Riven
Gates open wide with roar, Slaves of ill released Under the reign of the one Who lost his battle long ago, Being a murderer from the very beginning While so weak without the human form, Strong owing to the belief Of humans in his lies. The time has come, The time of the enevitable Never-ending battles, Needless threats of the hellish dreads, False yet tempting promise of wealth and power. Still none has ever been created to live as a puppet without power and sense, The crowd proper to die and be forgotten Is shivering by the dread, Destined to be the warriors Of the profound darkness. The weapon, the free will Is held by everyone deep inside, Christ helplessly nailed to his cross Will just watch, Leaving us to fight the battle alone.
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
Deep beneath the flow of a day there is a hidden abyss, absorbing and protecting all that comes in from the sea of eternity. In there dwells all that has ever come through the intelect of humans, in the state of analogy. Every new wave pays the tribute to those depths, holding the true image of all that has ever been in the stream Connections of atoms and processes, meaning of all life, mosaic of destinies. Deposit of all ages forever stored, petrified, the stream of destinies.
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
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Beneath the mask of piety and divinity, they attack the holiness Masters of lie and deception Dirty, perverse and dishonest acts That's the way they are, the treacherous ones With a superficial pious face They sharpen thousands of blades with their words, That stab your chest once you don't vow to be their slave, lifeless Their onus is to grow the "chosen ones" flock Pagans and heretics turn to the "true" belief To mass all nations under their wings Reining in the history without any reward It's hard to walk against the stream But even more dreadful to follow their path Still your life is not secured
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
The desire to grasp and simplify, The substantial simplification of the world around us, Meeting the ability to rule and decide one's own acts, The strong need to divide the ground to ours and theirs. Dissecting all to the allies or enemy side, No shade, no complexity, The fallen and victorious ones, In here are the fair ones, in there the damned, Us and them. All has to be clear like an incision, All following the simple model, The clear geographical border, The reduction of human life to conflicts, Conflicts to single battles, To us and them. Two different and well distinguished rivals, Fallen and victorious, Us and them!
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
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Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
It keeps on going, The never-ending fight Of all cultures of the world. Struggling for all, For the place under the sun, In the world to where we Were born without any endavor From our side, keeping on looking For the meaning inside ourselves All is going under the rules Sacred by centuries The rules of action and reaction, Of the nature laws. In the environment that We live and breed our dreams, Yet so strange to grasp, Out of our comprehension Conquest of a new wave The rule over all souls, Destruction and transformation Of all that was before. Nothing to imperil The evolved way of understanding, No anachronism of a dying world That grabs all in the final breath's agony. The never-ending fight of points of view Not knowing the quintessence That was born from The one and only source of the LIGHT. If a man ever dares to look to the sky, To feel the freezing breath Of the space out there, To feel the heat of the suns Terminating all cultures, Then can only realize life is at one with death..
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
Solitary secrets of our hearts. Wishes never told, captured by their own thoughts. Unerringly we walk towards our destinies The moment when our time is ripe comes silently without warning The moment when we feel the weight of centuries Unavailing hopes, expectations and suffering of people long ago turned to dust At last the peace and rest gets to rule our minds. In this only moment we realize our mission in the universe
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026
Alone when born, in thoughts and wishes, Happiness and fear, pain and delight, Goodness and wickedness, weakness and force None can escape from the heart Everyone will once feel the solitude Wishes dwelling deep inside will never be told We all will once have to plant the tree of life When we are all the home and god to ourselves The tales of our lives will once be all said And we will reach the peace, Our ultimate peace
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Jun 22, 2026