Reader of the Runes - Luna

From a crack into the forest clad with splendid mantle green A creek of crystal water falls down from the highest mountain peaks The kingdom of the fellowship, the ground of plays and laughs Aside sit on the rocks a budding poet stared the girl he loved He loved A crippled boy with heart of gold, a lone soul selfless breed A kid that fights the serpents of the sea, another maladapted A little girl God-frightened, a friend slightly obsessed Luna and his brother fill these misadjusted ranks As the owl flies in the darkened skies Fiery ember eyes, as it dives on its fallen prey The reader sighs as the knot unties The eight have died, under blood blade of vengeance they lie This is a fable to forget, it's a song to not bequeath Leave those memories behind in the chasm beneath It's the Season of the Owl, the becoming of the foul As the predator beguiles to the final feast Of the owl Of the owl Oh, of the owl Of the owl Oh Then the leaves stand still, sudden the silence falls And a gust of wind brings in the tragedy "What have you done?" A hand emerging searching helping hands "Help her out, for the Gods' sake" The tragic fair foretold Eight souls to Hades sold This is a fable to forget, it's a song to not bequeath Leave those memories behind in the chasm beneath It's the Season of the Owl, the becoming of the foul As the predator beguiles to the final feast Point your prey, eyes to tear dark apart Death knell fey for your silent black heart Oh, you soaring dark winged Linger in wait and plunge in dismay As the owl flies in the darkened skies Fiery ember eyes, as it dives on its fallen prey The reader sighs as the knot unties The eight have died, under blood blade of vengeance they lie This is a fable to forget, it's a song to not bequeath Leave those memories behind in the chasm beneath It's the Season of the Owl, the becoming of the foul As the predator beguiles to the final feast Of the owl Of the owl Oh, of the owl Of the owl Oh

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 06, 2026

Sparked from celestial skies Ethel forever (…Luna…) A white flame glistened by moonshine Heart-whole, pure as snow Deceive she would never Half a step beyond the flock she rode With arms full open wide We took her in, welcomed home without thinking She’d light our sky Luna be my guide in the burrows of this life Oh, sister teach me how to thrive in this place dark and unfair Emerged from wood labyrinths Ethel our treasure (…Luna…) Starved and filthy still a fairy light Unknown where she came from Ethereal, Moonclad maiden Of purest love forged Luna be my guide in the burrows of this life Oh, sister teach me how to thrive in this place dark and unfair In a mighty flash of light like Mother Nature’s bride Your appeared into my life, don’t ever leave me lone oh swear Luna be my guide in the burrows of this life Oh, sister teach me how to thrive in this place dark and unfair In a mighty flash of light like Mother Nature’s bride Your appeared into my life, don’t ever leave me lone oh swear

Long before the age of Golden grace In a frame of time between the sphere of space I existed in a far universe Innocent vague memories Lost in Red Mists Little Fragments of serenity Scents of grass and sheer liberty We were young brave little champions With our sceptres made of canes Ruling our plains Times I yearn for, never to return They breach the veil of memory Waters of black, never to get back I feel again our sinless youth Like riddles of stars we were lost in a reverie Told in a song, blown in a melody Long ago in a time that is no more, forlorn gone epoch Shades of laughter echo and resound In a whirl of magic back where she was drowned As I try to catch and hold their luminous wake I get lost inside a maze And no way out The past is alive, it is where I thrive I hope to see her smile one more time A euphony in black, when my heart has cracked I see our virgin ways of old - oh I miss you so… Like riddles of stars we were lost in a reverie Told in a song, blown in a melody Long ago in a time that is no more, forlorn gone epoch Like ghosts in the fog we are lost in a memory Pale shades of what we could’ve been in a thousand years Long ago, with hearts that decomposed, goodbye dear Ethel Like riddles of stars we were lost in a reverie Told in a song, blown in a melody Long ago in a time that is no more Like ghosts in the fog we are lost in a memory Pale shades of what we could’ve been in a thousand years Long ago, with hearts that decomposed, goodbye dear Ethel

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

Don't talk to night winds, oh wayward son Don't gift your words to the raging storm They won't reach the chosen ones Put down your weapons in the dying day Surrender, leaving the shores and bays Standing lone in the pouring rain Carrier of the thunders I'll be the cold outside Bringer of the hail and fire flares Rusty grudge crystallized Here it comes Longing to join with the stars Yearning for the moon tonight Ready to behold the cosmos and aeons beyond Fire of the ages, eonian sun I seek my vеngeance, oh Ancient Onеs Fill me whole till my web is spun In a moonstone circle, I summon thee All gods of wrath and the force within Joining the cult of the woeful kin Carrier of the nightmares I'll be the fear inside Harbinger of strife, I'll be the knife That'll cut your threads of life Here it comes Longing to join with the stars Yearning for the moon tonight Ready to behold the cosmos and aeons beyond My dearest one This day I won't die alone I'll be emperor of these skies Each and every thing in sight I will command and be mine Here it comes Longing to join with the stars Yearning for the moon tonight Ready to behold the cosmos and aeons beyond My dearest one This day I won't die alone I'll be emperor of these skies Each and every thing in sight I will command and be mine

