The Unspeakable Revived / Abolish In Thorns
Withered Earth
Album • 2002
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Withered Earth
Album • 2002
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Forever into oblivion Like a flower that blooms on a fresh spring day It overshadows before a fierce winter storm The balance of what is, will be declared never The thoughts that hunt me, and cloud me with resentment as I watch the Oak Beneath What is buried? Darkness slowly falls It knows the dawn shall never come A tear of hope blocks my vision For the wind whispers the end Like that of a leaveless tree It is like that of leaveless tree My shaky hands comfort what I can see Through a vivsion of distorted color A fine mist from the heavens freezes what it touches I hunch over to get my breath while beads of sweat roll of my brow The stillness moves me like that of death The horizon burns with just a glare The Oak which no longer exists is a symbol There beauty and scent entrance me Could it be a sign? Unseen to Mortal Eyes Echoed screams break nocturnal silence Moonlight sets upon the cold labyrinth Devilbirds breed in shadowy caves Darkened skies have long been ablaze The beast reared forth from heaven To plague across blackened shores Doom clouds grow above A thousand foul devour their young The inhuman apparition casts its Great SHadow, unseen to mortal eyes Helpless lies the Goddess of light Behold the vile legacy never-ending Stare at the dismal smoke ascending Through tyranny take rule of this Withered Earth The spawn unseen to mortal eyes awakens beneath the dirt
Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 07, 2026
Eternally the grim fog sets, to rouse from A slumber of centuries, screams of malediction Emanate when diabolical procreation overshadows the meek Crumbling fall the statues of Icons As the infernal deluge consumes the Landscape, entwined in thorns paralyze Weltering mortality, quickly sinking below the Molten sea The winged tyrant took flight Apocalypticus weaves its trance The faceless wolves roam unbridled to exsistence Chilling winds of the Anu befall all conceived Brandished by nightfall smother blooming hope Profane hooves thunder across the ravaged plains Chaos blleds from the eye on the throne Chasms billowing stench of the kingdom That once ruled, seven, horrid and soulles. A hunger for Mortals, their frenzy unfolds Forever banish to the heaving underworld pits Quetly flow the river Styx
Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 07, 2026
Upon us this dreaded harvest The sun will never shine on the ruins Man has failed the crucible, the Apocalyptic frost begins Take the hand of agony, embrace winters doom For the flesh proves feeble to its icy Grip, Frozen winds unleashed this despair When the world was enshrounded by the pale moons eclipse Haunting mist it seeps, from the silence at The Black Mountains peak. Merciless waves Of Armageddon crash and roll, upon this dying Land inherited by the weak Mayhem swarms in its true form Supernatural Terror Unearthed by Storms Rejoice in eternal nightfall In lust with the demise of dawn Unchained are the hounds of chaos They stir beneath the Great Ice's thaw
Submitted by SerpentEve — Feb 07, 2026
Secluded, I sit motionless on the grasy knoll A calm wind warms me, The Sun guides me Silently my eyes do close and through them I see the stream In the Waters I see the temple aglow Red now flows the water as the skies burn an orchid hue Crumbled are the Ancient ruins of Purity There once white color is charred black Above them burn stars in forms of black I cower at these visions Haunted by these images I see my truest love her body lays quiescent Her raped and battered corpse lays on pools of her innocence and warmth Her tears blind me while I kneel to embrace the deceased; I look away I gaze into the stream once again And see my eyes cold and crazed they stare back For what is to come you will never know I have seen the violence destroy the vanity inside I have seen the black blind the sighted And passion deafen the ones who can hear Before me lay the three dead prophets, dead by there own hands For this I laugh
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