Within a World Forgotten
I ache to see the shadow of the blade Falling upon me To match this punishing grasp of eternal grinding (only spit forth by a throat pouring the final sum of all suffering) The shrill seize embodied The most sacred agony Torn from death Beyond the bound of flesh Rushing towards me Which is the weaker The one that hides his spine Or the one whose crushed by the weight of the world? Hear this death from my heart Thrust into grieving Forced silence Drowning in shit Fire consuming Ice blooming
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026
Where does your faith befall? Will this sickness become the overtaking of this frail form? To give when you have nothing This chain, this binding, this perfect death A soul to end your night Lines hammered continuous Leave us in pain Cleave us blood beyond our blood Drown me in the river it creates Unending loss unto itself, inseparable We are hung from the noose of thorns
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026
To see this hell for what it really is- The vast murmurous gloom of dreams Echoing in caves unseen Life shadows stalking the wake of mourning's tomb Silhouettes in the fire's light 49 suns over and through Listening to what is without a voice Shielded in the overgrowth The sleepers lay in crimson sound A masked reflection of total emptiness- Beyond repentant resurrection Singing in night's dead hymn Our morning bread, naked, limbless apparition Sunlight ripped in half, shown man clothed in fire Shadows stalk us, from life, from death, in our mind's tomb In this time of meditation So you create this beauty, or settle for this vision by choice?
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026
Defy my spiritual fear, let it eat away every inch of my body, my sacrifice for the torture you endure Every second bleeds with sin, screaming for repentance from this chasm Drenched in blood, sinking in the dust, cast in the beam of thine quivering flame By violence, open this wound, let our pain escape I stand in the dark, in the splintered shards of stars, dreams of your spirit dancing in the waves, walking in the trees, life's infinite moments Torn through my voiceless sorrow by your shrill absent sting, my eyes close to dream of the ashes I will become
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026
This form will decay This body stripped bare holds truth, standing in stark stillness, destined to rot, prying off this flesh Shadows set against the dusk Sifting through the image of emptiness, our mind poisoned with guilt infinitum In this darkness, in times of pain Our skin pulling us to the earth, set against the dusk of our age Downward current, roots that grasp and tear at us Suspended, awaiting our judgement Crucified by time, left to drown, down to the soul, withering away in the ashes wrought from the coil Where does your faith lie, as we behold the overwhelming disease of selfishness? Held by the cries of mourning, our dying world, held down and torn apart These are the roots of the world, crossed out
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026
In a world forgotten, the seed flowers rotten The stream withering, waking from a dream, a strange rushing wind, brushing my skin The fires flesh seethes behind me Do you wish to see the dominating undertow sweeping under the poisoned endless stretch, covered in concrete dust? Let it collapse, and the facade fall, our hatred and resentment embodied in earth's shattering dissonance, beneath the crumbled shell of men The shit we swallow to feel our bodies torn apart The throats of man who sorrow over the scum, ripped open to see, a reflection cast backward, in blood mirrored, the sum of total sacrifice, the shackles of our soul lie broken as we taste man's last choking breath Watching from a distance, thuds of flesh and blood, the open step, the bleak unend, take this ripping sorrow, take this erupting dissonance, hear this final prayer, let it fall
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 28, 2026