All Your Gods Have Gone
We are born into shackles. Shallow waters. What have we done to deserve this inhumane, barren chaos? Broken by your contradictions. Devoured to bone, we generate the cracks. Chase your roots with courage. Go beyond. Reject the norm. Follow your compassion through the storm. Rely on none but you. Reclaim yourself. We are shadows of our true human nature. Dig through your shell and remember. Buried in dust, we resurrect the sun. Chase your roots with courage. Go beyond. Reject the norm. Follow your compassion through the storm. We are.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Try to open your mind. Open your centre. Open your conscience. Break the consensus. Try to open your mind. Enlightened sun pulls me into hallowed sky. Closer. Overjoyed, reappeared. Guide my way home. Crawl out from your ungodly shackles. Pray until you see all your gods have gone. Away from your eyes. Ran to the ground. It's all up to you now. Arise. Thrive. I grow. Trust your instinct. Your courage. We’re all here with purpose. The disappearing of order will shape your eternal world. In tempered skies, hold your ground. In dark red times, rely. Feel. Be aware of forked tongues. By your side. Revere your vision. Persevere. Try to open your mind. Open your centre. Open your mind’s eye. Open your conscience. Break the consensus. Desire.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Out of the unparalleled divine, I nail one foot back to the ground. To be the author of a world reborn. I have seen the essence of the core. Still lingering in crashing waves. Into a dream unknown. Beyond the norm. Maker, where do I start? Speak in truth. Bold and humbled. Never long for outward skies. Hold your pride, ancient sun child of the gods. Shine with all your might. You, older than the soil. More than form and desire. Child, bearer of the gift in the light of a quiet sun. I pray to outgrow my skin. All returns once more into the source. I long.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026