all. To nothingness we return. Beware the fall, embrace the death. Behold the swarm of flies. An opposition hidden deep in the cracks of time. The backward current of the fallen one. The unbridled vengeance of the tyrant of the black skies. Bring now the glory of the darkest hour! Through the sacred depths of worlds untouched by man. Through realms of ancient wisdom so holy. Awaits the deathly fire that lights His path ablaze. And on the trail a pale horse will follow. Rabid hunger consumes all. To nothingness we return. An endless night of eternal sleep, Where heavens fade and Devils reap.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

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Can you hear the roaring thunder that cracks the heaven's skies? To unleash the blazing fury of the ancient looming fires. To sear the throat that sings of tranquility and bliss. No choir will sing tonight. But behold the cries of strangled hope. For no love can match the beauty of despair. No light shines here. Can you hear the graceful slither of the old and cunning snake? Which bends the spine of sanity, even the purest can it break. May your desires fill the hearts of the holiest of men. The fire that burns the flesh, the sound of earthly cries. The void beneath the void, the faith of wrath divine. Come! Come reap! O fervent one of holy demise. Behold the poisoned ground for death's delight. No choir will sing tonight. But behold the cries of strangled hope. For no love can match the beauty of despair. No life thrives here.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

I am the cancer that quells the withering hearts of man, And I am the urge in the veins of the pure. For in that darkest corner within the darkest dream, awaits the burning dawn of glory. In the shadow lands where the old ghosts dance, the night begins to sing. And the heavens fade with the remnants of a dying sun. I am the dark you fear, I am the fear of the dark. The heart ceases to beat at the center of a hollow world. I am the dagger that stabs. We are murderers of light. Come children heed the tune, the Devil's luring croon. Now take me where the horrors thrive. O secrets of the deep, what lurid tales they speak – In astral realms where illusions die. I am the burning sky, which sears the final tomb. And I am the grip of death that spawned from Lilith’s womb. And I am the wind that blows your monuments of sand. Dark is the world I reign!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025