Elegy

Let the cold clear water Cleanse my spirit Let the tumult smooth my bones To river stones From dust to dust Let the wind reclaim My body As the tempest ever chips Away From apogee to perigee Of the Earth we are born A curse To the earth we return To scar no more Into the conjured flame We dance Back to the life bearer Forgotten To the firmament Return to dust

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Ashes laid to dust Seventh seal opened A mind of wisdom The hour was known Final rites spoken Wake upon death The day of passing An alluring end The seer of grief has spoken Seeking hands flooded with void Grasping at fragile mist The ruins to hold and thrive Whisper of what remains Dwell amongst the silence Amongst the ashen dreams A wilderness of dry stones For the last year's words Are now shriveled voices Fate the new language Visions of past escape Wearied existence Shadows rise as greetings Scorched, savaged faces Breathe barren in fate Stone bunded eyes Gaze on rising wasteland For these roots that hold Feeble hands embrace Drowned in burnished haze Clutch and sink to a depart Savagely still, waiting Clothed in echoes gone Rose stained regrets Violet hours steadfast Days are passing Alluring ends Retreat from where such came Kneel to a dark sun Bow to a moon of blood Diadem, fallen knees

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

At twilight it wakes Wresting me towards the waves Derelict ruins of wars forgotten Synthetic light now fades Water and stone The flood has come Reaped and sown I envy the tendrils Yearning for the light My glass is empty I am an absence of thirst At twilight it wakes Wresting me toward the waves

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Stripped bare, mind crumbling away As flames fade, on to run, on to pain Ground down, pulse waning away As flames fade, on to run, all in vain Whispers echo, fresh shards to break These patterns fade, on to run, end of reign Lungs of soot, bund and bound Mist rising from tepid waters surrounds A veil of depths, hidden below A shape forming slow to grown A vision fades, hands reach out Devoid of form, cloud full of doubt All that you're giving, all that you see Drifting before you, ash in the stream Can't tell what's real, can't tell what's right Certanty gone, mind full of lies Haunted, haunted, fragmented light Broken and naked, teeth sinking bite Battered and bruised, futile excuse Bundly march on, call is too strong Shock to the core, delirious and maimed No choice is sane, collapsed under strain No choice is sane, what's left to claim Racked with fear and regret Running blind, can't forget Body shacking, soaked by sweat Fingers numb, cold and dead Broken whispers, fell voices Endless fog, self betrayal I'm chocking and crawling Cult of ego, ghosts calling

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

There is not another green world No respite, no relief A cage of our own design We are the lamb We are the seven seals Terrible and false Hewn of fallen rain Hewn of blood

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Anthropocene Waterless flood Anthropocene Blight split from above Anthropocene Exhaled fear Anthropocene In a handful of dust To beg the sky with tear filled fists Enraged eyes stab bund for bliss No voice is heard no bargain claimed Everything offered all souls displayed Dark shadows split the road ahead Constant falling under crippled legs Shadows melting at the edge of sight Visions call to an empty night To bed and plead on bloody knees To hope for something that cannot be To give it all to empty hands And cave to life's demands I will never see mourning by stars As deep ashes adorned hollow eyes The fallen sky came in one day The last hands clutched and sank As the dry bones sang final words To death rattles dreamt in fates Razed, razed These circles I've run A canyon my wake Razed, razed Burned carcass on bluff And still I wait Razed, razed Moons passing us by Still searching for signs Razed, razed Carved my dead flesh Offered my black blood Razed, razed But nothing, only silence But nothing, only silence Everything moves past me Agony in isolation The river keeps running I am of moss and stone Humming with despair The space between the rungs of fate Whose silent shores are want to wake Cast nervous calm on ground is shake While sleepless souls are made to wait Dark shadows split the road ahead Constant falling under crippled legs Shadows melting at the edge of sight Visions call to an empty night

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025