The Suns of Perdition – Chapter IV: To Shadow Zion

The plague has come to rouse forth its rats Sing for Year Zero! Woe betides us all The ashen and the hollowed How might we escape the sentence of gehenna? Doomed as we are to rouse forth our rats Sing for Year Zero! Woe betide us all The sick and the sallowed How might we escape the judgement of gehenna? Doomеd as we are to rouse forth its rats Sing for Yеar Zero! The plague will come to rouse forth its rats Again and again Until we're given nothing- forever We'll have ourselves to blame Before a dying god Where might the thieving rats burrow? When a titan falls, a Judas hangs The plague has come to rouse forth its rats Sing for Year Zero! Woe betides us all The haggard and the haunted How might we escape the sentence of gehenna? Doomed as we are To rouse forth our rats Sing for Year Zero! The plague will come To exact its revenge Before the fall Give them nothing- forever Who then stands to gain? Before a dying god Where might the thieving rats burrow? In heaven, or in hell on Earth? Another flood is coming To wash away the excess of a golden age There is no way back from this place alive If we dare to stand where better men died At the terminus of unfreedom Is a chorus of teeth impotently gnashing Reeking in excrement and filth Like grains of draining sand to the hourglass Have we passed this event horizon? Did the age of free will end? Has the will of the world collapsed? Take a look at what you've done If we are but meaningless animals in a meaningless place Who are we to question the Lord thy God? "Men must endure there going hence. Even as their coming hither. Ripeness is all." Doomed as we are Must the cowards among us Lead us to war? Doomed as we are With the gallows above us And our shadows below Doomed as we are Must the cowards among us Lead us to war? Doomed as we are In heaven and hell on earth The plague has come to rouse forth its rats Sing for Year Zero! Woe betides us all The ashen and the hollowed How might we escape the sentence of gehenna? They yearn for what they fear They fear for what they yearn And there time, too, will come

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026

Beyond the shifting sands Is an odium to an unknown god And behind a murderous tide Is a fawning christ on the other side Give it life, give it more Lay another wreath down for Mother War Unto the ages of ages Give it time Beyond the shifting sands Is an odium to an unknown god And behind his murderous tide Is a fawning christ on the other side Give it life, give it form Feed the gaping mouth of the stellarvore The dead will soon be yours Give it time Imagine this, if you will Upon the straight and narrow A paragon of disharmony Whеre one can only dream Evеntually the tide breaks Into the longest of shadows The saeculum turns The candle burns at both ends Chaos is not the exception Into the longest of shadows The saeculum turns The king will kill his jester And too, our instincts to laugh Our first emancipation; Arisen in vain In a world as written by liars The words will come when they ought to Into the longest of shadows When the saeculum turns Into the longest of shadow The saeculum turns And the storm will be perfect Beyond the shifting sands Is an odium to an unknown god And behind a murderous tide Is a fawning christ on the other side Give it life, give it more Lay another wreath down for Mother War Unto the ages of ages Give it time

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026

Flesh remembers but time forgets For the last survivors Are the first for whom they came What use is flesh without a skin to shed? What good is time absent a dream to die? As God made them As sin marred them Glory rejects them On the Eighth Day The LORD created suffering If you seek the devils to till the earth You need only look around you Rome. Byzantium. Carthage Into the rubble Again, the survivors guilt Is the Taboric Light How might we hide from The cauldron of fire? The holy birth of violence Each age must pay a price for indifference You needn‘t look any further The universe is wrought with their works The Somme. Donbas. Stalingrad A Wagnerian echo Again, survivor‘s guilt Is the Taboric Light How might we hide from The cauldron of fire; Mankind‘s natural sickness We‘ll heed no din for a battle The blood beats cold in the blink of an eye Feign consent to thrust upon the governed Across the broad side of Occam‘s Razor Et in Arcadia ego A false refuge is the tempest to come Final is the call to dominate the other Until we breathe the sound of Occam‘s Fucking Razor As God made them As sin marred them Glory rejects them

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026

“He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.” Here lie the wages of war From the womb, to the grave of thine own The broken arm of the Atlas points To Shadow Zion Hope dies last for the afterbirth of creation Who loathe the sun to rise At Shadow Zion Here lie the diamonds of death Mined with the hands of thine own With pleasure in our surrender At Shadow Zion Here, we'll see how deep the rot runs When there is nothing left to die At Shadow Zion There is no turning back Once we have surrendered the fire Here lie the rivers of blood That flow from the sons of thine own Where True North points To Shadow Zion This place yields the horrors of the world In its absolute collapse At Shadow Zion Doomsayer, what say you? Is the creation's a final purpose With which to sorrow Doomsayer, have you heard the clarion call? It is our nature, after all Has there ever been and doubt That it would ultimately come to this At the earth-dividing line Where a star once shined As this shoreless void Has been reduced to nothing Here, Earth's last picture is painted They will come crawling Like maggots from the rot Nature takes back everything And redefines life And when the pendulum reaches The peak of its arc There will be only one truth And it's the bitter one Doomsayer, what say you? Is this creation's a final purpose With which to sorrow Doomsayer, have you heard the clarion call? It is our nature, after all Somewhere a star once shined But its light has failed And the world has grown cold Somewhere a child cries out in the distance Disinherited, abandoned and alone And a vulture rears its rabid eyes This is where earth's last picture is painted I suppose It's as good as any Has there ever been any doubt That it would ultimately come to this At the earth-dividing line Where a star once shined "The dog returns to his vomit And the sow returns to her mire And the poor fool's bandaged finger Goes wabbling back to the fire." Before you die upon your cross There is an ending to everything That redefined life And when the pendulum reaches The peak of its arc There will only be one truth And it's a bitter one They will come crawling Like maggots from the rot Nature takes back everything And redefines life And when the pendulum reaches The peak of its arc There will only be one truth (And it's a bitter one) Somewhere a star once shined But its light has failed And the world has grown cold Somewhere a child cries out in the distance Disinherited, abandoned and alone And a vulture rears its rabid eyes This is where earth's last picture is painted I suppose It's as good as any Somewhere, a new sun rises But all our graves go unvisited in the end At Shadow Zion

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026