Origins
Woad and iron stain the threads An unfinished portrait of man Canvas brushed by the breath Of the carnyx scoring our wrath I answer the call
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
So far From the world they’ve known They’ll march Immortal landscapes carved in stone So far From the glory the future holds We part Ways with them ‘fore their story’s told Each evening and each dawn We know they carry on In spirit and in song In light of days long gone Each page they’ve spilled upon An image now redrawn Still, they must live on Still, they must live on
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
With each god’s favor and the blessings of the sun Earth is waiting to be taken, new worlds to be won The thunder’s drumming keeps us steady in our march Sons and daughters of a world from which we cannot part The air Is painted with their blood We share Only what they can take from us
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Erase Remake In an image we’ll recall A thread is pulled and a world unravelled falls Pieced back together out of order or not at all Our past disfigured by those around which it revolves Never to know The worlds forgotten in the tales that we rewrote Never to face Ourselves again as we all assimilate Never to know The places left behind that we called home Never to face Ourselves again as, from the world, we are erased
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
I’m a free man At the feet of a giant Head above the clouds Making myths where his shadow’s cast Beauty matched only by the dreams Of those to whom the ground’s too far to lean Beyond the walls, where they’ve never seen A moment more vibrant than any they’ve conceived
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
A lesson etched in the legends we’ve all come to forget Faded upon a mountain’s bones These monuments are all that echoes from their lineage Impressed upon a mind of stone
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025