Prayers to Oblivion
Dig the trenches Dig your own graves A vile panorama Of human misery A series of follies Spurred on by greed Millions now cheering Shall be drowned in the flood How could a single bullet Spill oceans of blood Screams of horses Screams of men Shrapnel maelstrom Melting skin Inches gained And inches gone An entire generation lost Buried in the trenches Scheming behind their closed doors Preparing to unleash hell Plotting thе course of the war And win greatеr glories for themselves Architects of genocide Twisting the hands of fate Summoning the masses to abide Infecting their minds with hate Wading through a cesspool Of blood and human filth Rats are feasting on the dead Shelters fill with fire Soldiers crying for their mothers Mortars shrieking overhead The very air is poison The wind a constant roar Necrosis sets into the feet A symphony of murder Death sings his lullaby They drift into eternal sleep Into eternal sleep Mouths that babble horrors Endless lives are spent A cacophony of pain Lost on foreign soil Forgotten in the earth Never to see home again The whistle breaks the silence Beholding No Man’s Land Thousands rush to meet their end When it’s brother killing brother Who can claim the victory The slaughter of ten million men Of ten million men Prayers of the dying Howls of defeat Caught in the inferno No path to retreat Screams of horses Screams of men Shrapnel maelstrom Melting skin Inches gained And inches gone An entire generation lost Buried in the trenches Will it end quickly No time to repent Will we ascend or Endure ceaseless punishment Why did we suffer So long ago Who will remember What we fought for Dig the trenches Dig your own graves
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
Choking, gasping, blackish blue Clamor, the church bells ring Miasmic horror, Spanish flu Fly with death’s black wings Creeping through shadows Born on the wind Millions lay prostrate From an enemy unseen The war was a prelude For the nightmare to come Sparing the eldest And consuming the young Like a thief in the night Or Prospero’s Guest On the heels of the battle It spread from the west The prayers and the vigils Won’t keep it at bay Reveling at nightfall Struck down by day Screaming for mercy Pleading with God Tearing your garments Heaving with blood The streets becamе barren And shrouded in gloom The churchеs were emptied And silent as the tomb The death toll was endless They could not be saved With stench overwhelming They were interred in mass graves From this vile Contagion You cannot hide Roll the dice And find out Who’s next to die From this vile Contagion You cannot hide Roll the dice And find out Who’s next to die Creeping through shadows Born on the wind Millions lay prostrate From an enemy unseen Choking, gasping, blackish blue Clamor, the church bells ring Miasmic horror, Spanish flu Fly with death’s black wings
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
The crown and the harrow alike Are heirs to this same fate The garlanded tombs will crumble As the epitaphs are worn away Our names and deeds erased From the memory of this world From graves long forgotten Our voices scream in silence By plague, famine and sword Or the creeping passage of years In Sheol's Stygian halls Both wayward and just shall be gathered here Mouldering in the hidden crypts Beneath the cathedral floors August in their cerements Their names become obscure The galleons in the ocean's deep Forever lost from view And the mighty names that have shaped the earth Shall be forgotten too Vanity of vanities Nothing of men will last There is no remembrance Of the generations past Nothing new under the sun All things remain the same Humanity is here and gone Only the earth remains What has been will always be For in knowledge there is grief What has been will always be For in knowledge there is grief Like ashes scattered by the winds Or the crest of a wave at sea Man's life is a flickering flame Caught betwixt two eternities Our names and deeds erased From the memory of this world From graves long forgotten Our voices scream in silence In silence
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
Everywhere and nowhere, encircled all around Shot, stabbed and strangled, buried alive or drowned Fight until the last man, they shall break your will Your napalm will not stop them, bomb them and they'll rebuild Cleanse all the earth from infection Route all your troops from their lands Just like the French and the Chinese Shame and defeat by their hands You'll never see them coming, you'll never hear a sound Vanishing into the thick to tunnel underground Cities are on fire on this holiest of days For every one of them you kill ten more will take their place Grim are the fortunes of warfare Small are the odds to survive Doom waits for all the invaders Soon they shall be unified From the darkness they will strike Show no mercy, end your lives Silent down the hidden trails Obscured from enemy sight Starving and anguished they'll never stop Striving both day and night Mothers and daughters are torn apart Fathers and sons are lost Failure is not an option now Triumph at any cost When victory is at hand will they truly be free Have they traded masters here to suffer by their decree Only those who have never fought speak of winning or loss Destruction is their only friend, death wins all wars Everywhere and nowhere, encircled all around Shot, stabbed and strangled, buried alive or drowned Grim are the fortunes of warfare Small are the odds to survive Doom waits for all the invaders Soon they shall be unified From the darkness, they will strike Show no mercy, end your lives
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026
At the break of dawn Fires rained from the sky The command was simple Leave none alive The screams seemed endless As the children cried Herded for slaughter They watched their mothers die Whence comes this madness Born of impotent rage The daughters ravaged And the monk was slain What devilry Works in the hearts of men To twist their minds towards evil In so short a span Horror on hell’s doorstep Massacre at My Lai In a hail of gunfire Bodies trampled in the mud Beneath the weight of the dying Suffocating on blood With sordid pleasure They struck down all in their path The newborn and the elders None exempt from their wrath The soldiers took turns But not content with violations With knives and bayonets They worked ghastly mutilations The homes were turned to cinders The animals lay still Only a remnant of mourners For the five hundred that were killed Returning from the war A withered shadow of a man You live upon regret The actions were so simple The training came to fore As your “mind just went” Faces of the dead Staring in the dark Fingers clawing at your flesh Everyday seems endless The years just melt away The nights are without rest Unpunished by the laws of men Yet imprisoned in your mind When you took the lives of the innocent Was it your own self that died The drugs won’t stop the nightmares Your pleas can’t stifle the screams “These are the photos of those I’ve killed On display as tokens of my guilt” When the fifes and drums are played And the calls for war begin Know that this has happened once And will happen yet again Just another footnote In the history of man’s crimes Nineteen hundred and sixty eight In the village of My Lai Returning from the war A withered shadow of a man You live upon regret The actions were so simple The training came to fore As your “mind just went” Faces of the dead Staring in the dark Fingers clawing at your flesh Everyday seems endless The years just melt away The nights are without rest A stray bullet Or the hand of God Are the sins of the father Visited upon the son Shuttered in the dark Far from the haunt of men You pulled the trigger And none mourned your death At the break of dawn Fires rained from the sky They did their duty And left none alive What devilry Works in the hearts of men To twist their minds towards evil Since the world began Horror on hell’s doorstep Massacre at My Lai
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jun 16, 2026