The Ides of March

Ista quidem vis est!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

The most difficult decisions, they tell me are those found in battle Between one's heart and one's mind and as if the choice was in Harmony with both it must be made and become one's truth the reasons for leaving In the past have never been clearer I ask the Gods, Who's mortal hand should feed all by right and not rely on any other I ask the Gods, Who's mortal soul can forgive or choose to take any life As I witness a single man's power grow Infinitely stronger and as I follow this new found brotherhood Deeper and deeper the Injustice fuels my vengeful desire Injustice fuels my vengeful desire It has been said that one should not bite the hand that feeds And fed and forgiven he has but I asked the gods What mortal ought have this right? We'll find a way to end this reign

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

This empire, I've sought only to strengthen To one day, to one day know no bounds Rid of inequality, rid of the injustice Brothers and Sisters from afar All to be known as romans All those who've support I've sought, only to honor To one day have no enemies Like any father would for his family And put an end to the chaos of this Republic To put an end to the chaos of this Republic This empire, I've sought only to strengthen To one day, to one day know no bounds Rid of inequality, rid of the injustice Brothers and Sisters from afar All to be known as romans What is it going to takе For you to beliеve in me What is it going to take For you to bleed for me All those who've support I've sought, only to honor To one day have no enemies Like any father would for his family And put an end to the chaos of this Republic This empire, I've sought only to strengthen To one day, to one day know no bounds Rid of inequality, rid of the injustice Brothers and Sisters from afar All to be known as romans What is it going to take For you to believe in me What is it going to take For you to bleed for me

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

The wishes upon my every awakening The longing for and insatiable craving Had led me across hostile land and sea to your side For taste of true power and mastery My reflection has become made clearer With each passing day As the fire burns within me Endlessly Envious eyes overlooking the masses And a brief prayer recited inside May the gods grace me with the will and knowledge To become as my late father became My reflection has become made clearer With each passing day As the fire burns within me Endlessly The foundations built from a mother's will Teachings from the pages of great minds Have set only the framework to this portrait of mine The true colors must be revealed on one's own And the river Has led to such Discoveries Of strength and will in instruction My reflection has become clearer As each day passes In this endless pursuit Of mastery My reflection has been made Clearer As the fire burns within Endlessly

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

If I suggest a final act of loyalty could I produce to his defense Perhaps he could Grant mercy upon me In the event of discovery or in the event that we fail to commence But if secrecy is maintained and the courage be found to strike I'll swear upon a blade to his throat And I am not ashamed To bring with mе the stage Tеrror and tearing eyes Can't be feigned Now you've been warned Please make haste to defend him Now you've been warned Please defend our leader See this as an act of cowardice If you must but it's a matter and means to survive So toward his right hand I will make haste Before the sun rises upon the Ides Omitting of course my own Advocacy he shall know of the presence of conspiracy And I'm not afraid to bring with me the stage Terror and tearing eyes can't be feigned And I am not ashamed To bring with mе the stage Tеrror and tearing eyes Can't be feigned Now you've been warned Please make haste to defend him Now you've been warned Please defend our leader

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Not by crown or riches be my rule But by the blood of all in the Fatherland I oversee not slaves to my bidding But a family ever growing and thriving I now face you all in your times of need and prosperity With the motherly goddess behind me And the more that our faces grace your home Know that you have done right and you shall not go hungry Not by crown or riches be my rule But by the blood of all in the Fatherland Cherish the soil that lies beneath you And fulfill respectfully your duty Obey my command, no matter the cost And your bloodline shall not be one of those who rest in the end I now face you all in your times of need and prosperity With the motherly goddess behind me And the more that our faces grace your home Know that you have done right and you shall not go hungry Not by crown or riches be my rule But by the blood of all in the Fatherland The thirst for blood in their eyes Like fireflies in the night...

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

All of you know just as well as I Had it not been for him I would not be alive Standing amongst you on this day in the robes, under such merit In unfortunate agreeance that our leader has become a tyrant A haunting irony that I know will plague my thoughts More than any battle ahead or any battle already fought But there can be no turning back now my brothers Today must be Caesars last session in this Republic Follow me and pay no attention to these Forebodings you've heard from your queen Rumors breed, you know as well as I Follow me, the Senate is waiting I am aware that he stalls and is in question of our intentions But no true leader will be known as a man So I insist that you stay as today is the day That we end this tyranny Follow me and pay no attention to these Forebodings you've heard from your queen Rumors breed, you know as well as I Follow me, the Senate is waiting Swayed by the dreams of a woman I shall remind him of this As well as of his trust in me As well as of his trust in me

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

Blanketing the path as I rode Towards the city The mid March sky hung low Like a noose around my neck Not typically am I a believer in conspiracy But the fearful convictions of a messenger Such as this Could have pierced the skin of any skeptic I fear that I am too late my friend I hope this you can forgive Like a brother you have been Through even my darkest moments defiance And dishonor Redemption in defense of your name Forever in debt I am to your mercy I fear that I am too late my friend I hope this you can forgive Twenty three wounds alike My fallen friend Twenty three wounds alike Will be avenged Twenty three wounds alike Will not go unpunished I fear that I am too late my friend I hope this you can forgive Twenty three wounds alike My fallen friend Twenty three wounds alike Will be avenged

