Ephemeral
Instrumental
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Witches possessed<br/> Even their deaths deluded<br/> They have been wolves and dogs<br/> And laid in eggshells<br/> Past in the air more than a thousand miles<br/> All in a night the enemy of mankind<br/> All powerful but false<br/> And falsehood confident<br/> Bracken burnt, left to lay<br/> Ungodly manner though not untimely<br/> A final home not resting final<br/> And what dread lays before life?<br/> To sow the seeds mark no regret<br/> And appraise the master with horns<br/> Throats and wrists the gift of the day<br/> Sickened by the horrid stench thereof<br/> Hence they lie in wait to devour men<br/> Moved with hatred for justice<br/> Wishing untold secrets upon brothers and sisters<br/> The world is but a vacant burial ground...<br/> <br/> In the devil's mill of discord
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Designers of the primordial<br/> architects of my tortured existence<br/> speak of songless skies<br/> In sheltered darkness I prepare<br/> <br/> For the first time the ones in the waters<br/> are channeling my sundered spirit<br/> They arise in moonlit wings<br/> spiralling into the age of the sea<br/> <br/> Choirs of dormant stars<br/> carry within the blood dead ancient messengers<br/> forever ansorbed into fragments<br/> like olden ashes cast into the wind<br/> <br/> And the final fractured shadows embrace me<br/> Spectres that sleep in dust<br/> at the place of eternal dissolution<br/> where the purity of their wombs are raped<br/> and hope dies
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
I stand in a mist at a grey cold<br/> as the blood from these veins<br/> Now as rivers bleed<br/> into the crust of the earth<br/> The last gift, the death<br/> and rebirth...<br/> Like the ancient foretold<br/> Old hands that carved<br/> covered by ivory dust in tongues of old<br/> raised by the voice of man<br/> Carried by the wind, forever echoed<br/> My death brings<br/> Knowing as he who died before<br/> Pass vice to he who died behind me<br/> Bleeding upon the earth<br/> Man bleeds, the earth drinks<br/> Burn this foreign belief, foreign way of life<br/> <br/> All that is all
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Bind thee to he of the natural darkness<br/> He is of the abysmal eternal<br/> I draw his sign with thy blood<br/> and stir the atmospheres<br/> My pose is my offering of thy commitment<br/> Ancient morbidity<br/> Thy darkest desires shall come true<br/> Thy self sacrifice to the all<br/> As all become thee<br/> Imperial<br/> The dark eternal<br/> Him<br/> Salute<br/> <br/> The life is trash<br/> Morbid mind morbid soul<br/> State of grey like the world you see around you<br/> The dissolution of god<br/> The bane of every man's woe<br/> cries of burdening salvation... for what?<br/> <br/> My life will bear no means<br/> Death at the end<br/> My grave old and nameless<br/> My hole in the cold soil<br/> Old memories from a past life<br/> Morbid legacy<br/> Truth unfurled<br/> <br/> The dark is so cold<br/> Impenetrable dark eternal<br/> The sea of tides are changing<br/> I have learnt the tongue of the old<br/> I am not of this time<br/> Time without space<br/> Space without end<br/> <br/> I know the dark halls of time<br/> I know the corridors of obscurity<br/> I have read the secrets that lie in the sky<br/> And felt the soil of my rest
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
My death<br/> is my gift to myself?<br/> Within these dark days<br/> they pass within the circle of night<br/> <br/> Smell the rot<br/> of this once fragile life<br/> Feel my stench<br/> <br/> Stirring in the four winds<br/> Hear these words<br/> My final curtain call<br/> This human coil stench<br/> <br/> To see inside my head<br/> the cold soil of my rest is calling<br/> The dark it plays its song for me<br/> No church halls sing at my pyre<br/> As no angels dance above for me<br/> As my last breath sings<br/> It's a lonely tone into silence
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Instrumental
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026