A World Without Heroes

A world without heroes Is like a world without sun You can't look up to anyone Without heroes And a world without heroes Is like a never ending race Is like a time without a place A pointless thing, devoid of grace Where you don't know what you're after Or if something's after you And you don't know why you don't know In a world without heroes In a world without dreams Things are no more than they seem And a world without heroes Is like a bird without wings Or a bell that never rings Just a sad and useless thing Where you don't know what you're aftеr Or if something's after you And you don't know why you don't know In a world without heroеs In a world without heroes There's nothing to be It's no place for me

Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 26, 2026

(Day star Over concrete plains Come forth And answer to your names) Hear His constant whisper rages on Like a wind of no change And an arrow through the heart Better let go of the loving Embrace the knowing Better savour the poison Assemble a temple of steel To stand on top of that building The soaring tomb With the scaffolding reaching ever higher And lord Jesus Or what's his name again? Did he watch us come out of the fire Unchanged Map out the harrowing scheme insidе To numb the soul Calculate and magnify (Day star) Herе comes the final strain (Over concrete plains) The rotten coda For we are done waiting (Come forth) Here comes our elder kin Appearing where we lay in sin (And answer to your names) And sing praise hail Satan Hear A broadcast dripping with his tongue Address the palliative state Transmittals through the dusk So receive the authority See the seven heads of majority Untouched by rust (Day star) Here comes the final strain (Over concrete plains) The rotten coda For we are done waiting (Come forth) Here comes our elder kin Appearing where we lay in sin (And answer to your names) And sing praise hail Satan I won't sever the ties Or not for one single second Disgrace your name That came to me in my wildest dream You're the flicker On a dead screen Present, yet unseen (Day star) Here comes the final strain (Over concrete plains) The rotten coda For we are done waiting (Come forth) Here comes our elder kin Appearing where we lay in sin (And answer to your names) And sing praise hail Satan

Submitted by Morgoth — Mar 26, 2026