A Wayfarer’s Tears
"Emperor Nemo looks out, through the huge panoramawindow, at the Eidolon skyline. Vast metal structures loom as long as the eye can see. At this hour the flashing neon signs can clearly be see, and a few repulsorlift crafts scurry about. In the horizon Eidolons large spaceport rises like a monster made of metal and concrete. The huge man frowns, as he paces the room, occationally looking out the window. His power is immense, yet incomplete" All around this power town I can feel The surging wind Deafening The silent rain beating down The weakened weeds sickening Their helpless moans Trapped within Their weakened wills Delusions of grandure All around this power town I can see The empire's clasp smothering The people's revolt Neverending The emperor's grasp Delusions of grandure
Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 16, 2025
"In the old stone church the poor seek refugee from life's reality. A thundering voice rings out mightily, preaching the gospel of the light. His words speak of hope and of a dream where everyone will dwell in happiness and joy. He seeks to purge the worldof evil turn darkness into light. The fire in his eyes shows utter devotion to the light. In his mind there is no other way out of this dark reality" An unforgettable dream resides deep inside A land of happiness and joy for the ones who dare Listen to his wisdom open up your mind feel the light shining bright deep within your soul Let it be written his words will be your guide let it be done his words will be your sword follow in his footsteps and you will not fail guided by the light within your answers you will find
Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 16, 2025
"Galactic Galleon, a giant starship. Built of titanium, It's almost indestructible. With looming guntowers, the gothic structure casts shadows even in the vastness of space. Its pilot, Eron, travels through space to seek those whose freedom has been bereft" Ride the waves of the cosmic sea ethereal winds in my crimson sail the burning sun a mystic sphere lightning rays at me wail then truth I seek all across the sea freedom I give to the weak and frail
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Nov 16, 2025
"As the darkness falls, the huge towers casts tall shadowns in the moonlight. The metal and concrete facades, which emphasize an unsurpassed might, radiate and eerie atmosphere that chills you to the bone. In the shadows of all this wealth the indigent seek shelter from the poor. With the preacher's words still in mind, their hope gives them the strength to carry on. Among these Eron Walks, and sees he's got work to do" The cold darkness chills my peaceful soul As I wander determined through the city streets the succulent air It reeks of death the stench of shit so awfully foul The doleful inhabitants are mere puppets taught to obediantly serve the glorious emperor his sick greed for the ultimate power infects all life perverting its purpose Eidolon The city of lost souls The people break in hopeless despair Their cries fill the air the evil that has caused this fear is someone the hold dear A torn and wretched life the live their freedom I will give the evil that has caused this fear will fall into the sear
Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 16, 2025
"In an old public hospital a forgotten man lies all alone The sheets can barely keep him warm in the cockroach infested hospital room Outside the dirt-clogged window the snow falls like gentle angels While a couple of sparrows sings by the window In a table by the bed is a vase with a near-withered rose." Cold white walls Are my only comfort As the freezing air Numbs my frail skin Only the fire within' Soothes my tired soul Bringing shelter from this Cold winter chill Sparrows by my window Sings a haunting tune Of hope and warmth To ease my tired soul These small, gentle creatures Shows more love and care For the sick and decrepit ones Than the people I have met They bring to life Pictures of my past All grey and black Devoid of any colour
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 18, 2026
"By the window in ruined-down apartment, a young man with a tom heart sits While the rain hails down outside, mercilessly The room is sparsely lit With just a few sticks of furniture; a table, a sofa, two chairs, a stereo and a fridge On the floor are scattered pieces of broken glass and bloodstained footprints On the floor, by the window, are the shattered pieces of a picture that depict one with a radiant beauty." Every day heavy rainclouds hang over As loneliness threatens to bury me But every once in a while A tiny light shines through Warning my weakened heart Making my life worth living Therefore it saddens my soul The you don't understand Your warmth is all I yearn for Yet pain and sorrow is all you give The chilling wind and rain Sing to soothe my pain My heart feels cold and dark Without the warming spark of love A hollow wound is felt Where my love once dwelt A lonely tear I cry As the leaves pass me by
