Spirit of Fire
Hear the voice of a legion call from afar Lucid thinking I drift into a rapture and cry Spirit of fire Myths of a nation come rising forth In dreams with strength to conjure How I lust for ancient words A serpent slithering Swallows me whole I feel my decomposed spirit slowly weakening Drawn in an empty void A nightmare inside Nothing can keep us awake Nothing can call out Across the ever-changing night Fiercely dark despite moons shining bright Apparition Slumber looms and all hope is gone Souls journey to the ancient stars Sharp delusion What I seek is found in depths of unreality Earthly screams are yelling out Guardians of the night, guardians of the end How I lust for ancient words A serpent slithering Swallows me whole Dreams of a nation bleak under dust Trapped in a dream Spirit of fire Myths of a nation come rising forth
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026
Falling to the pits of hell Ferocious unrelenting winds Harvesting all souls breeding ‘neath a violent sky The sun, a flame of devouring fire On desolate plains The winds conquer The pits of hell Relentless, vanished into dust Harvesting all tears flooding over barren ground The soil, engulfing all of life’s perspire On desolate plains The winds conquer at dawn Engulfed by lava A prey for the Earth On desolate plains The winds conquer A monsoon in the desert rain A boab sings in grief Spherical our motherland Will bring to me a breath I shouldn’t breathe Intent on rapid insurgence Incarnation of orbital strength To turn ruin to redemption Resurgence, a new breath of air Whom once did not savour Now master of carving his trail I shall now savour on desolate plains
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 06, 2026