Desert of Shattered Hopes
"You alone, alone can god become for fear of loss since no one won, inseperable at last suffering is the sense of humanity, relieve yourself destructive globe here is where good and evil slowly come to weep as if the angels almost died." Two children desecrate me wasting others to our sides, crawling swound's let us speak destined not to wrong us Two children desecrate me wasting others to our sides, crawling swound's let us speak destined not to wrong us Cess of both majesties, the sun sets in hell On the other side of hades, the light is seen burning through Desert almost free you smile, flowing relics wish them gone Shattered hills leave traces wounds of echo forgone is all Hopes of doom's great image remembrancer of what's to come As the crumbling is heard throughout the hills the light straight kills the wrong and as the heavens are bent in full disgust the fire straight kills the right Two children desecrate me wasting others to our sides, crawling swound's let us speak destined not to wrong us Two children desecrate me wasting others to our sides, crawling swound's let us speak destined not to wrong us Cess of both majesties, the sun sets in hell On the other side of hades, the light is seen burning through
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 21, 2026
The unclean and corrupt Liars untold millions Blended in dirt, common earth Religion fake religion The sacreligious are infectious Belief in those who have gone Dragons unite at dawn As he is lain a child is maimed and a mother grieves on an unmarked tomb recollecting gloomy moments sorrows without the taste of tears that invoke forboding manes to talk of their reposing years The unclean and corrupt Liars untold millions Blended in dirt, common earth Religion fake religion The sacreligious are infectious Belief in those who have gone Dragons unite at dawn Diseased ridden peasants aside diseased ridden villages bound to their fields as the harvest drifts away, cold air climbs over flesh that once stood and walked to thee reviving old places of thought and sudden immortality
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 21, 2026
The deep along the treacher's arm but the wind blew not their way Perilous sought to wind the war abstracting life as wrong Unbelief towards the other side mind and fear divide Drawn amiss imagination lines of age describe Harrowers of the only hope a place beyond the wake Slaughtered in their very sleep they dream and die alive Last home of the unhomed Defeated it seems A shriek of a scream of a thousand shrieks Horror in their left eyes the wounds upon the search Unbelief towards the other side mind and fear divide Drawn amiss imagination lines of age describe Blindly running feeling dead how must they endure Dreamless, strangled, straitly alone giants answering in misery Creeping up to the downfall, acid fills the plains Choosing headless people to guide these three arm men
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 21, 2026
A gripping silence stands alone with the ever changing wind Decieving eye that sees all truth flies within the sky Destroying many unborn sons that have forgotten to survive and living men wander blind on a path that has no end Good land of the living dead that soars across this place Decaying damned unaware as torture suddenly reappears Destroying many unborn sons that have forgotten to survive and living men wander blind on a path that has no end Leave it as it seems to the bloodbath of the seasons Gravely warning bleeding days that spread upon creation Above nears a promise meant to keep forever The burden of its rested clan bring forth his dire pain Mourning comes to seize the day evolving in grief All the shadows fled away sinking through beneath Mortifier open denier of the word of the lords Stranger only deranger deliverance mourns in flames Leave it as it seems to the bloodbath of the seasons Gravely warning bleeding days that spread upon creation Above nears a promise meant to keep forever The burden of its rested clan bring forth his dire pain A gripping silence stands alone with the ever changing wind Decieving eye that sees all truth flies within the sky Destroying many unborn sons that have forgotten to survive and living men wander blind on a path that has no end Mourning comes to seize the day evolving in grief All the shadows fled away sinking through beneath Mortifier open denier of the word of the lords Stranger only deranger deliverance mourns in flames
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 21, 2026
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Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 21, 2026