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 18, 2026
"The rain is pouring down, while the wind is raging like a savage Down the treelined avenue a lost soul walks, seemingly untouched by the fierce weather The ground is littered with orange-yellow leaves, a memory of what was a beautiful summer There is no sign of life, except for a lonely crow fighting against the wind" A crow flies listless Singing a song of sadness With heavy wings it struggles Against the vicious boggles Its dark eyes are hollow The pain it bravely swallow Suddenly I am aware A common pain we share And now I comprehend To the weak I must tend To the very end... The piercing rain stings The birds rain stings The birds' battered wings As it tumbles to the ground Into a muddy mound
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 18, 2026
"The city is filled with sick and decrepit people All trying to find a way through another day Depression, sorrow and despair are present in them all Some of them break, and commit suicide Among all these forgotten people a flaming soul tries to give them comfort By offering them the love and care they deserve and need His face shows the countless tragedies he has witnessed Each one as if chiselled out of stone In his embrace a young girl with a pale skin Her hands are covered in blood from her now bandaged wrists Tears run down her cheeks as her saviour soothes her pain." The fallen, they gather Inside my chapel of rest Their sullen faces Pale and frail My warm embrace Is what I offer A modest comfort In an ignorant world I can feel the pain At your soul it tears Like sharp piercing needles That your conscience wears The answers that you seek Are buried in your mind To your voice you must listen And life's meaning you will find Deep inside your heart I know there is a will To light the life within And protect you from the chill
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 18, 2026
"A tired man sits on a hill, looking at the beautiful scenery and the dark Gloomy city below that is like a cancer in mothernature's bosom The winds' whispering chants of nature's lore echo in the swaying trees Providing spiritual guidance to those who choose to listen The city's looming structures cast woeful shadows While the homeless try to find shelter for another rainy night At the chapel of the Forgotten, a young petite woman tends to the weak She too will learn that her face will forever be marked by the grief of others In an old public hospital a forgotten man lies all alone His body scarcely alive, as his life slowly drifts away The faithful servant finally gets his well-deserved rest." The wind, it whispers Singing its chants Filling the air With its love The trees, moving Creaking in unison Filling the air With their wisdom The birds, flying Joining the wind Filling the air With their hope All this music Lightens my heart Filling my soul With spiritual strength As my life slowly flicks These memories fill my mind Most of them are a painful reminder But their purpose I can find The wind, it whispers Singing its chants Filling the air With its love The trees are moving Filling the air With their wisdom And in the seemingly dense darkness A blazing effigy flies above Giving me comfort near the end She's the one I've always loved
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Feb 18, 2026
August 92 - Music: Gunder, Lyrics: Robert Barkhakld
Submitted by SerpentEve — Nov 16, 2025
Deep inside myself I seek for sanctuary I'm running in my vision and there's no escape I drag myself through endless voids of lost infinities I can face the worlds of fearless destinies Let me rest in your arms oh mother earth You must save the one that you once gave birth I see evil entities upon my way I watch my dreamless nature as my body pray Someone, everyone that can ease my pain I regret it now when I see what I have slain Someone, everyone that can ease my pain I regret it now when I see what I have slain
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Nov 16, 2025
Oh, restless horror of my life I have repelled thy before But now I fear I am too weak Too weak to fight thy on Time and time again we meet Never real but all too lethal you are And I can not carry my burden on The synchronisity of time and death has closed on me My companions in life are long dead If not physically then dead in my mind History repeats itself And the last act of a great piece of art is coming to an end I have raved through the garden of life And now it's guardian has come to throw me out Fear is not a relevant feeling to what lies beyond Rather curiosity of unknown realms Walk I will Through life and death My quest is not at the final end For even death is yeath to unravel Speak of me for what I was Not for what I am Time heals they say But it also brings on death With the pressure of time My body will crumble And the dust will lie heavy on my stonefaced tomb Deep below I shall lie but far away I will roam Once again
Submitted by The Void — Nov 16, 2025