Of Sacrifice, Loss and Reward

Stronger than ten tied with blood put together Cooler than shades on a statue of ice More prestigious than words bound in leather Always untouched by the ignorant lies I've finally seen Myself Through the eyes of the others We chase our dreams, we sacrifice We know that's what makes us better Though more of me means less of you I have no doubt this is something That I have to do Faster than bending the end to beginning Sharper than wit that is parched beyond dry More courageous than honest in sinning Always untouched by the ignorant lies I've seen myself through the eyes of the others I can accept that they won't understand I've seen myself through the eyes of the others I've shed it all to be able to stand

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026

"Blessed are those who write their own scriptures, for they shall be kings of the new world." Since the dawn of civilization The so-called men of god Have been lost in thier obscurities Their words would lead to sorrow Commanding the weak to follow A design for tyrants to control and enslave We subdue not the voice inside us We only bow down on our prey Fire rains down from the heavens Pouring down on those too weak to learn On the ruins of the dead religion Standing tall as the enslaving doctrines burn "Blindly the sheep walk to their doom, for their leader came not to bring peace, but a sword." To lead the flock astray Each cult began their game They created the face of evil and gave it a name We take their game and squeeze it Until it breaks in shards And under the remains the truth will survive We are the child who questions sincerely And in our eyes a mirror framed

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026

One cold black winter night the night spirit appeared to me He told me where I must go to truly learn how to see, to hear and to feel Though the road gets darker ahead I know I can't look behind I must pursue this pure yet diabolical vision of mine Towards the hidden sanctum, just a couple of steps from the stars We're led by the voice and vision, towards the hidden sanctum we ride Beaten and bleeding but still going strong, we're riders on the storm So close to reaching what we have been searching for since we were born The road to Hell is paved with good intentions or so I have read Well, the road to dark illumination - decorated with darkness and death Towards the hidden sanctum, just a couple of steps from the stars We're led by the voice and vision, towards the hidden sanctum we ride

Submitted by Morgoth — Feb 08, 2026