Unsung Prophets & Dead Messiahs
In the dark I live Without any freedom in life Those darkened shadows do not deceive They are all I see and know This cave is all I breathe In chains 'til the day that you die This crimson fire burns at my back Like waves of nothing it flows One can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark But one cannot forgive a man who is afraid of the light Gods. Blind. Death. Chains. Dark. Bravery. War versus peace Ignorance versus strength Freedom versus slavery The dreamer must awake لا إله إلا الله There is no god except Allah La illaha illallah Within a dream, I cannot forsake All hope has flown away This dark shall be your friend Your wish is not my command Free thought will lead you astray The brother looks from above I cannot forsake the brother I love One can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark The real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light The stage is set for me Your life is a play that we wrote The curtain has to rise now you shall see This tragedy is the ending we sought The shadows are dancing upon the wall The man who has the gift of sight is one with truth in heart He sees beyond the veil of life, our cave he will depart Like Icarus he will fly too high and for that he must die Those unsung prophets and dead messiahs will fall We choose to live in this darkened cave, far, far away from the light
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025
Suffer to live Drown in lies Orphans are we Born to be the ones with open eyes The rest are trapped in propaganda They are the blind Bereft of all sight Set free your mind So you may depart this endless night The rest are trapped in propaganda
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025
Angels fell, fell and died Yet still remain those chains of you and I Sacred saints, all crucified Where is that hidden key they could not find? I always pray, the heavens cry When fathers fail, the children – will they rise? Darkness reigns and we are the slaves of that all knowing eye
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025
יְדִידִי הֲשָׁכַחְתָּ חֲנוֹתְךָ בְּבֵין שָׁדַי וְלָמָּה מְכַרְתַּנִי צְמִיתוּת לְמַעְבִידָי הֲלֹא אָז בְּאֶרֶץ לֹא זְרוּעָה רְדַפְתִּיךָ וְשֵׂעִיר וְהַר פָּארָן וְסִינַי וְסִין עֵדָי וְהָיוּ לְךָ דוֹדַי וְהָיָה רְצוֹנְךָ בִּי וְאֵיךְ תַּחֲלֹק עַתָּה כְּבוֹדִי לְבִלְעָדָי [English translation:] My friend have you forgotten resting between my breasts? Why have you sold me to my enslavers for aye? Then, upon an orphaned land have I not chased after you? Seir, and Mount Paran, and Sinai, and Sin – my witnesses For you were my love, and I was given to your will And now, will you bestow your honor upon others?
Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025
Awaken my sanity Slavery falls to the ground Chains fall to gravity Truth can now be found My freedom yet escapes me as if I am still in chains The memory of servitude it somehow keeps me sane Shadows – my enemy Yet beyond them now I see Fear lingered in me Kept me from being free Pierce the veil of solitude and turn away I must Sand in the hour glass my time is up at last Go forth and be all you can be So you can see the path ahead Let our voice guide you on I feel only pain But I know that everything shall pass The end of the path that forever ignites White light is blinding me Robbing me of my sight Somehow it sets me free Calling me to unite A spell upon me cast Bringing the final light of a long awaited dusk Blessed, you are the one Who opened his eyes to light Now go in peace And step out of this maze I thought that I'm insane I always knew there has to be more than this I am on my way out while you're embracing the dark When a messiah is born it's like a late blooming of a flower rising in the netherworld, waters of hope, falling on an orphaned land No longer the slave Now I roam onto the unknown But as sure as my heart beats I'm not afraid of the light
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025
ἢ δοκοῦσί τί σοι τυφλῶν διαφέρειν ὁδὸν ὀρθῶς πορευομένων οἱ ἄνευ νοῦ ἀληθές τι δοξάζοντες [English translation:] Anyone who holds a true opinion without understanding is like a blind man on the right road
Like a memory Of the time before Like words lost throughout all time Like rain drops On barren lands They are destined to dry and fade away Now the compass calls Navigate our way To the land beyond the North Star Born to nothingness Died for none at all From nothing born and to nothing… (Return) Left behind forsaken and lost they are the ones out of mind Left behind fragments of memories they are the ones that are blind They are left behind Do not forsake us within the shadows we wait For salvation pray Lives in disarray Leaves fallen from the tree of life Truth they will delete With merciless deceit Our voice is taken away Left behind the chains on our hands Still we cannot unbind Left behind the key to our freedom Within us we must find Left behind like an orphan abandoned and lost throughout all time Left behind they are the victims, unpunished is the crime They are left behind