Becometh of the unspeakable horrors unprepared never knowing wondering and thinking of the anger Miseries that summon one's own spirit to call upon the sands, abruptly stopping time determined to move on Celestial or demonical walking hand in hand laughing at the faces condemned to feel the loss Faith in not to die still there is no pity from all those who choose committing the art of taking lives Let me leave in peace help me rid the shame deliver I to paradise and scorch away my pain Sitting of my statues that know of no mortality forever frozen pictures paint the sickness of reality Distraught as in confusing tripping as we walk and the whistles in our ears warn us of our steps and where they want to lead Starving moments releave the burdens and the problems but all that stays behind falling on other shoulders They say that it is all written somewhere is a lie change is inevitable damn that hand that wrote it We all see the flowers as they glide onto cold ground landing there lifeless taking up pure space, there are no promises nothing seems to be certain I send him to your keeping somewhere beyond our world Let me leave in peace help me rid the shame deliver I to paradise and scorch away my pain Sitting of my statues that know of no mortality forever frozen pictures paint the sickness of reality Why the innocent punished? Why the sacrifice? Sick are the shadows of reality Sick are the shadows of reality Released from all darkness for reasons not known but from end always comes new beginnings Sick are the shadows of reality Sick are the shadows of reality Sick are the shadows of reality Sick are the shadows of reality
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 21, 2026
Fall within grace fall within man brings violent ends or violent beginnings, malidictious errors all thrown to seek of a cure worse than disease Farewell the weak still fall fearin certain times of war Perished amounts rest on a lake of human faults and treasures Paradise monuments catastrophe imaginings together feed Corpse of all that's decided trepidation fills their voided minds Plagues among fiery plagues nearing is declined, winds of people that have said once it's closed it will always hold Disgraced through death in a crowded place that isn't seen or heard among the roaming eyes help is not of found as we all lay to seep into bloodsoaken ground Lurking fallen descendants thereafter come in peace Lurking fallen descendants thereafter come in peace Lurking fallen descendants thereafter come in peace Lurking fallen descendants thereafter come in peace Farewell the weak still fall fearin certain times of war Perished amounts rest on a lake of human faults and treasures Paradise monuments catastrophe imaginings together feed Corpse of all that's decided trepidation fills their voided minds
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 21, 2026
Chambers and rooms with embedded dust, disappearing and healing in open graves enliven with miseries of once held beliefs deformed rivers participate Temptation yearns in bellowed moans as the clock it turns backwards brought up from a narrow rest to shower the race with agony Tomorrow Walk the rains that are mocked Resentment brings the end Tomorrow Chambers and rooms with embedded dust, disappearing and healing in open graves enliven with miseries of once held beliefs deformed rivers participate Temptation yearns in bellowed moans as the clock it turns backwards brought up from a narrow rest to shower the race with agony Tomorrow Walk the rains that are mocked Resentment brings the end Tomorrow Awaken chanting corpses, evading what was left to judge Dreary thinking knightmares, devouring inside a million days Forlorn tired figures, knowledge leaves and empty space Underlying immense beast, that soon decides to crawl Beheaded destitute children, swimming in bedarken waters Sleeper of sensation, slowly taking pace to alleviate some sickness Sleeper of sensation, crossed too far, too far to come and see
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 21, 2026
Perdition laughs as autumn leaves descend empty is the heart of their past Venture the hanging image wondering what they wish to tell that persecution has no name Last hold to their souls weak was the will of this worm Sinner of all that is sin, but before the storms die down answer to all that is guilt Punisher abandons rejects what is given so terror finally recedes Overturn with one's own hand, to wear the king's thorned crown Ending journey unearths the appalling loss of life Death of the sky, but at morn it's reborn dangling in misery Nothing is forgiven, eternally blessed companions all rot Contemplate sympathy choice of self-ruin hand in deliberately Death knell, passing bell, tolling dirge woods for the suicides Church of black forest walls devoured by desperate cries Follow thy hollow path, and of all the sights to watch, wash away all sight yet to be unleashed and the breeze brings home the tides of those who were buried inverted Woods for the suicides Together they belong in a prison for the wrong so the ripples take their precious time to cleanse them of morbidity
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 21, 2026