Iron Marsh

This is the end of the world This is the end of the world This is the end of the world This is the end of it all I drank a dream that I was an oak on fire Where words became birds of a mirror-world Fellow travelers under a buckling moon A pack of tricks to play between ghosts The sudden shadow and a clearing in the wood Astral chrysalis door to the abyss Filled with the origins of eternal things Spores that form into the teeth of mountains And when the masks of the universe burn The ancient light will return And when the tide of the universe churns A sea of wisdom will return The iron marsh in a child of stardust Comets burn their tales in our mouths The horizons of white holes opening and closing A thunderclap of a universe spawning Take me like the pacific sweeps the tides Until every last light of starlight dies And we're alone, clothed in infinite darkness We stoop and beg for Sagan's forgiveness And when the masks of the universe burn The ancient light will return And when the tide of the universe churns A sea of wisdom will return The only way into the universe is through a clearing in the forest Find the doorway to the end of the world and go through it Reality is only what we make it! Reality is only what we make it! Into the nuclear womb of chaos Lay your head down inside the fall-out Crossed the threshold, clashed together Life confronting life forever Our love is the fiery flames of a fountain of suns Burning in the constant conference of rebirth

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 23, 2026

Conceived with the autumn A viper at his feet With eyes like the keyholes Of magic city gates A crooked child of specters A sign from above Who saw the stars on gravestones And sung the sky in blood Born into the cauldron of the witch Superstitious currents pull me under To deathward spirit spells of ghost-land rites In a coven craft of mysteries and wonder Incarnated over and over With stories that raised all the hairs on their heads He saw saints in the stairways And spoke with the dead They said he was a cursed child Possessed by unclean forms With angels at his bedside and devils at his door

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 23, 2026

Blackness split my forehead In infinite truth As the whole universe began playing A terrifying tune Thrown like a shadow A veiled figure beckons Framed by the dawn And riding a dead horse The tunnel at the end of the light Igniting my gaze with irradiant fire Dismantled my dreams in a skeleton pile Transparent and askew Under a stark white sky The tunnel at the end of the light Chilling my bones till the end of all time Dismantled my dreams in a skeleton pile Transparent and askew Under a stark white sky Skeletons chatter Their moribund mantras Calculations and curses Scrawled in rough chalk Cascading visions Revolve in the moon These eyes of death Will not show any mercy to you I can't seem to stop this mad carousel That turns in the dark, on and on it goes... I wait for a call that never comes Lost in the stars Alone Alone

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 23, 2026

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Ghost-wood bear-skull pines engulf us Primal ancestors Sons of an older cosmos Memory tree remember me when I am under the ground Beyond the aspens roots I see Wisdom centuries old abound Forests as graves of gods spoke Speaking through spores and the kernels of the oak Mirror-fencer's unhusked debris Mummified maps with no explanatory key Made from the death of an exploding star What wonders more than they are? Destroyed to find secrets in the ruins Where those who listen are transformed into magicians Enthroned by the great highways grin The question we receive is the answer we put in As we haul ourselves to the gates But bound to our fates Bring us back natures holy temples Give us back the magic of the sun Bring us back the mystery of the universe Give us back our sacred mother earth Winds whistle home the truth Here I stand truly written Ancient laws of the woods Far older than Akhenaten Don't break the curse We'll love what we once were Don't break the curse it's our sacred way of life Of life, of life The barley that never rose Bathed in the shadowy sickle Cut through the floods of war The smoke from our tongues seeks signal Don't break the curse We'll love what we once were Don't break the curse it's our sacred way of life Of life, of life The forest is all and one As far back as fish and further Sewn with seeds of the sun Where every grave is a mother The pine tree calls Opens the veil “whom we adorn We also invoke By seed and stem By bud and root Ritual of death Of life and truth To the worlds waiting womb”

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 23, 2026