Those Who Beheld the End
Infinity, the obvious to existence Aeons beyond it goes on Passes us in bottomless oceans Where sleeps the one to awaken Beneath endless streams of ideas Goes on without a thought Beneath endless dreams, without a life to lose Not all may fit into a lifetime Yet more than one to a dying moment The memory fades, and the old Be reborn In a chasm, of solid stone The echoes breach silences' walls Devouring deep below the solid Time yet come to awaken A premonition of coming days Ominous, dreary dreams of extinction A lonely echo cried: "It is the power, the power behind a name The mind's shadow that blocks out even the brightest light" If a dream is a shadow The idea, a fragment of the fact If the truth is solid, we are the rupture Not all may fit into a lifetime Yet more than one to a dying moment The memory fades, and the old Be reformed The light always casts a shadow In darkness it controls In ways man can't comprehend This world unfolds A premonition of coming days The silence for us it provides The surreality hides us within In darkness we're disguised And found within we are again
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 04, 2026
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Standing above what is soon to be a carcass A habitat, for petty things On the verge of extinction Breathing dying breaths An aeon's passing, underway Crawling towards me, a devouring malice Incessantly creeping closer is the inevitable breaking point Freely taking what we surrender That which was never ours to take Our terrestrial corpse, is released Into perpetual oblivion We stand on the knife-edge One step from the void As stone, frozen and forced to behold Possibly the last fleeting moment In between fatal possibilities In between the realms of shadow and light our paths divide One path leads down, one still searching for a way to survive Fate is a colossal monstrosity without a reason, undividing Nothings truly black or white, omnipresent and beyond all laws Our existence is in Penumbra Crawling towards me, a malevolent justice Incessantly creeping closer Freely breaking all constructs Dissolving only to recreate Our terrestrial corpse, so diseased Introducing the ultimate eschaton Now we hang on the knife-edge Our lives are void
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 04, 2026
A servant of the usher of souls Ferryman of the river Nile Bringing forth the dead to rest Unto the stones of the inaccessible isle The place to which life is forfeit Past the heavenly gates The fortress of divine fire The hidden flames of Thoth A scholar of paranoid ways Obsessed to protect the sacred isle He would greet the souls that entered With questions known only by the gods And by the dead Yet this priest, sworn to protect This power born of Ra In his error gave crossing To souls, not on their way to Duat Mistaking the dead for those alive He broke the vows to which he was bound The thief stole the divine fire And fled back across the waters A place to which life is forfeit Abatos On the eve of theft Begins our revolution From the isle of death Bring forth revelation Revolution Revelation
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 04, 2026
Entering into a playground of thought, a vortex of gain, stagnation and loss Decisions made here have the effects we have intended to see Intent guides the course of our lives, shadows cast imagery before the eyes Ignorant take off on breath of wind, yet the vigilant stand tall Fighting on the frontlines of peace Will you be able to ride out the storm, of hate without cause Afflicted by all of the symptoms we fail to cure Why refuse to treat yourself with words of wisdom This knowledge that counters the fall The wisdom not born of spite In truth speak no words Of the blessed hate, be not afraid All this is in touch with clarity, so let the fire take the flesh And still we stand our ground Unswayed by the torments of time, bursting with hate towards all forms of life Unbalanced, destructive, beneficial to form, as new worlds with old collide Within this turmoil the masterplan resides Unstoppable power, life force, dark side of life This is what the wise would seek to hide Now dead behind the frontlines of war, the storm has passed you by Your life without cause, afflicted by all of the symptoms No one's seen before, the disease is ignorance And it ensures a fall Fall from grace Attempting to pierce the mist, with eyes that no longer see Beyond that, before them, the latent force of god Wasting our blessings, life force is taken Days dead and gone, uphill towards defeat we ride Until we greet the end, with open, wounded arms In truth speak no words Of the blessed hate, be not afraid Be taken by the flame
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 04, 2026
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The end came creeping in from above A primordial burial The last knots of the threads unbind Cemeteries remain Only to remind those who would follow Of our terrestrial funeral Ruins, like monoliths, towards the sky Signaling the fall of an empire Oceans - dead, black, devoid of life The abyss from where no one stares back Into you A punishment unavoidable One not subdued by prayer Crestfallen masters A species soon forgotten This harbinger Transcendent in nature Looming monstrously Over us It is a heavy veil to smother and to suffocate Our opposition Purgatory torn apart And the ends loop back into one Singular hell, before the end
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 04, 2026