They Became the Falling Ash
Broken limbs bound to funeral pyres, torches lit, skyward Ceremonious light for the damned, the lord is now upon you In chains they dread the coming day, cast away from home Condemned with sins too great to atone, look now upon the light Blood-red hatred and fear light the night Broken limbs bound to funeral pyres, torches lit, skyward Ceremonious light for the damned, the lord is now upon you United in fear they cast them to the dark, the unknown beyond ourselves You are a warning to those who dare to transgress against their will As fear feeds greed they contemplate the worth of life A price paid in blood and fire to those with eyes to see them burn Boundless scornful hatred are the fires that blaze a storm of smoke Breathe me in and sing of justice as the innocents unfurl I can't escape the wrath of deities, I beheld his flames to watch my world burn Detestable, scorned, unbowed Unworthy of your perishing world I cannot live for want of dying I cannot see for embers block my view "My god is in your head His fire is in your blood This world is in his hands You are beyond repent" Look now upon your final season, the grey canvas of snow and frost Look now upon the light, your vessel into the dark Dare I seek guidance as I pass through Dare I seek reprieve, dare I live And the stars will fall, burned grey, floating down Distant lights begin to fade from view The incense of flesh is the scent of the church
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Kingdom never comes, your will is never done May sulphur blacken your wicked lungs, breath deeply I'll drown your earth in brimstone Spread wide the engulfing abyss wreathed in embers Desperation means little if I've nothing to bereave I fearlessly stand in the wrath of majesty Come the flood of fire, break the skin asunder Break me free of earthly chains, cast no judgement of virtue Without guilt or remorse, bring me purity, bring me resolve Come the flood of fire, break the skin asunder Dim the light of day, come the flood of fire Burn the sins away, bring the end of all Strip me bare of all I love and bring me pain Know what life means when all is lost The wind sings a solemn dirge for me alone Unsung in tongues, forgotten through the ages There's no salvation to be found in death's embrace, when the embers die I fade for nothing, burn for no one, burn for no one Bring the wind that carries me with the snow, onto hallowed ground Behold the stones that cradle the ashes cold, ashes cold, dead trees thy altar...
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026
Oh lord, my botched and broken being knows no sanctity, I hasten my fall with every further descent My agony means nothing to you, yet I squander and crawl in your world, desperately clutching to light that isn't there Lost to this world is the vast primordial spirit, its icons shattered with time and replaced with the shadow of crosses and spires You laugh at my rejection of faith, you've no time to pity the damned, the destitute feel no longer your grace, unceremonious passing for those who cannot be grievеd A lifeless husk that seeps through the cracks likе the tears of the fallen May I re-join the damned who left this world as smolders at your stakes These bones are ashes enravled in flesh unfurled in the cleansing A shroud of silent grief cloaks the pyres, the screams of those beloved stoke the fires I'm not of this world, I'm the grey that surrounds thee I am the silence, an unrelenting stillness, free All is lost but these ashes remain, gracing the ground with their memory All is one but this world is a carcass, dressed with the dead and their woes The ash coats the world in its silence Beneath the ice lies its soul Its hatred never dies nor forgives them Misfortuned are those who are condemned They live again but as ghosts in the mist, watching the world as it burns Condemned to die and cast to the skies to then watch their homes wreathed in flame Blinded by splendor, seared by heat Wait no longer, march now in to the light They became the falling ash and snow Return to dust and embers in the soil Untold names in the snow Lifeless, bitter autumn leaves Sorrows echo on for many an age A silent hymn for the dead none can hear March now into the light...
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 29, 2026