Under the Banner of the Serpent Sun

Fortress alarms smite the midnight atmosphere Chiming through the Twilight Void A coward and commoners tocsin ringing a warning, Men, defenders to arms! The temples flood with tortured souls, begging for reprieve, To pray for a Divine hand to relinquish this Evil The sickly croaks from cracked bells are drowned out by trumpet blasts Coming from hills, shrouded, Horns of extricate fury, the vehement Clarion The call of Victory Proud and wilful laughter, A foil to all cries. And a mighty Hail erupts before the gate Calling forth the King Crowned leech, cloaked worm He crawls forth to the battlement Rebukes me the name of his gods For their will be done “Feeble king, I usurp thee for I Will it so, For MY Will be done,” The regal worm writhes in slime Sibilating venomous deceit “You are the blasphemous Tyrant from the Cursed Lands of Frost and Destitution, The Blind Weavers Of Destiny bid you no victory this day” “I am but a manifestation of Fate, The Will draws the strings of Eternity Attached to my War-soul, A mere conduit for the Grand Design!” Infernal battering ram Kiss the ideal of destruction Storming the court yard In mighty Rage, glorious slaughter Spear, sword, shield, Puzzles of death and victory! The soil drinking the blood, In slaked thirst expelling Sanguine mist, Cloaking us in dark knowing VOID, BY WILL YOU ARE REVEALED STRIKE: a saga written in blood and steel WOUND:, a tender kiss from Life, Will of the Origin Through or by Death: Victory! The King among his fallen, still mighty and proud, For theirs was truly a worthy death He is brought to his knees To die with honour, For those that know, know! And hollow Virtue Once great Kingdom decrepit, once reigned, Each now of emptiness, and dust. His Death-Song completes conquest’s Invocation, Clearly sung as the blade is raised “I will soon join you in the Halls of Eternity, Your Divine Creel is near, Your Abyss will cease laughter, Your temple will lend me it’s knowledge!” Proud Serpentine King The leech crownless, the worm revealed How his blood reacts with the soil In congealing, mystic circles Once more producing the sanguine mist Floating wisps to the Vaults Towards the edifice of Worth-ship, consummated. In circular formation Our helms are removed Affirming gleams of the Black Sun Strike our brow Bless us with hidden merit. And the circle breaks as cries are heard Emanating from the Vaults A song of songs!

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

There, at once boundless field and all-encompassing arch, Land of the free and unbonded above us! Eternal and unpossessed, Unless by Will alone, Where eternal corridors may be wandered ‘twixt the uncreated pillars, And still never leave the True Center. Eternal dome: unlike to any wrought by Man, Temple-vast, exceeding all creation, Two paths spiral upon thy infinite archways. Their Mystery; so akin to another in essence, Yet one begins with an open hand, The other, a fist! Ascension Descension Oh Divine playfulness, may I become of you, dissolved into you, Or take this Power by right of my nature, Strong and free as the Eagle, who flies onwards to the Sun, Wise as the Serpent encoiling. Sol’s Enigma; a beauty that blinds, A fire that gives creation, and life! Burn you, or be you burnt, Conquer you, or be you surrendered, Your path lies open to the Sun. Sword directed in dire contemplation, Mind projected in action beyond action, We join to the dance that ‘till now we’ve only gaped upon in wonder, In a storm of high festival! O pure revelry of souls! For us, only one commandment: BECOME WHAT THOU ART To us, one imperative: KNOW AND BE THY WILL Behold: our strides invincible, Breaking seal upon seal, to bind to ourselves Eternity! Riding the wheel at its center, whipping with the victorious winds, In fixed watch, to pierce and enter the Apex of Glory! Union Eagle of Stone, dwelling above and below, Soaring yet, weightless, in the Abyss and the Heavens, Sounding an unending cry, swooping through reality’s corridors, The joyful spine and backbone of all contraries opposed, You have taught us how to fly with stone wings, The truly boundless freedom! Oh pure, you who can embrace this as your nature, That which is beyond Nature, yet within. A vein of ore incomparable, Elusive, furtive reaping and delving, hidden harvest, And fleeting to the common eyes, A Gold unlike any other, That which seems too clearly to be Lead Dissolution Of such to shame all assertion as inadequate More full of Will than any single cry of action can contain! Victorious Surrender To Self, who has Become He is Brother in Arms, comrade and warrior, Divine One who grasps, SACRED DESECRATION

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

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