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

No longer can we bring these people from their knees And their worship I fear will lead to a crown And the crown to power that cannot be revealed What a clever path to a divine throne The voice of a leader or the voice of the people One will be silenced Whether we wait Whether we stay or strike When divine right becomes That of a man whether friend or foe Against you we must fight We must fight No longer can we bring these people from their knees And their worship I fear will lead to a crown And the crown to power that cannot be revealed What a clever path to a divine throne The voice of a leader or the voice of the people One will be silenced Whether we wait Whether we stay or strike When divine right becomes That of a man whether friend or foe Against you we must fight We must fight

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

And now I ask of you What will this bring in return For throwing allegiance into The fire to burn? And now I ask of you When blood is on all of our hands Will glory await at the end When he's in the ground? The thirst for blood in their eyes Flickering in darkness Like fireflies in the night The blackened sky, a winter canvas My reservations will never Rival my ambitions Our faces will forever Be replaced coin to coin If I swear to this cause I must know not one will back down When I call his attention To allow for the first dagger drawn The thirst for blood in their eyes Flickering in the darkness Like fireflies in the night The blackened sky, a winter canvas

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

Today shall be a moment of glory Today our actions will write history The games have begun, our warriors brave Their battles are won upon the theatres stage The real war kept from the masses Within these walls as our enemy approaches Today shall be a moment of glory Today our actions will write history I beg you see this petition, sir To recall our brothers from exile The others then began to gather Awaiting a sign or gesture And with that, cloth pulled from shoulder A dagger swung but was stopped short "Help, brothers!" he cried out in horror Then the others charged forward Then they charged forward Striking with daggers

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Not once do they turn Their faces towards me Their chins weighted to their chests In fear of discovery The room dark and quiet as I sat Amongst the whisperers A stale breeze steady beneath our noses Fastened to each exchange Thoughts of which I'd never thought be spoken Drown the men of whom I'd always thought could swim Holding my breath as I sink with them Though it pains me to hear and not to breathe My taste of fate kept behind my teeth The simple scent of my tongue smelling of intrustion Not once do they turn Their faces towards me Their chins weighted to their chests In fear of discovery I reach to catch my breaths and tears As they lightly ripple in the rising pool of collusion Not to disturb the design Of a carefully calculated demise Holding my breath as I sink with them Though it pains me to hear and not to breathe My taste of fate kept behind my teeth The simple scent of my tongue smelling of intrustion

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

It was a year of winter in my mind Of colorless days and the darkest of nights The pure nothingness found in exile There was no saying whether I'd make it out alive There was no saying whether I would make it out alive Had their arms not reached out to save me from the cold With the pleas that restored a life in atrophy To the reminder of importance and meaning Following behind A face of diplomacy only to see the light The opposing rite I'd felt the light of a new day upon me And another opportunity to stand ground Behind the tradition and the spirit of a true Republic That in this lifetime I will see to fruition once again There was no saying whether I would make it out alive Had their arms not reached out to save me from the cold With the pleas that restored a life in atrophy To the reminder of importance and meaning Following cautiously the opposition In the shadows of battle and office A face of diplomacy only to see the light Atop a body and soul of hostility And another opportunity to stand ground Behind the tradition and the spirit of a true Republic That in this lifetime I will see to fruition once again Following behind A face of diplomacy only to see the light The opposing light

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Strength has left these crippled hands From soldier to ailing man This appears to be my fate To my sickness I am enslaved But I know that you can set me free If there is one thing that will bring rest Or even cure these very ailments The knowledge that there has been justice That he took before me, his final breath Strength has left these crippled hands From soldier to ailing man This appears to be my fate To my sickness I am enslaved But I know that you can set me free A Tyrant's Forgiveness Is Futile Meaningless If there is one thing that will bring rest Or even cure these very ailments The knowledge that there has been justice That he took before me, his final breath Strength has left these crippled hands From soldier to ailing man This appears to be my fate To my sickness I am enslaved But I know that you can set me free

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

A fool he was, to forgive, to grant his mercy on me But surely there is reason to keep close, his enemies So I write in confidence as I know your loyalty And I share you discontent and hope that you will join me This war is far from over We've lost far too much to surrender All we have done will be lost in vain All for naught until this throne we reclaim All we've become and all we overcame All for naught until this throne we reclaim Sinking ships wе set ablaze if only you could have seen How closе we came to victory before Pharsalus The bitter taste of surrender still sours my every dream But war is far from over and I hope you will join me Four years, the taste of defeat Sour on my tongue I cannot sleep, cannot sleep Until this war is won All we have done will be lost in vain All for naught until this throne we reclaim All we've become and all we overcame All for naught until this throne we reclaim

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025