Guardians

Can you show me what it's like to be alive?* My lord knows that I've been sinking The sanctuary's skin has finally been lifted The symphony has grown silent with distaste From the grime its sound produces and its elegance in waste I've grown blind to my eyelids they are the my guardians of naught The sight my innards seek to dispatch is the very reason I am wrong Call upon the almighty one for He is the only one who saves Call upon the almighty one, protector of the graves All you've said is now forsaken What you've come to believe is forsaken As the wretches of this pit of heart cry we will all know what is indeed Forsaken Restless in a mess of contagion strains and mismatched thought Lay the silent eyes of black heart nights eternally searching for missing parts The tunnels lights are dim without fractions of time to think for second thoughts Sink or rise there is no swim You live, you rise, you drink, you die The sky emerged with the black of dusk and the scent of angels left us dust With aromas filled of conspired trust As he could turn away from God The words unspoken fill syringes with not blood but black eclipses Of our hearts not sanctified And in the image of our faith denied Beseech of the Lord and beg for sight Can you show me what it's like to be alive? Tear it from the chest all the conflicting inflictions while it settles in the head, parasitic-like thoughts This flawless design can never be duplicated When the cycles of the earth fold the world infinite with signs Let the truth be the prey of the faith-stricken cold And when the core is warmed up ask for the path from the lord Can you show me what it's like to be alive? As we shed the pretense and the dawn has stained itself a place in mind The search is unending until we finally find Our creator Our sustainer In whom we always seek refuge Our Guardian Can you show me what it's like to be alive?

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

"I burned in the Garden of Paradise." A lifetime of disbelief is now shackled by its throat For he never turned unto the gates but burned it down with earth He ingests his wealth, contemplates the drain, his emerald soul His grave will sleep warm of opulent eyeballs And at the summoning grounds is the reunion where abundance is abound Broken teeth are found in the bones and backs beyond the flesh of animals And so began: A filthy addiction The price on life had begun to substitute Thus he verbalized for every sad inhuman worth Broken teeth are found in the bones and backs beyond the flesh of animals And so began: A filthy addiction The price on life had begun to substitute And so commenced the sick unholy glowing green addiction Thy thirst to strip the forest keeps the world in cold affliction Sunk its leaves of sustenance, drilling holes in all his teeth Locked the spoils in their place "Carry your grin between your greed" Infinitely basking, is his chest displaced with gold? The mountains have not piled yet, must he slit a robins throat? The years will multiply and yet he never feels content with himself and now he turns to burn the garden of paradise Nothing saves Behold there is no gold that saves your soul To quantify salvation is to be unborn There is no price on life to be paid Every man is his own savior His basking is now met with an unfortunate realization Of his heart solid gold failed on the stretchers congression And so it had ended Echoed forever, a filthy addiction

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

God give me strength, you know I need it Say "Submit to me!" And I'll concede And when the crow rusts, water will follow in combust The veins of pride pump strong with the the blood of scarecrows A cavity so fills, a likened tar is the stain of poisoned arrows Straight through the soul of man God remind these people of what their in God give me strength you know i need it Pray for mercy So beg the pedestal to shine between each shoulder blade And slip a card of arrogant remains The mark of a titan bore silver, belted, strained the neck And made us giants but we stand as nothing but crumbling stones The seventh circle is well reserved For those who falsified God's words Fall to your knees So beg Pray for mercy In the eve of the hour all will beg And pray for mercy So wave the banner high Nigh is the hour of the flood Pray, tell the tale of your pride and may we drown in our blood Safeguard and hold fast the pages That save us from a temperament of void To only you, oh Holy One, I submit my voice God give me strength, you know I need it Up to your neck in timeless, mindless, sightless, blind confided Blight of the wired shine of pride You barely breathe With the glare of certain death Ticking and emitting the sound, the flood, the hour Take a second and beg, pray for mercy So fall to your knees and pray for mercy Fall to your knees and pray for mercy

