Triptych
They smear their words, their blood, their waste Across all they can devour They carve their symbols into their bones Their sky is littered with their flimsy thoughts "What great heights, what endless reach We boldly step into the void! Let us cast ourselves and stake our claim What once was nothing, what had no name Bears now our seal" Specks of boastful ash, born from destruction Beyond your reckoning You gaze into the abyss And extend your feeble reach Past worlds beyond your empty eyes What you call nothing cares not for your claims You do not know what you do not know You only see what has been revealed To your fragile eyes and frail machines You cannot imagine what thrives beyond The depths of your insignificance Your seething mass is a parasite Upon a world you do not understand Your tiny world is a mote of dust Swirling through chaos you cannot comprehend
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
[The carriage looms above Bloated with sickly shadows The whip cracks ahead, unceasing in its drive This wheel is alive, a world of moaning wood A howling mass of limbs and cries] Lightning screams across a void of sky In its violent light Our flesh and chains seem as one The rain cuts deep to our bones Thunder erupts and Swallows our desperate screams Those whose mouths have not been filled By mud, by rock, by filthy rain Cry, "No room! No room for us! You howl for peace in vain! Those who loom above us all Must not be questioned in their ways We must ride upon the wheel Cast down your upward gaze! Even so, we rise toward The carriage, now our time is here! Silence, all who beg for change The door to peace draws near!" And this begins the downward turn So easily forgotten Remembered now With thrashing cries and foaming blood "There must be room!" [Spills hot and red] "There must be room!" [So much a whisper] Buried in an echo, a loop, a wheel Lightning screams of flesh and chain In its ghastly light, the truth is shown There are no chains We grip the wheel with our own broken hands Cemented with our icy blood Those who cry that we are free That we must climb and find relief They are swallowed by the storm Of thunderous disbelief Buried in an echo, lost in a loop Buried in an echo, broken on the wheel
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
[The carriage looms above Bloated with sickly shadows The whip cracks A cold and ruthless sound, unceasing in its drive This wheel behind is alive, a world of moaning wood] It is the way It is the only way The crack rips the night apart The envy of thunder Far away, tiny hands dig Through frozen blood and wood Unknowable beasts, cloaked in rain and gloom Heave the chariot onward What might their power bring But for the infernal whip! Behold its terrible form A perfect tool, a perfect weapon Those wretched souls upon the wheel Through gnashing teeth and torment Vomit forth their wailing praise "It is the way It is the only way Ten thousand lashes for our sins" Whose hand is there to hold this whip? What monstrous form can wield such power? In pale flashes of violent light Through dancing dark of handmade horror A cruel trick, a cruel truth Beyond and below, more shadows move These take form in the screaming light With hands to cling and mouths to wail Upon the wheel, beneath the wheel They die like ants upon the path
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
[The carriage looms above Adorned in decadent silence Bloated with sickly shadows The whip cracks ahead, unceasing in its drive This wheel is alive, a world of moaning wood] A steady sway, a gentle thrum A low and soothing light Ever they progress The way holds peril, but not for them There must be room! They must move forward Sickly wheezes and labored groans Are masked in delicate stillness Those musty sounds dance about In vast oceans of shadow The storm and whip, through massive walls Form a gentle song for those inside The song will never change They lift their voices as choir in praise Only for the sound to die To wither and die in unimaginable space "There is no room." [A voice sweetly sings] "There is no room." [One thousand reply] "In our grace, we have given the wheel" "Hallowed be our name" Another song to die in the dim light Swallowed by the chasm of luxury A gaping maw of the finest things Rows and rows of glistening, wet teeth Any eyes that choose to see Will witness the end before its time The teeth will break against themselves The flesh will seep from rotten bones The final song will die But the wheel will turn for another age The whip will crack, the only way Ever they progress
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
Mercy, I know thy name No trust, but a faithful honor Though justice is blind, you see all Neath a wandering eye, fixed gaze Restless and errant, set ablaze Bold, behold the creator Cold and relentless Set adrift beyond Fear, fearing transgressions Time, time has no power Consecrate oblivion I'm truly alone Isolated yet captivated I am all and none I've become expansive darkness Being without What's on their side? To live in fear or dine in vain? Witness the fall of man Consuming us from within Infecting the roots and spreading disease Preserving the rot as death blooms The eye is upon you, sole survivor Untethered, unbound within a timeless void Falling through untold worlds With an unknown purpose An unknown knowledge with untold pain
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Cold, drenched sweats, where am I? Awaken from the earthen grave Wrapped in fear, tormenting The fire grows hotter each day I will not be chosen I control my destiny Speak holy, righteous truth Becoming frail Release the fallen brethren Beyond the pale Disregard your past traditions Hypnotize the bruised and broken Paradise, within my reach Anointed by the divine Strangled by this vine of lies A canopy of deceit I've seen the end, we will burn Arrested in my conquest An audience to the rapture My destiny fulfilled I am further from freedom A prisoner of the elements The rot begins to take me My final moments Witnessing the fall of my kin Stripped of skin, set ablaze Betrayed words vanish in flames There was never a way out We were born to die
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Sleep eludes me once again A weakening of conscious self I long for the night's journey A disruptive qualia to what end? Open eye visuals of shifting Dreamscapes A dismal world,t he upside down Where have I gone? Cursed walls stained in time Where hope and virtue starve A shapeless figure-familiar, Approaches Shrieking from the void, "This is not for you." We've met before, but where? This vengeful, heartless abomination Born in the mind of deceit The hurt is real, Somnus is thy name Repent and believe the lie Hope no longer sustains your world, your life, your truth Succumb to the unknown Speak truth to power Swallow the fear He deals in lies, treachery Doublespeak from a venomous tongue I rush to fill the silence between us His word will be my end I seek absolution Rebirth among the fallen Betwixt two worlds Not to live but die Not for you Nullify and obfuscate Purify and obliterate We collide in an endless upheaval Self-derogation and hopeless torment Awaken bruised and broken Whip crack and creak of wheel Prostrate to lead the blind and broken Within the abysmal event horizon "Freedom of death, freedom denied Damn the gods, damn them all Freedom denied"
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025