Hammer of Triumph
Black gouts of blood stain the earth with gore As we feed the stars thy glory Discarded ancestral stems and sacred emblems Crown the horizon; they restore us to our empire! Flanked according to times eternal juncture Where the laws of Saturn may rest unscathed Despair lay in baleful lightning fires, concluded! Myth and Stigma! The coming war shall breed joy, Myth and Stigma The ecstasy of conflagration. Myth and Stigma Let our breath suffice to placate Myth and Stigma Lest the scant moisture of our blood Feed not the longing mountainous clod, And make a waste of desolate soils Coward souls, who has provoked the sword? For the intermingling of the generative fissures, pool violently in the hands of our sovereign and produce a peripheral eyrie, the last of the ancient gates The boundless ocean confines the dowers expanse. Unseal the sacred fountains, quelled with death, And if thou hast manhood, wield with amain Uplifted sword, and intransigent armor. Myth and Stigma! The coming war shall breed joy, Myth and Stigma The ecstasy of conflagration. Myth and Stigma Let our breath suffice to placate Myth and Stigma Lest the scant moisture of our blood Unshaken stand our children’s destinies As we portend a quiet resting place Upon the fields of Neptune Where the gales will cease to teem with furious intent Behold! In the likeness of the Sun There arose, archers of the ancient guild Countless sided rays, producing emanations
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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