What One Becomes

Turn aside Steady eyes belie the fear Small hollow words, clatter to the ground Broken Ruin has come, not fire Or in ashen rain Only in turgid silence Hanging, flayed Submerged in presence summoned It expands with breath, filling rooms Welling up from the tar choked springs Reeking black star, shining weary light Bloodied eyes, no tears Bloodied eyes, no light Know not to what this moment's owed Only slipping in shuddering dance Towards cold, radiant dissolve

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Turn aside Steady eyes belie the fear Small hollow words, clatter to the ground Broken Ruin has come, not fire Or in ashen rain Only in turgid silence Hanging, flayed Submerged in presence summoned It expands with breath, filling rooms Welling up from the tar choked springs Reeking black star, shining weary light Bloodied eyes, no tears Bloodied eyes, no light Know not to what this moment's owed Only slipping in shuddering dance Towards cold, radiant dissolve

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

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Sons, weep in mothers arms To the breast are clinging From that clutch, by fathers torn And thrust into the bla-blazing fields Cheeks still wet with cherubs tears Across Earth, unscarred Heavy blades are drawn Gouges, fathoms deep Well with blood Father's seed, mother's seed Seeds of war, seeds of lust Tears of pain Seem as joyous rapture We claw, we point At mutilated loins Faces pushed into the soil We are cleansed We are cleansed In the clutch of oblivion

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

Sons, weep in mothers arms To the breast are clinging From that clutch, by fathers torn And thrust into the bla-blazing fields Cheeks still wet with cherubs tears Across Earth, unscarred Heavy blades are drawn Gouges, fathoms deep Well with blood Father's seed, mother's seed Seeds of war, seeds of lust Tears of pain Seem as joyous rapture We claw, we point At mutilated loins Faces pushed into the soil We are cleansed We are cleansed In the clutch of oblivion

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

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In simple sermons it began: "You are not yourself, you are me There are only these words And by them shall you live" So forged was the mask of thousands As child's face dissolves Who so speaks shall name him Who so calls will bring him To his knees I will dance for you Behind the mask Something small fiercely gleams All that's needed to claim the light Is the will to reach

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025