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025
I have to go back. These thoughts and voices in my head are haunting me at night and torturing my soul. Lord, I'm alone out here, what use can I find in this outer world if I am not my brother's keeper? I have to go back It's beyond my prophetic knowledge to understand the reasons those dead messiahs failed again and again and again throughout the dark history of mankind, and yet I have to go back To save these shades, souls with faded hearts, brothers of my pain, they grew (up) without any love Pain is the lack of love so their souls They will not save In jail they choose to live they will die to save their cage They are trapped inside How can we communicate, how can I reach your hearts if we are poisoned and brainwashed, blocked by walls, All our filters are decayed and our compassion is just switched off. How will you hear my words and pleas, how will you trust me when I tell you Come with me to the Promised Land, I'll set you free I exist not to be loved and admired, but to love and act. It is not the duty of those around me to love me. Rather, it is my duty to be concerned about the world, about man. [– Janusz Korczak] I have to go back My scars bleed again, from light into the dark Again I cannot see but I have to go back! With fear in my heart and the truth I run back to hell To this cave of chains and despair where my brothers dwell
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025
From endless lights I come back to thee To untie these chains, I'll take you with me In this tragic cave, deep are your sighs Hear me out and heed now my cry: Your silent fears, they are all false, all lies Wake up! Don't deny None of these shadows are lights The prophet in tears to them he plead Take my hand and let us walk for miles To a place where children play and smile They sing, they fly, they rise And pure is the air Our souls we do bare Where shades are dancing on the walls We'll depart these ancient halls I came for you all Take my hand before you fall Your silent fears, they are false and all lies Wake up! Don't deny None of these shadows are lights Words to them are like water to dead flowers How can I tell them about green fields and blue skies when all they worship are walls and stones? Seven times they circle the idols they made Nothing I say these walls can now break Take my hand and together we will rise To a place where children will not die They live, they seek, they hide And pure is the air And gone is despair Where shades are dancing on the walls Will depart these ancient halls
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025
The prophet has told us that his truth will set us free He is the blind messiah who cannot find his way or see the forest for the trees Even the one who saw the light could not foresee Shields held high the armies moved on and on To the next land that to bloodshed was sworn Oh father – heed us in the time of great need Remember our prayers and our virtuous deeds Make him the prophet, the martyr – pass him the disease Shut are the eyes of the one bringing us to our knees The prophet enlightened now covered by night It serves an example rather blind than having the sight Let us burn this scapegoat and gather our might Let this messiah now die, thus ending our plight Remember the warnings you gave to no end And the mask that you wore to disguise as a friend Gone is the savior, no more you pretend Evening falls upon us and the future is dim So the only thing that will save us is to kill him!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025
לא עליך המלאכה לגמור, ולא אתה הבן חורין ליבטל ממנה. [English translation: "You are not obligated to complete the work, but neither you are free to desist from it."] Sometimes it seems to me that this world is nothing but a beta version of this amazing thing, and while our maker has gone to his next improved version, we are left behind in this Flying Dutchman. Those blessed, cursed humans You may call them authors, true leaders, kings with no crown or simple human beings, they lived and died here they are always among us - those unsung prophets and dead messiahs. Canto que ha sido valiente Siempre será canción nueva [– Victor Jara] [English translation: "Songs of bravery, will always be new songs, forever."]
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 24, 2025