Chapters From a Vale Forlorn

When profit shows his face our sense of clarity is washed away. Spinning round the axle of greed, don't let the economy stagnate for it's our creed. I turn my head away in shame as you crave for more, selling out what is not yours to sell. We're the pimps of it all. Living in the decadence of our dignity. When silver waves his hand, we kneel so eagerly. Living in the decadence of our dignity. Where man will take command we'll sail astray in greed. Come into my booth and trade. What about the exclusive bargain for the day? I can satisfy all your needs. Sell your future and you will profit today, do your deeds.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025

Listen to me children and I will fill your ears with all the sweet things you love to hear. If you are scared of death, here's eternal life. If you're down and all alone, I'll show you a paradise, for you to rejoice. I'm your wishing well, I'm your only choice. Enter the glade that I create, I'll lead you through all sorrows. Follow the path towards your fate and I will be your guide. Bring me all your treasures, I'll grant you my love. Buy yourself a dream or a chance to redeem. If you look hard you'll see me in the sky, reaching out with loving hands showing you the light, that now is for sale. Don't you hesitate, but buy yourself a Grail. Kneel in front of the man who was sent by god, show your great respect for the chosen one. Here you have the ticket to immortality, just how much will you pay for ecstasy?

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

For the moon and the sun and for the winds I've sung, hear how the lovely tones dance upon my tongue. I've gazed upon the Orion for oh so many nights, astounded by the beauty of the dark and sparkling sky. I'm a lonely minstrel, a traveller on a road to nowhere I sing a song to lighten the day so come along as I walk away. The lute's the only the friend I've got by my side, who's shared by moments as I laughed and cried. I comfort my heart with a jar of wine, in the memory of love that once was mine.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

The four hooves echo in the night. Pictures of deepest fear reflect in your eyes, like a fire in your soul. Burst through the forest of the wild. The full moon beholds from its starlit sky, this journey without goal. The hunt twists and turns, winding through the dark. The flame of intensity burns higher and higher and higher. The hooves are pounding in the dark, splitting the silence of the night. Do you smell the cruel desire? Your paws are pounding with your heart, pounding for life and liberty as the steam is rising higher. Inside the forest oh so deep, the creatures of the night watch intensively this hunt that flashes them by. Will you escape or will you bleed? The hunter's at your tail, he calls for victory with hunger in his eyes. As the welkin embraces his stars to a shimmering nightly play, the arch-enemy of man is once more prey.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

We sold our homesteads and started on our way just like the birds will fly when autumn is here to stay. One day they will return, come spring again that's when. But we will never see our native country again. At first we travelled through the English countryside on tracks and on wagons as quickly as birds would fly. It was a lovely sight to see the land at last but all the glorious sights kept flashing by too fast. And later when we came to Liverpuddlian bay the tears of regret finally started to have their say. The hearts then started burning in each and everyone we only talked of Sweden that used to be our home. We all were packed together in one unhealthy cave it was as if we'd stepped into an open grave. The food that we had brought from blessed Swedish land was suddenly forbidden and taken from our hand. And when we had been sailing for just a week or two a horrid kind of darkness was clouding our view. We couldn't see each other and hardly breathe or walk it was a gruesome anguish for all people aboard. The air was filled with hunger and drenched in wretched cries, the howling and the noises would pierce right through the skies and death became the ruler that forces us to our knees. The dead were buried in the horrid fathom of the seas.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

The Clarion Call All our visions of sweet tomorrow is cracking and fading away. Hopes of glory are drowned in sorrow this dissension expels us to yesterday. Lead your troops into your lust of pride they'll fight so brave at heart. Or cast the yoke of envy aside and keep the land from falling apart. Do you hear the clarion call, it's calling out to one and all. Who will live and who will fall, who will walk the golden hall. Do you hear the clarion call, it's calling out to one and all. Who is right and who is wrong, whose side is god really on. What are the alliances and treaties for as pretenders yet look to the sky. All the trumpets will sound once more and victory will be given another try. Do you hear the clarion call, it's calling out to one and all. Our blood must be spilled so the nobles' visions can be fulfilled. The night harvests our land while the dissidents reach for their dreams. The nations' split by false hands while their prize slowly vaporize into a steam that escape their eyes. A fool is he who cannot foresee, hell is what this, our land will be. Yes hell what is this, our land will be. Do you hear the clarion call, it's calling out to one and all. Which side will finally prevail, while the other side will fail. How many pretenders can we endure? The land is bleeding, so not many more. Who may better the royal sceptre sway? Questions, questions, you'll see at the end of the day.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

I sit here by your side and weep you goodbye, I'm singing songs of sorrow for you true gentle rose of mine. Upon my arm I've tied a ribbon in black although I know too well that this will not ever bring you back. I feel so astray inside as I know you're far away. Let my love shine and be your guide on your way towards the portals of light. A lonely candle burns for you my only love, meanwhile you roam the clouds among heaven's angels high above. What is there left to live for as you've gone away? Hope's lost forevermore, I'll mourn you 'till the end of days. Hear, my love, hear my cry of deepest grief as I weep for you eternally. Praying for your soul and for light and for relief as I shed your tears of misery.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

Look in consternation as storms tear up the sea, raging down upon us with greatest might. Gathering the power from above the clouds, blackening the sun away from sight. Gaze in frustration as ground becomes a void, forcing you towards the jaws of sand. Your power is now shaken to its foundation, across every acre of your land. Fall to the ground after climbing so high, fall to your knees and yield for the sky. As the primordial powers unveil, from beyond time, nature prevails. You can only stand in veneration. Stare in astonishment as earth spits out its core, covering your land in a burning wave. Run for cover if you can and save what can be saved, or the wave will become your grave. Behold in amazement, inferiously you stand. The air becomes a fire right before your eyes. The sparkling flame of envy is setting you alight, as mother nature cracks the sky.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

Busted To The Floor There are too many stones and life is just made of glass. Mark the words of the fool he will tell you the truth, oh so cruel. You say and I will believe although I stumble and fall. Deceived by my own eyes. Trust is a gamble with pain, roll the dice! Give my your confidence and I'll lock the door. Offer me the same and I'll be busted to the floor. Take a walk upon the ice or ride the light of day. Dance with flames of fire, you will burn with the words, of the liar.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025