Within the Prophecy

Down the spiral staircase into darkness beyond an endless web of hopelessness, a forlorn and lonely song The vultures silent eyeing, for the first meal of the day The mad ones tortured eyes from insanity never stray In the dark recesses of the pit, walls are damp and cold Prisoner stares deranged with fears both new and old Brain has but one use now, to torment the captives mind Body void of use now, it is like a vision to the blind The soul if freed could flee the pit, and walk above the pain And once again delight in warm sun and cooling rain Reality away now, smile glances on sad lips whilst glimpsing at the world before returning to the pit

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 12, 2025

World in madness, doors shut tight Blind oppression keeping out the light Power twisted, throughout years of misuse Seeds of our feeedom waiting to take root Buildings grey, as architects minds Laughing children left far behind Fields now gone, room only for schools Learning is none with books mere rules People in lines afraid to step out Whisper of tongues, too tied to shout Ticket to death, reaper at the wheel Never to stop until we learn how to feel World in madness, doors broken down Sight of the wise throwing light all around Power gives way to freedom of choice Bound hands freed with mind and voice

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 12, 2025

Deep in the abyss, for years entombed they have lain Long through the timeless mists, they are like the ghosts of the slain Engulfed by darkness, they have awaited to rise above all is their laughter, as the world weeps and dies Through chance after chance, more mistakes are made Dormant in the wilderness, on our minds they have preyed Now the cry from the darklands, burns down deep in our souls Spirits crying for sanctuary as their evil takes hold At the hour of the dawn, they eclipsed the sun from a blackened sky, now both man and beast run from their shadow no shelter from their anger no peace From the heavens no mercy, on destruction they feast Now the land that is left, it is polluted and drained Trees bear no fruit now, the soil it yields no grain With the beat of great wings, the wind it rages the earth Now all evil is cleansed as we await the rebirth

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 12, 2025

World is spinning, down into decay Light slowly fading, purple through to grey Mother crying raindrops, sweet tears The final judgement, we realize our fears Children are crying, unborn babies scream The nightmare we made, has finished off our dream Oceans are calling, fertile lands now drown Sun getting nearer, earth scorched black/brown Smoke rising around us, senses searching for the light We're loving each other, but now it's too late Fire blinds our eyes, heat burns our minds Singing the final song, that man has written for mankind

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 12, 2025

Why is life so precious, when living is but shreds of joy and pain, of loss and gain, of torment and resent Hanging on a cliff edge, we are clawing for a hold The weak are pushed, the strong held back, the quiet cowed by the bold More rain than sunshine, the warm outdoes the cold Safety in numbers, but now we're all alone I'm stretching out my arms now, I'm yearning for your love Mist is all around us now, dark shadows fly above. The cold can kill you, your body keeps me warm We survey the view now, in the cold light of the dawn Out on the cliff edge. moss clings so easily But now it's not so easy for the likes of you and me

Submitted by Nargaroth — Nov 12, 2025

Thought, closes his mind, fear down deep within Cold, hands of terror, time, now it begins Tearing inside, as alive, but entombed Hands, grasping his throat, choking, starting to drown Screams, no-one can hear, reality, he's all alone Tearing inside, as alive, but entombed Breaking free from the grip, fear, annuled by the light Usurper, now is denied, his eyes, it is only a respite

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Nov 12, 2025

Brighter than the golden, warmer than the sun Lost in depths black murkey, as the warriors spirit gone The eagle flies with sight so keen, the jewel it hopes to see That is lost and can't be found, search for eternity Old and wise the guru's pace long held solemnity The preachers prayers are on deaf ears, myth or reality? A crying child, no hope to calm, now vain all efforts be That is lost and can't be found, search for eternity Crowding every corner, with the prizes of knowledge Creating lonely wastes, with empty ignorance Filling time with reason, dismissing wonder endlessly That is lost and can't be found, search for eternity The sonata of the whale, music for the sailors dance Hunter and the hunted, whose paths are crossed by chance Lovers cries in ecstacy, as one they hope to be that is lost and can't be found, search for eternity Me the hightest peaks must see, deepest waters they have drowned Four corners of the earth, forever to go round The empty void, so deep inside, our pain for all to see That is lost and can't be found, search for eternity

Submitted by Immortal — Nov 12, 2025