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
Behind closed doors / Lanterns sway in pulsing dark Though the body's near / Rigid man with soiled hands Cannot touch, cannot feel // Between walls in narrow cell Glaring light extinguished / cover tender scalp exposed Rigid man falls to summons, red / Drained and weak Flaccid body, bent in muddied gutter / No truth unwrung from its marrow cold Begs for mercy, for cleansing holy death Only broken may it pass / into golden dawn / forgiven
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 18, 2026
Behind closed doors / Lanterns sway in pulsing dark Though the body's near / Rigid man with soiled hands Cannot touch, cannot feel // Between walls in narrow cell Glaring light extinguished / cover tender scalp exposed Rigid man falls to summons, red / Drained and weak Flaccid body, bent in muddied gutter / No truth unwrung from its marrow cold Begs for mercy, for cleansing holy death Only broken may it pass / into golden dawn / forgiven
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 18, 2026
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
Words of summons / Long since blown / Into dust, beyond memory What remains / Sting of dirt, in eyes / Clotted on wriggling tongue Under bent cedar / low branches hang / Silent witness / to birth spasms Bristling beast / Burning hot breath / Odor of violence / stammering wrath // Ceremony of terrible emergence / Known without lesson / (knelt to pray) Liberated in worship / devout in practice / delivering the sermon To a subservient / congregation of one / submission, all must bend Facade is broken
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 18, 2026
Words of summons / Long since blown / Into dust, beyond memory What remains / Sting of dirt, in eyes / Clotted on wriggling tongue Under bent cedar / low branches hang / Silent witness / to birth spasms Bristling beast / Burning hot breath / Odor of violence / stammering wrath // Ceremony of terrible emergence / Known without lesson / (knelt to pray) Liberated in worship / devout in practice / delivering the sermon To a subservient / congregation of one / submission, all must bend Facade is broken
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 18, 2026
Words of summons / Long since blown / Into dust, beyond memory What remains / Sting of dirt, in eyes / Clotted on wriggling tongue Under bent cedar / low branches hang / Silent witness / to birth spasms Bristling beast / Burning hot breath / Odor of violence / stammering wrath // Ceremony of terrible emergence / Known without lesson / (knelt to pray) Liberated in worship / devout in practice / delivering the sermon To a subservient / congregation of one / submission, all must bend Facade is broken
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 18, 2026
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