…Majestic Thou in Ruin

Stillness upholds the night Behoove the eventide Make wholesome the last As dreary as it was somber Mist falls, settles Thou art honoured Unheard madrigal score Destined through malady A lifetime hence The last twilight ordain See the splendour from loss Majestic thou in ruin Rebirth of successive Bodies banished to pleasure Unending idiom of latency Capture the fog lift it The exalted doth appear

All scourges passed The world shrinks Saddened by eloquence pure Taketh thy verse We shall suffer acutely O' great lake of tears A solemn mass sung From olden catacombs Pale men lie wreathed ...In gloom Frolicking wings of monarch, Doth crumble and morning dew shall Too oft I weep For our discord begotten As every last eye will close. A shoreline haven succumbed, to mirage inevitable Embrace within our weakend arms Shan't we view our fallen oaks Timid fawns Shed sullen tears I, a worn man Forced to submit Stumble Manifest grief Therefore i withdraw my pen in nocturnal repose

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

I, the ancient scholar Hath seen it all So grey Envision the ambient scene Unearthly cold beckons In tender reproach The frozen tide recedes My sleeping daughter Her asundered limbs decay Drown in thy bitter woe The last bitter symphonies Like fallen snow A symbol of thine eyes; sullen... Ravaged dark embrace Encompassing harrow Angry skies Bring lasting rains Obscuring clouds My voice Relegated to the deadend oaks Thy servants, squabble, meek at last Her taker steps forth Through mental subversion His visible cortex now adorn alas... The melancholy subsides

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

As the brook gently utters Thine heart yearns for light deep Within the season of incipient decline As dawn erupts, I long to wake Unforgettable echoes of the lyre sift No solace found, but within my own; tranquil streams litter the valleys I procede through the forests Everflowing willows speak endlessly with dated words, words of melancholy. And so ahead, a precipice of majestic stance We weep as one creating the fall atop. As evening falls i remember my aura. And far across the way the souls of lost embraced as one They prayed for me At once night left, for the sun hath looked down on me And it was so... ...And it was so...

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025