Tracks From the Wilderness

Down from the glen came the marching men With their shields and their swords To fight the fight they believed to be right To overthrow the overlords. To the towns where there was plenty They brought plunder, swords and flame When they left the town was empty And the children would never play again. From the graves I heard the fallen Above the battle cry By the bridge near the border There were many born to die Then onward over the mountain And outward toward the sea They come to claim the Emerald Without it they could not leave.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 08, 2025

I stare at fading visions now much fainter than before Of the faces gathered round me and the clock upon my wall My loved-ones stand in mourning but the china timepiece laughs As it counts away the seconds (it knows all things must pass...) From darkness into light Still in my mind but out of sight. No longer held by space and time I cross the fine dividing line... That separates the dear departed from their final breath The moment when my weary soul is born again in death No longer flesh my carnal cage can keep me here no more I leave my cell of shadows for a brighter room next door. I fracture the shell of this solitary hell Embrace the unknown as my friend Mortal barriers falling (the white light is calling) This wheel of life spins without end. So up from the ashes a pheonix I rise On a cord of fine silver my tired spirit flies To a 'quickening' foetus (the new infant cries) A bright spark ignites with each old flame that dies. The cycle continues - incarnate once more I embark on a journey I've travelled before. I separate the dear departed from their final breath, The moment when your weary soul is born again in death No longer flesh your carnal cage can keep you here no more You leave your cell of shadows for a brighter room next door.

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

To whom it may concern (whoever that may be) For I can think of no-one who has shown concern for me. My last will and testament I now bequeath To all those I trusted (to those who deceived me) Though by hope deserted of this I am sure That where I am going you'll hurt me no more. While your plotting my downfall I'm planning my wake Still you're trying to see how much more I can take In this game that we're playing I know I can't win And my dreams have all ended before they begin. One for the wish that would never come true Two for the kisses betraying a fool Three for the life that was my bed of nails For there's only one answer when all else fails. I fear I have been here too long for my own good Outstaying my welcome when all the time I should Have heeded my heart when it said take your bow But I'm sadder and wiser and listening now. In this life that you're leading you're fooling yourself If you think you are better than anyone else So shed not your tears for me now pretty child For when I was crying - remember, you smiled. The knife that I'm holding was never as sharp As the words from your cruel lips that punctured my heart Tell me where was your friendship in my hour of need When you stood and you laughed while watching me bleed? One for the wish that would never come true Two for the kisses betraying a fool Three for the life that was my bed of nails For there's only one answer when all else fails. Don't talk to me of loneliness - don't speak to me of tears For I have had enough of both to last a thousand years "If music be the food of love" then let a famine rage To starve my childish innocence before it comes of age. One for the wish that would never come true Two for the kisses betraying a fool Three for the life that was my bed of nails For there's only one answer when all else fails. I beg you forgive me - I apologise For wasting your time with such lengthy goodbyes But as I depart - unto destiny kneel I pray that one day you will know how I feel. Goodbye.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

There's a "Fat Cat" sitting in a Caddilac Riding ten feet off the floor Who says "I used to do a little, but I couldn't get enough And so a little got more and more." Well I've nothing to show for all these years - But it still makes me smile That the ones you always hear the most Say nothing that's worthwhile. No gold, no frankincense or myrrh we bring Just faith and this "burnt offering" So raise your voice with mine and sing A hymn to long lost causes. [CHORUS:] Pledge allegiance to pretence The white flag of indifference You sought a grail forged of fools gold And on the quest your souls were sold. Living the life of milk and honey I bet it tastes real sweet Now the "chicks" are queueing cus They all want screwing down on Institution street. Does it feel so cool when you act The fool with "Charlie", "H" and "E"? Well to my way of thinking there's A whole lot of nothing where your Brains should be. This planet burns and you couldn't really care That your head (unlike the Earth) is full of air If there's anybody in there - time has come to face the real world [REPEAT CHORUS] They're walking tall yet heading nowhere Shouting loud but saying nothing So empty-headed, hollow hearted Tell me how this farce got started If there's anybody in there - time has come to face the real world. [REPEAT CHORUS]

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

She came down from the Western Hills when we were not prepared I turned deaf ears to words of warning now I'm running scared. Casting caution to the wind now that the cat's away I say my grace - fill my face (then for forgiveness pray). Gon knows I was an honest man - the same as any other Who loved his wife - worked all his life to keep his family Until the 'beast' that never sleeps beneath my silken covers Reared its head and bit its thumb at my morality. [Chorus:] Her passion for passion - it will devour Cruel are the thorns of this delicate flower Her lust for lust - it will consume A siren song summons all men to their doom. She whispered of her innocence - (a plea I must contest) While baptising helpless sinners with a missionary zest She will exorcise your demons - then exercise your thighs Await your 'second-coming' with a hunger in her eyes. Her sweetmeats are the souls of men - she'll gorge herself to bursting And for yours her heart is thirsting - as a spider craves a fly No mortal man could ever hope to suit her as a suitor Sh'll rewrite the Kama Sutra if you'd care to watch her try. [Repeat Chorus] I reach for heaven - desire drags me down When fools choose their king I'll be heir to that crown A strange kind of madness I cannot condone If you are without sin come cast the first stone.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

I'll sing to you of days departed, Times when men proud and stouthearted carved their names on history's bloody Page, The corpse of chivalry long dead Is turning in his loamy bed indignant at your new 'enlightened' age White-collared knights at boardroom tables dream their own financial fables, Fight to make their incomes larger--mounted on their 'credit charges.' Held within the safety of this mundane existence-- Facing endless grey Mondays of dull nine to fives, We all climb the social ladder with a dogged persistence, Forging chains we shall carry for the rest of our lives. We cannot see through clothes may maketh man they cannot give us shelter-- On this mortal helter-skelter if our loyalties are torn, Between the values we believe in and the egos we are feeding-- We stand all together naked as the day we were born. And so cast off the lies that are our lives and find the truth within. SKYCLAD--the veil has lifted, SKYCLAD--now I see through, SKYCLAD--your mask of illusion, SKYCLAD--to the fake that is you. Financial wizards read their spells from filofaxes Concrete hells of their own making pass for Avalon. These men self-made by shrewd investing spend their weekends child-molesting, Lost in 'green-belt' dreams they do no wrong. Your mortgage payment rocket-- Like your blood pressure rising, Executive stresses are the dragons you fight. In your Armani armour you are practically shining, So have no code of honour--you must always be right. Just give me a simple life--my tastes are not demanding, And whatever life may hand me I'll accept it with good grace; For I'm just a simple lad with few ideas about my station, So ale and song will apt suffice to keep me in my place. How can you know the cost of everything yet never see its worth? If you think because you've paid the piper you should call the tune-- Well think again my friend life is a gain of chance, By Fate's command we win or lose, But still retain the right to choose If we should stumble on--or shed our cares and dance SKYCLAD--the veil has lifted, SKYCLAD--no I see through, SKYCLAD--your mask of illusion, SKYCLAD--to the fake that is you. You charge each other for the time and breath it takes to say 'good morning,' But the truth is slowly dawning--things are getting out of hand, We all pursue our shattered dreams along the roads to our own ruin-- Watch our empires sink and wash away like castles made of sand. And so cast off the lies that are your lives and find the truth within

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025