The Primordial Void

Beneath the frozen moon, an ice storm has begun. The gates have frozen shut. The damned have won. Blistering winds howl through the castle walls. Obsidian glistens in the black shadows. The dark forest is laced with hate. Hear the screams across the oaks. Where does one go... when the sun is gone. An arcane passage guides us to the crypt. A hanging vessel of fear awakens. "He who dares shall behold a challenge. Bring the iron sword to Xial. Beyond the eye of solitude. The Primordial Void" Blood soaked frost moon. The Primordial Void. A sea of fog is rising upwards. With an ominous drone of thunder. Where does one go? When the sun is gone?

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Trapped in the labyrinth In the valley of pain. Struck down by enchanted mist from heathen lords. The blind eye of solitude now burns beneath the frozen realm. Captured Tormented Will I escape? No mercy No faith death's hammer waits We'll prey upon the darkness We'll feast among the weak What is promised? Only death, unending misery A glowing entity of chaos Frigid and cursed by a violent spell Captured Tormented Will I escape? No mercy No faith deaths hammer waits When there's no hope from the gods I put my faith in the steel It was cast from the cryptic forge, I've cut the throats of a thousand men. Is bloodshed what you crave? What fate will you decide? Let the hammer fall.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025