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Come crumbling as the shattering of faith He who cannot stand for his Lord will sleep forever without wake And among us are the faithless who long only for the glory of this world Among us are faithless but I am not of them For I long only to die in His arms In the eyes of God I am His testament The wool is warm with comfort but this is coated in deception For the sheep will soon be stripped and it will freeze without protection Bare blooded and ripe for failure This is where all are defined by His will Thy knees will testify, did he stand to the throne? The pigs drown spiraling alone Arrogant, the goblet raise you high, the portrait of perfection Do you not see this pride itself is an infection? Nigh is the hour when trumpets will close the graves And may those who stood for their Lord rejoice, let cowards sink and settle for remorse On tables stretched horror stares, to rape our lungs of precious air Three times to the skies our hands we raise: Reverse this curse, this violent plague It is infectious, the dispersion of bone of the spineless Live like a wordless dog, may you forever remain silent Or stand for His throne Relieve the world of its infectious ailment In the eyes of God I am his testament Come crumbling for without God, one exists without meaning We are his testament serving as the heart and flesh When one part of this body aches we seek to cure its distress We are the testament

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Open your eyes! In spite of these creations A venom settles in the blood With fangs that will not rest til they've engulfed Everything, the sky and humans all alike Dispersing vile scripture as abundant as the night This poison takes but a single drop to thrive The vipers waltz in time to slay the conscience back to blind Slowly digesting and conspiring with mortal threads This evil's woven firm its lies into our heads A single cry will silence all But a single pierce will bring to fall Despite all odds we must confront What our deepest fears have presented us You've got the truth before you And yet your eyes are shut How can you speak When the serpent's got your tongue? This clarity can't be denied but before us stands the initial face of phases Our fears will flee, our strength will hide Open your eyes. Open your eyes The serpent goes by many names and wears many a disguise Open your eyes or let this poison slowly seep and consume you whole Don't let the serpent catch your tongue and drown your soul (Open your eyes) This blindness is an ailment Incurable by any means But tearing the seams from the eyes To bow down to the King of all mankind Behold untainted sight The truth is inscribed in the veins under the eyes Release from the clutch of the serpentine To behold untainted sight You've got the truth before you And yet your eyes are shut How can you speak When the serpent's got your tongue? Open your eyes!

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Let's go Dearly beguiled, we're gathered to commemorate this blessing that became the greatest of mistakes The sword soul and flesh have since then become one This impasse has become the single source for slandered tongue Now we are being slowly erased with what we were made This impasse will trickle flames and offer us a testing taste Now this is what they had spoken of The incarnate The indescribable Slowly we're falling into the trance of decay Slowly we're falling into the trance of decay But when the sun gives out we rise This is our forthcoming We rise This is the end Or is it just the end of? This is the end This is the end Or is it just the end of? Time will taint and seconds force open our eyes The core of light will break and force the world to realize Lubricating lungs with sweet venomistic wine Meets pounding sheets as it captivates Into the casket this case confines each and every thought Asphyxiated My mind slowly begins to rot And all will rot and writhe until we rise A day will come when the dead will rise up from the earth And all will witness the reversal of decrepit birth A day will come and soon everyone will realize that in living we have crafted our own self-demise A day will come when the dead will rise A day will come when the dead will rise up from the earth

