VII: The Chariot
Under my Plated Skin Molecular beings Identities Blood Drops Fueling Me We Move When I Move A Fortress at Sea Dreadnaught Dread - Not Skies Darken when I Exhale Angered Black Smoke A Bringer of Doom In Open Seas I Am Death I am what Stands Between Yourself and the Abyss Dreadnaught, You Live Through Me Dreadnaught, You'll Never Regret what Will Be ...and When I Sink I'll Drag You Down With Me
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
Your Chest is Crushed By an Uninvited Guest Can you Tell Who I Am? Your Breath is Swept Away You Sigh and You Moan Can't You See 'tis in Vain You Panic, You Scream in this Midsummer's Dream Your Calling Tonight In the End You Invite Circle of Elders, Phantoms of the Past Come Forth at last Equinox, is Where We Meet Present you a Gift "The Night's Mare Will Be Your Everlasting Faithful Steed Upon it you'll Ride To the Far Edge of Eternity" "The Night's Mare Will Be Your Everlasting Faithful Steed Together you'll Ride To the Far Edge of Eternity"
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
A sparkling in the Night A Token Worn in Pride A Halo of Unlight A Sparkling in the Night A Token Worn in Pride A Halo of Unlight Angelclad, Spiritbound You're Tied to the Core of a Straight Line You Fly Away from a Shiny Oblivion Resisting the Siren's Song The Wings, you Claw to Grasp To Carry you Up Above The Wings, to Carry You Off The Fate of a Doomed World Angelclad, Leatherbound They're Tied to the Core of a Straight Line They Fly Towards a Shiny Oblivion Drawn Like Moths to the Flames Within Wings of Steel They Fly above the Waters The Straits of Dover They Fly Into the Rain The Fiery Arcs of Death Setting the Night Alight The Point of No Return From the Dome of Heaven Down into Hell we Plunge The Wings, you hope to Climb To Carry you Up Above The Wings, to Carry you Off The Fate of a Martyred World Attack! Falling... The Dive of Cinders The Skies Upturned The End Comes Screaming
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
Now that I'm wounded, I sting the most Though my Compass broke, I won't Feel lost Through the Night Sky, I Find the Path Dare to Challenge, then Feel my Wrath On my Griffin's Wings, Silver and Strong I should have been dead, so long ago Hunting my Prey, 'Tis close at hand Fifty Legions on my Command "Festering Wounds Strong in Defeat Gangrenous Worms Stellar Elite" Now that I'm Broken I still Move On And though I'm Crippled, my Reach grows Strong As long I'm Forgotten, I am Forlorn When it seems Over, then I Return
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025
The Wind of Fire You Ride Upon Its Gust to Erase the Trail That the Reaper Follows A Duel with Charon A Duel with yourself Who will Perish And who will Stand? A Knight bathed in Rosepetals A Knight Identical Yourself Full Plate in Armor Naked in Front of a Mirror Knight of Swords Its Visor Slowly Opening His Face is Not Your Own Hollow Eyes of the Void Are Staring back to You "Tis you Then Death I Live by Your Side All My Life Now, the Time has Come for You to Die The Wind of Fire You Ride Upon The Symbol of Cold Upon Your Brow Knight of Swords
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
And What am I to Do Now? When All the Gods are Openly my Enemies The Army of the Greeks Hate Me And the Whole of Troy, and so do these Fields How can I go back to my Homeland? How can I cross the Aegean Sea Abandoning Atreides And the whole of Our Fleet Shall I Face my Father Will His Heart Bear To See me Return Empty-Handed? No! This I Cannot Stand Should I Leap Upon the Trojans And Alone, Fight Against Them To Accomplish Some Heroic Deed Before Death Comes In the End I have to Find a Way To Proove my Old Father That, I, Being His Son, No Coward am I It is Unmanly Shame Seeking to Live a Long Life When One's Unable to Alter his Suffering This I Cannot Stand What Joy, can Each day Bring When Each Day, even though Feigning to postpone Brings Us Closer to Death, Each Day brings Us Closer to Death This I Cannot Stand No! This I Cannot Stand
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
Always to the East Always to the East Carrying the Brazen Vessel Embedded in my Chest Consumed by It A Thirst I Cannot Fathom Burning with this Thirst I Cannot Sate Always to the East Share our Royal Feast Join the Cavalcade Your Promises are Made Carrying the Vessel I lost myself in It All the Seas of the World Could Not Quench This Thirst I Roam the Endless Steppes My Body Rotting This Burning from Inside It will Devour Me, One Day Always to the East Share our Royal Feast Join the Cavalcade Your Promises are Made
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
Walk down the Mundane Path Can you make out, the End of the Line Hidden from Life's Illusions Creations of an All-Comforting Mind "In a Warm Haze The Sultry Light Is Absorbed not Refracted by Gray Stone The Dalhias Sleep in the Empty Silence" The First Uncertain Steps Of an Upright Standing Child The last Trumbling Step Of An Old-Aged Weary Man Myriads of People Are Standing in line Awaiting to be Forgotten With Eyes Made of Glass And Milky White They Accept Their Own Fate The First Greedy Gasps for Air Of a Newborn infant The Last Exhaling Throttle of Death Of a Wounded Dying Man Myriads of People Are Standing in line Awaiting Their Own Turn With Eyes Made of Glass And Milky White They're Lost in the Winds of Time The Slow Death Walk
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025