At the Dawn of War

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And now we've gathered for the battles that lie ahead Rumours of war have reached the borders of our lands From the northern lands, our army of the falcon hailed We pledged our sword to our noble King To whom our banner we raised He has amassed a great force of such vastness The world has not seen in all times For a great threat has come to us The black armies of the lord of death As we hailed our old brethren from the western shores The eastern horse riders arrived But we saw no sign of our southern kin; We wondered if they already died All captains have joined the King in his pavilion To discuss the war at hand The light of early dawn already broke the night When our captain informed us we were going south "Last night a falcon arrived With a message from the southern army It seems their retreat has been cut off - They now stand with their backs against the wall If we do not act quickly They soon will be defeated We must hurry before it's too late If not for them, we would long be dead Now it's time to repay our ancestor's debts." If only half of the rumours were true That would mean we would be sent to a slaughter Although we don't fear death We don't want to die in vain "We'll face a great host of enemy soldiers But don't despair, my noble men For we don't go to war alone Our King has a great army coming from the east; We'll meet them along the way." We've heard of such an army But we thought it was just a phantom story Told by crazed old men who lost their wits But if it's true, then the victory Would be ours for the taking Now we just wonder: What are we still doing here?

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 14, 2026

The horde of destruction came riding on the storm and left my serenity slowly to rot. This once so bright future now frozen in pain, a deep dark sadness solemnly rose. Paralyzed crawling in this struggle unseen, I felt down, exhausted, and entered a dream. I awoke and gazed through the mist and the rain, a gloomy cold landscape, the new dwelling for me. Forgotten dwelling in this struggle unseen, a breathless whisper from out of a dark path in mind. A veil of cold laughter now covers this pain, the black storms returned and I freely go in. With this vision of pain, now I march on to war. Reality sharpened and willing to fight. New strength burns in me, decided to go. My fist clenches cold steel, as we hailed our liege. Hail! Hail! Voiceless screaming – sleepless dreaming, tearless crying – breathless sighing. “And there in a distance, in the forest bare and cold, “ the pale beauty strays to find me nevermore.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

Silently we marched through forests and marshes Our arrows waiting on our bows My men, grim and prepared for the fight A pale army of soldiers Yes, we're marching to war To war Advance to war, banners high, towards our destiny Advance to war, towards our destiny With past battles on our minds We wander towards the battlefields The glorious battlefield And then we reached the treeline of the enchanted forest And there on heather fields a great battle was at hand Standing and gazing at the frontline of the battle A furious warcry filled the sky Advance to war, banners high, towards our destiny Advance to war, towards our destiny And although many have fallen and many will fall in this ancient battle Our captain blew on the horn and roared out loud, "At the tips of our swords, they will only find death!" Death Death Death

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

We are besieged by our enemies Their armies have gathered around us; A great host of horses, chariots and men We can't live through such a vast number Will we fall to the might of our enemies? We are outnumbered and outclassed If we surrender they might show us mercy "And live at the cost of everything? " No. Surrender is not an option Have you not taken heed to the promises of old? Have you already forgotten what was told? Raise your head and look on the mountains Those with us are far more than those against us Our King has sent his best to our aid So we will not fall to the might of our enemy Don't you see the vast army of fiery horses and chariots? I pray your eyes will be opened So your despair will flee."

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 14, 2026

We had grown tired of this endless war. We thought it was time to leave and to govern ourselves. Fearing punishment for our betrayal, we asked our old enemies to defend our cities. They kept the King’s forces at bay, but it had cost us all we ever had. After they had consumed most of our stock, they forced our children to serve as their soldiers in the war, from which we only tried to escape. “We saw the smoke rising “ from beyond the forest’s canopy The sight made our hearts fill with sorrow. So many lives wasted, in spite of our warnings. Could we have done more to keep them from leaving?” On our search for independence we lost all the freedom we once had. We are now little more than slaves in our own country, cheated into a life of misery. “We saw the smoke rising “ from beyond the forest’s canopy The sight made our hearts fill with sorrow. So many lives wasted, in spite of our warnings. Could we have done more to keep them from leaving?

