A Sun to Scorch

Lo and behold His ascension from above to below Beyond black and white Tearing time asunder withershins And fear the wayfarer's might As he rises godwards To cast vengeance upon thine and thee For he rises like a newborn sun And its rays shall shine bright To burn the eyes of enemies Yet warm his breed Emanating no life but death With each scorching glare alight Oh that veiled name of mystery Shall be exclaimed Piercing even the deafest of ear Trembling flesh shall bow Tarnished eyes cleansed too late For even the heart most obscured Shall be illuminated by its light May it ever shine Leaving eternal drought And wildfire in its wake

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

Oh great father grant warlust and strength Hail thine abysmal wrath To be graced upon each and all Mercilessly! His breath shall permeate the air On that very last of days And that whisper from the depths Become a deafening roar That flame everburning in wait Spread now to devour All, yes all! To the wailing lamentations Let us rejoice And kneeleth in worship In this final hour In the glare of damnation Heed the voice Abide to the will Onwards! For long have we awaited This punishment eternal Exalted father beyond blood Behold thine children Embrace them And curse all men Curse! All! Men! Oh sons and daughters of the deep Let thine robes fall Unveil thine beings Enter the light

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025