Adversus

I, the ancient philosopher Has laid his hands on your shoulders I welcome you, the tired and misunderstood Release yourself from this hell that is all your own Fear not fire or brimstone Fear idle hands and minds Fear not phantoms or wraiths Fear the plains that shine Mirrors your heart End this harping of the same old chords Torment awaits for those who linger in the past Reverence is the virtue of the damned End this journey in his field His permeating cold field Lift the mist from of your minds Surrender to the domain of the soul End your existence in this realm Cease to be the object of ridicule I, the ancient philosopher Has laid his hands on your shoulders I welcome you, the tired and misunderstood Release yourself from this hell that is all your own

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025

Roam in the domains sublime Explore the mysteries of conception Gaze upon the mesmerizing hollow Absurd as anything you ever saw Smell the organic, divine vapours Like euphoria it feels Taste the stream of forces Touch the walls of higher dimensions Like glass it rings Listen to its eerie harmonies Like sirens it sound Watch the flow of time Like water it flows Feel your ties to the elements Like an entity divine Leave this self-imposed abattoir Free from torment and derision Be held in acclaim Like water it purges Hear my call to you Cast away your twisted chains Soar on your phoenix wings Take my outstretched hand

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Der skimtar eg landet Der ute ular vinden Dit kjem ingen for aa kvila Der ber den doemde si siste boenn Snart kjem han ned fraa fjellet Blod frys I skrekk paa frostklar natt Alltid ute av syne, men soev gjer han aldri Mot han som ikkje kastar skugge dug ikkje staal Ristas blodoern skal han Som fer med loegn Steinast skal han Som flyktar mot fjell Flaaast skal han Som freistar mot lys Fortaerast av eld Skal han som fer med svik Han kjem kledd I svart

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

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Does he guide the ones that are astray Does he offer peace for those who pray Does he walk with those in the shade Does he tend to the light that now shall fade Does he walk with those in the shade I, the itinerant mentor Offer guidance and relief For you who meander through This labyrinth that is life I, the glow of the sun Hurls the vapor away The mist that makes The night even darker His shade that makes you all shiver The freezing cold of his stare For you who knew nothing but fear There is nothing for you in here On this cold northern winter night On the winter plains so white You reach out with your frostbit hands Feel your mind transcend Out of this world I, the voice in the winds Hear me roar through the woods I, the storm that crush the giants The storm that leave the small standing

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

Einsam og forlatt ligg eg Og hoeyrer vinden kviskre om krigaraand Meir og meir driv mitt sinn mot nord For vinden farar aldri med loegn Me skal ikkje la oss blende Inn I skogen naar ikkje lyset Me skal ikkje la oss blende Mot vinden fraa nord ma sjoel lyset vike Mot nor og kulda vendar me oss Berre der kan me finna fred I ei verd der skaparen driv med haan Er kulda din ven Til den evige me overgjer oss Her endar ei oerkeslaus vandring Til jord kjem me aldri attende Me skal vakna ein betre stad

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Stare into the white eyes Thrust yourself into the field Permeate through space and time Tear the almighty strings Welcome to the endless void An existence defined not by pain Symmetric in all its shades of grey Ruled by the sovereign ghost The soul he bestowed upon you Adhered into a single abstract O’ the hate you all nurtured inside Merely a faint memory now You are all but ancient beings now The storm has settled now Feel no obligation to be concerned Fear not what has become of home The syntrophism between mankind And the old man is severed now Contemplate while you fade away Did he act like a redeemer Lost in the endless void

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

Frostvinden siv inn I marg og bein Maanen haanar meg med sitt kalde blikk Med ei sjel lyst I bann Tek eg plass med drei doemde Enn om eg har vandra pa utroedd sti Enn om eg driv I nordavindens vold Enn om eg har kryssa iskaldt hav Vandrar eg framleis mot moerkets domene

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

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