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

A falcon was sent into the air by his master, to begin his hunt for food. With firm beats of his wings he ascended into the sky to begin his search. There his eyes spotted far below him a black figure stirring in the depths. Circling high up in the sky, the falcon awaited the best moment to strike. With great speed the falcon dove upon his prey, his wings folded to reduce the drag of the winds. The prey didn’t notice the threat from above, when all of a sudden his sight went black. Sharp talons piercing the flesh, death came swiftly. There was no way to escape. The slain bird was heavier then he expected. The falcon couldn’t maintain his altitude. He felt reluctant to let go of his prey, but the threat of sharp rocks was at hand. Then a southern wind went through the air… Drifting on the warm current, carried by the wind, the falcon quickly climbed again. He shot through the sky over the forest, when he heard his master’s call. In return the falcon gave a shriek as an answer to his name. His master wondered what the falcon was carrying, the large black shadow he firmly held. The black raven is dead. He has killed himself a black raven An unusual prey for a falcon, but still the black raven is dead.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

Loyalty, a fading memory of the past The spies of our enemy are within our ranks Sowing dissension, inciting revolt Their poison spreads like a plague Blinded to the deception of our enemy They deny his existence All houses are rising against each other The unity of the early days is gone The unity of our glory days is gone Only a few loyal remaining at our side Too few to conquer But enough to pose a threat Forever loyal to our cause we fight until the bitter end In the wake of our steadfast spirits The hearts of many men are rekindled As we charge on the boundaries of our existence New armies are mustered to our cause

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 14, 2026

A gentle wind, that rustles the leaves, is whispering in my ear A bright moon gazes at me through the forest's canopy, lighting my path Wandering through the forest, I marvel at it's beauty All shades of moss, covering the grounds on which I softly tread Sometimes I sense a wild animal staring in wonder at my appearance And silently I watch them, wondering if they are aware of what's coming to them But a strange unnatural noise in the distance startles the animal, and I see it speeding off I softly weep, for I know that the days of comforting silence are gone Under a moonlit sky, I wander through the forest, marvelling at it's beauty, the serenity, the natural silence The sky is red with the burning fire of the trees It makes me weep I see some heavily mutilated animals, running towards me in panic I am shocked at the selfishness of the men who thought of this destruction Of the earth on which I was born and raised Under a moonlit sky, I wander through the forest, a deathly silence around the scorched ghostlike trees Even for the creatures of the wild, there is no escape from the wars which scorch the earth Defeat will mean the final death of us all

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 14, 2026

Why hast thou forsaken me? Why hast thou turned away thy face From me thy servant in distress Oh Lord bent me thine ear! All night long I drown in my tears My bones are vexed, my heart is sore and vexed Water rises to my lips My throat is sore, I cannot speak Lord I beg thee to free me of this grief Which still haunts my soul, and makes my heart grow cold I am merely all skin over bone My flesh is too weak to resist the temptations Which the evil layeth upon my path I fear I yield to this heavy burden "What has become of the son, who loved me For so many years and now calls me into doubt He who has worshipped me for so long Now lives under the spell of the wicked That brings his soul only further in Darkness Away from love and closer to hatred Don't you know that I'll always love you? Return to me and I'll take care of you I'll bring peace in your mind and rest in your troubled heart I will treat you as my son I'll make you a warrior of the Light" Nightly creatures still haunt my soul Crawling against the walls of my broken heart Screaming inhuman blasphemous words Exalting the hordes of demon lords Where are you God?!?! "Here, waiting for you my son." I will always love you Lord Even in times of terrible Darkness Nothing can stop me from worshipping you Even if it means the end of my earthly life

Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 14, 2026