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

We are the blackest of the bastards Our fathers are our gods We smile like our creator as she tears out her septic heart The trigger is seducing this poor pathetic will Flesh will spill the ink as time prepares to kill We are the princes of filth wearing the earth as a throne We are the princes of filth We're crumbling for a crown of frozen thorns And so the ancients have sworn this name, creating earth and printing the idol's grave Bringing the end, this warning will bring me in And then we all just saw them die and listened to them rot Why are the children bathing in their scales, chanting serpent names? We all just saw them die and listened to them rot We all just saw them die and listened to them rot We dance in their coils and chant and... When the intent of death fails its end and makes life hell Send us something that will maintain this despair The hour sounds for an end Watch yourself and your turning belief just fade and writhe He says "Fall before me like stone." Blindness find me, writing and inscribing, carving legends into idol eyes The dying sediments are sworn and tied to the martyrs pulse The dishonored sun is boiling my body, pretending I'm dead Worship in shame the worshipers of clay when the insipid fallacy is exposed We are the blackest of the bastards Our fathers are our gods Our gods Nothing but shame Nothing but hate For the unjust faith Just say a prayer Say a prayer Imbibe the words we claim to be so dear The wasting of a generation Forsaken prince of filth Arise the blackest of bastards, the honored sons of sin The wasting of a generation Desecrated Wake the ancients and then the stones will bleed Wake the undead and then the bones will break Wake from a thousand year sleep where ignorant and blinded weep Wake the ancients and then the stones will bleed Wake the undead and then the bones will break Send us something that will maintain despair Wake the ancients and then the stones will bleed, Desecrated

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Lo and behold! They preach servility, the conformed way of breathing They speak in the same tongues everyday Betwixt fear I smelt a carcass bathed of sin The carrion swarm will love us for this one Our only curse is the disgusting rotting urge To feed our ears with the devils piss Loyal and servile we kneel before his fallen throne Let us try recite once, before we rot and burn Master almighty, my light, separate my sinful spine "Bow your heads, to the sound of creation To the giver and take of life." Swallow the sand and let it drown your insides This must be cleansing Cleansing for the constant current of whispers In the eyes of every second there is the warm breath of his lowness Temptation is our common blood as it runs free through the brain of every human skull Our fragile spines are so very meek We fracture to the simple calls of six fingers, eyes and feet Now I see what we've come to spectate today: To pit the flesh on our back against nerves will never hold our will They won't give in They won't give in until we've surrendered They won't give in. The signals deep beneath my feet preach past the beat and rest beneath The martyrs call but we bind the lock and heave And now we've fallen from such monumental height unto the grounds of summoning fear So perfectly measured, calculated every deed I've given up And the world has given in When there is nothing left of earth, recite the final words When there is nothing left of earth, recite the final words Recite the final words When there is nothing left of earth, recite the final words "Mother abysmal can you mask my life's obscenities?" The sky has spoken I'm in contempt up to my ears, mother Cry every unbirthed captive wolf The scale is now my master Respond only to his voice" Respond only to his voice They won't give in until we've surrendered

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Brace yourself The towers arch over our heads The signs inching down our necks carve the path of our existence No obelus could be printed in the temple walls Perfection to the micrometer and no pillar could ever fall Brace yourself The sky is a dance of culling blades Encircle as knifehand prays to incise before ascending Surely the sea had been split and from its middle ground rose a serpent from a stick We have regressed with every step we grow much closer but now we tear the horns and beg the books will end the torture He who kneels before his lord is saved The towers above and the infinite throne have watched over millions of centuries to show there is not in existence a word to describe the love the creator has left for mankind The structures convey the majestic framework of the consuming earth, oceans placed universe Constructed pieces scream the same verse in his name Kneel before your lord Rest easy child You are saved He who kneels before his lord is saved and will behold the architect Behold the architect Brace yourself for time is proportioned now to stop dead and planets will come to sudden halt Brace yourself. Mountains will turn over in guilt the footwork will uproot itself exposing everything its built Brace yourself to feast eyes upon the most merciful most gracious light that any man could ever have beheld within his sight Kneel before the throne Seconds will race encasing quickly clouding thoughts, masking thy conviction tracing all to be untaught Pressed forehead to the floor, flow tears for mindless solace upon the edge of crafting fate where it's met with oceanic abyss Deliver what is mine to take for I submit unfaltering faith He who kneels before his lord is saved Kneel before your lord

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

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