The Ghorusalem Codex, Vol. 1: Enthroned Upon a Spire

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3 Walk among you, Lands Change, But Evil Remains A Warriors Will, shall naught be lost, yearning for the next kill Frost Upon My Blade, My Shield Gore-Stained, No Skin Unflayed When The Shadow Rises, Under A Red Sky What does Pride amount, viewed through Crimson eyes? No Silver and No Gold, Only Battle and Blood-Stained Nights There is no reward among Legends A Quest such as this formed simple? One against an army of swine Walking Amongst The slain Never viewing daylight 11 days until end, what drives this guild of cursed men? Villages will burn, spirits always yearn, for a hero, but none shall find them A place forgotten in time, crossing the sacred line, a land where no light shines When The Shadow Rises, Under A Red Sky What does Pride amount, viewed through Crimson eyes? No Silver and No Gold, Only Battle and Blood-Stained Nights There is no reward among Legends 3 must approach a stone, where a god cries in fear Remains of former lords, forever shall lay here For an eternity we ride, to wage a final stand Destroy the unholy one, in the birthplace of Dethlehem When The Shadow Rises, Under A Red Sky What does Pride amount, viewed through Crimson eyes? No Silver and No Gold, Only Battle and Blood-Stained Nights There is no reward among Legends

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 15, 2025

As the daylight approaches what seems a blur Forms into horrid shapes, can all this really be happening? Must i wake the others, is this is my mind? They march towards us at a resounding pace GIVE THEM NOTHING AND TAKE EVERYTHING These eyes have not even seen, heroes that not fear to bleed Mystics that predict the, start and end of times could not foresee (unsheath the sword) Creatures that have no remorse, becoming a single force (and mount the horse) A diseased horde approaching thee, legions of all that cease to be (settle the score) DO NOT SHOW THEM FEAR IN YOUR EYES 500 years before us there was an elite army came upon a sacred treasured an eerie glow on human eyes greed hungry and instinct-striken every man's flesh had melted now they move, no quest, no soul their will became but primal satisfying the urge the kill until one ends their torment WE MUST REPEL THE ONSLAUGHT These eyes have not even seen, heroes that not fear to bleed Mystics that predict the, start and end of times could not foresee creatures that have no remorse, becoming a single force A diseased horde approaching thee, legions of all that cease to be

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 15, 2025

Through vast fields made of grain and sand We march upon this scorched land Hailing the armored upon his steed As our guide does take the lead Offering us what little meat and ale This place smells of blood that's always quite stale My Liege, he says to us, why forth troubled eyes? As I plunge my blade I cry, never trust a paladin's lies Souls of men are but feeble when carnal pleasures aren't concealed In these times who determines the meaning of the word friend when a warrior cannot trust the paladin Observing around as I wipe my sword clean A Gallery Of Rogues present themselves to me My brothers in death only act how they know As they split them completely apart from head down to toe With a final breath one asks, what of my kin? Leaning in, I whisper upon him, take up your bounty with the paladin

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 15, 2025

Covered in white, A Snow Witch's dream, The horses breathe at utmost difficulty A drip of red that's falling down, leaving it's mark on these frozen grounds We see it move, under hooded rags, the wretch it laughs, as lifeless bodies move and drag She feasts upon the dead MOTHERFUCKING BOWSTAFF A scream that brings us to our knees, coming from this hag We tried to approach, under quiet feet, but the smell of the dead made us then spit and gag Her eyes gone white, standing over her ominous cave IN THIS BLOOD FOREST It wastes no time toward our demise as it stares upon us helpless, yet it lets out a cry no longer a watchful eye, as an axe doth slice it The figure does shriek, but all too weak, as we yell and rise to our feet BURN THIS BITCH Quick on your feet, past burning meat, not let emotion slow our stride From this now dead wood, raise your hoods, for the deadly branches we must brush aside They shall see this from the mountaintops, it emits a bright orange glare Let all that know of this place, let the flames burn This forest is now a tomb YEAH

Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 15, 2025

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Falling through to what must seem an abyss Arising to his feet he saw a grand display Halls made of marble white, home to a royal family Yet it's underground, there is not a sound There is no king, no queen, no one among these walls, they lost their fucking minds Bovice do you remember me I know what happened of your family Have you not recognized this place? Take a look around your true birthplace you have found Underneath this burial ground, which you are now bound And through these halls, he walked among them And the distain of bloodstain, reminded him of painful memories Behold this hall of mirrors, for they hold your true form Hold steadfast from them And look upon your own lore The truth you must discover Has already formed Cannot escape your past now Echoes shall forever ring inside Walk among them and reach the unstoppable insanity level 10 Look upon your images and finding your true self These halls once shined of the youngest born, trained to fight for the good of mankind Like the ones before him he must uphold the land by his bind Yet at the gates figures approached and ordered the bloodline to be slain And with his father's last breath, he said, I have foreseen this in a dream You my son, must put a stop to this, unspeakable regime He knows his truth, he knows his purpose The tyrants fall to a family's curse Crawling to the surface, he shall avenge his name crying out into the night sky, wise one your head I shall claim Reach into the sky, wise one your head I shall claim

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 15, 2025

Skies Rain And Speak Of magic long lost in the pages of time Cadre Of Sorcery handed down from supreme beings And the wise stand underground in the caverns of cauldrons Run among the old breed, for tonight in the fields of men we run among them Yet take heed, for now we are part of the war of wizards Secret Society trained under watchful eyes of the sages In the theater of gods, we are but dealt as chess pieces Stand before the wizard council and place your stamp on the rites of war Run among the old breed, for tonight in the fields of men we run among them Yet take heed, for now we are part of the war of wizards Wands raised and laid slain upon this land cracked open An entity in the sky watches over us To be written forever in the annals of spellcraft A god amongst men through the pages The Council awaits the results of the glorious Between man and magic only one can remain

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Nov 15, 2025

Go to sleep now little one For the tale of Yagolith Has now only just begun The demons have arrived To reave your your soul and You must close your eyes For now they come at night And will end your life Lay down your head down now child and close your small eyes For the warriors of Dethlehem have arrived (la la la hmhmmhmhmmhmmhmhmhmh) Rest your eyes child For the battle begins

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 15, 2025

Hold your breath and we approach the gate Place the corpse upon the stone To show the true path through the void Heads on spikes Await Our Demise Yet they not know, that we are the ruiners of dethlehem In the town square, armies of the dead. are waiting there Yet they not know, Ruiners Of Dethlehem they must fear Bovice did reach down and fetch his blade, the broadsword now glowed in furious haste He removed their limbs, in a gory blast, his bodyguards were no match the 3 lay now before our feet, now we face our true enemy face our enemy The king does laugh Descending from his throne and the crown doth glow Standing upon his mound he approaches now And he did turn into the dragon form, he grew to glorious heights, crushing the land from he born Bovice faced him, his own eyes glowing out the demon inside He did rise up from this underground, follow the blade into the town Destroy Him Now Destroyer of the land, we've come to claim your head Plunge the blade into his watchful eye, and claim the glowing skull which holds its only power now Claim The Skull Skies return to their former wonder, dawn is all but rising now Collect the skull, not as a trophy, but remember those that now lay dead The journey home will all but be short, yet we now know that time not matters For as one has fallen now before us, another shall rise to face our steel This Journey Has Come To An End

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 15, 2025

Dusk approaches Of Finding ourselves out of breath and patience Questions Arise again that we have but one purpose to ride till the end? The sun sets upon the shield once again a light that reflect upon every man bodies that look familiar where we stand An Echo Remains Of Footprints that crossed this land Shadows that crawl across the dirt and rock, the creeping eyes that peer upon us Decades on from now, shall we be remembered? The sun sets upon the shield once again a light that reflect upon every man bodies that look familiar where we stand An Echo Remains Of Footprints that crossed this land

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 15, 2025