Age of Winters

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Forged by the crow-mage from shards of darkness Honed by the half-breed to vorpal sharpness Behold the bastard's blade Bane of the demon lord Slayer of the spider-priests Spiller of the silver blood Fragments of bore infused with purest steel A warrior's hand and a wizard's mind to wield Killer of Lor avenging those accursed Gathering knowledge, quenching deadly thirst Behold the bastard's blade Bane of the demon lord Slayer of the spider-priests Spiller of the silver blood

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 07, 2026

Can't you see what you have wrought here? Bloody battles will be fought here May the mountains rise against you May the forests block your path May your axes chip and shatter and know it is my wrath I would mount your head on bloody spears outside your palace gates and watch as crows peck out your eyes and your cities are laid to waste Can't you see what you have wrought here? a curse on you and all your kin bloody battles will be fought here await your doom at empire's end may the rivers rush to drown you may the earth swallow your hosts may the winter's wolves surround you and rip the life from your throats

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

She sits astride mountains tall and wide serpent of Earth writhes between glacial thighs Holy nectar flowing from celestial teat lips of blood and fire gorging on the sacred feast bounty of the goddess offered by the avatar white blood spills with the singing of the scimitar Holy nectar flowing from celestial teat lips of blood and fire gorging on the sacred feast bounty of the goddess offered by the avatar white blood spills with the singing of the scimitars Upward she flies over mountains tall and high winds blow her sighs through dark trees and black skies

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Iron ships on seas of blood Black winds fill their silver sails Iron swan rises high above in crimson twilight through the earthly veil Legions of vermin surround me malefic taint in their eyes Madness gives sway to delusion in defense of a fortress of lies The iron swan floats amidst the reeds It’s shadow long upon the water It gives a cry for what can never be which draws the eyes of Odin’s daughters Scion of storms, aegis of rime I call on the powers of old Unleash your vengeance to punish the crimes of those who I name as my foes

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Laboring in the liquid light of Leviathan spectres swarm around the sunken cities of the saurians rising from the void through the blackness of eternal night colossus of the deep comes crashing down with cosmic might and none may see again the shimmering of Avalon or know the fates of all the races man has cursed long gone are the ages of the alchemists now there are none who know the secrets of the Earth Harken to the howl of the huntsman's hounds or the clarion of kingdoms doomed and drowned lost to these lands in lore of the high ones sunless skies await the return of the Archons lament the passing of the Auroch and the slaying of the ancient Wyrm would you dare meet the gaze of the basilisk or face the flames as the phoenix burns? and none may ssee again the shimmering of Avalon or know the fates of all the races man has cursed long gone are the ages of the alchemists now there are none who know the secrets of the Earth lament the passing of the Auroch and the slaying of the ancient Wyrm would you dare meet the gaze of the basilisk or face the flames as the phoenix burns?

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

INSTRUMENTAL IN 8 MOVEMENTS: 1. Through the Breach 2. Iron Ships on Seas of Blood 3. Invocation of Halora 4. The Black Web is Spun 5. Misery of the Plague-Born 6. The Spider's Descent 7. Conquest of Kingdoms 8. Age of Winters

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 07, 2026

Black blades in their hands obey his every command they search for that which is lost through realms of rime and of frost where no mortal may pass atop a dais of glass sits a scepter of light a symbol of Titan's might He comes from cities of darkness to suffer harlots and fools loneliness is his raiment solitude is his jewel he's seen the valleys of solace beheld the spires of sleep he's fed the pyres of the fallen and heard the widows weep We come from cities in darkness to conquer cowards and fools loneliness is our payment solitude is our due walk through valleys of solace ascend the spires of sleep ignore the warnings of prophets and for your children I'll weep skies blackened with crows shadows on winter's snows within a temple of ice priestesses perform the rites witness the setting of suns the darkest days have begun let the seers come forth at morning's light we ride north

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025