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 06, 2026

A storm of valiant herons was heading to the warm Against crystalline blue sky in that afternoon stillborn A crack into the light beams A yell suddenly shattered all the laughs Motionless the fibres, paralysed in fear Staring from the distance, craved to disappear The child who wished to be a poet Hadn't yet become a grown-up man And when the skies are falling All the stars start falling down With any signs of warning Explode in sparkles with no sound, yeah We were young, we werе lone, we werе helpless We were gone in a blink, we have run afar And to no one's avail We have fled in neglect in a bath of stars Crippled by the reverence, frozen and awry In the sheer and utter darkness, in the nightside of the sky There he stood a lonely weak boy Destroyed by detriment and ignorance And when the skies are falling All the stars start falling down With any signs of warning Explode in sparkles with no sound We were young, we were lone, we were helpless We were gone in a blink, we have run afar And to no one's avail We have fled in neglect in a bath of stars We were young, we were lone, we were helpless We were gone in a blink, we have run afar And to no one's avail We have fled in neglect in a bath of stars (Of stars) (Starbath) We were young, we were lone, we were helpless (Helpless) We were gone in a blink, we have run afar And to no one's avail We have fled in neglect in a bath of stars We were young, we were lone, we were helpless (Helpless) We were gone in a blink, we have run afar And to no one's avail We have fled in neglect in a bath of stars

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 06, 2026

Mortal winter waft your breath Unnerve the frozen seas The raging winds bring signs of reckoning As they whistle through the trees "With my sword of wood, I rule my ship And dock on enemy shores Be aware all those around and near you And your lands to the north" The cold deep black Anger of the waves Seized you, my dear "Cry not, I will be safe" Trails of loam to walk barefoot Our paths were paved with gold A well overgrown with wild ivy The altar of their plays A chubby dork with no aims set The right-hand of the hoon He will takе the spirit calling For his greeding crave and needs The shorеs in flames and I am forlorn Long a line of oaks I die Shores in flames, the fires at dawn On these haunted shores I lie The shores set aflame on malice intent Of the joke of the allies Shores in flames will light on the end Of this tale of foolish spite About this tale of sudden death A sacrificial rite in need The reaping winds are deafening As they whisper through the trees The shores in flames and I am forlorn Long a line of oaks I die Shores in flames, the fires at dawn On these haunted shores I lie The shores set aflame on malice intent Of the joke of the allies Shores in flames will light on the end Of this tale of foolish spite The cold deep black Anger of the waves Seized you, my dear "Cry not, I will be safe" The shores in flames and I am forlorn Long a line of oaks I die Shores in flames, the fires at dawn On these haunted shores I lie The shores set aflame on malice intent Of the joke of the allies Shores in flames will light on the end Of this tale of foolish spite On these haunted shores I lie On these haunted shores

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 06, 2026

This silent gust and the vastness of the sea Are slowly melting the skyline down in me No, I can’t stand another night Please give me force for one last fight I’m brooding about all the nights In the darkness of my soul I can’t close my eyes The ghosting won’t disappear I’m slowly being consumed by my own fears The abysmal void and the solitude profound … solitude profound… Assembled quietly the seas in which I drown …the seas of guilt… So I took distance from them all Still, I am wrecked by my recall I’m falling… I’m brooding about all the nights In the darkness of my soul I can’t close my eyes The ghosting won’t disappear I’m slowly being consumed by my own fears I’m brooding about all the nights In the darkness of my soul I can’t close my eyes The ghosting won’t disappear I’m slowly being consumed by my own fears The ghosting The ghosting… won’t disappear The ghosting…

On the riverbank, she stood there motionless And looked at her, malicious devilish The Queen of gloat – her beauty she won’t mourn Dissident, she stood there sacrosanct A spouse of Christ, saint untouchable And she despised – the brightness of her mind A jig of misery, the ballet of the fallen A sad sad song, untuned and lorn blown out by the wind For all the harm you’ve done Now penance has begun Betrayers, deceivers Rats and unbelievers I stare into their eyes Fragments before she died Just craving for some help Throes of atonement A rivalry, adolescent jealousy Burning deep, reducing in cinder and flames The beliefs of a childhood’s tail An unclean creature, Chimera of the Old One Preacher, impure and servant of heathenry She deserves her destiny A jig of misery, the ballet of the fallen A sad sad song, untuned and lorn blown out by the wind For all the harm you’ve done Now penance has begun Betrayers, deceivers Rats and unbelievers I stare into their eyes Fragments before she died Just craving for some help Throes of atonement

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025

There she stands Captured by the waters She won't breathe again The welkin weeps and falls Here I stand again Haunted by these waters Beneath the radiance Of the same sun that enlightened that day Thus did commence my weeping Across the lakes of ruefulness For every tear of grief, my essence passed away Asunder the spirit, rippеd apart, atwain Sated and gratified the gods of pain As hеr lungs collapsed, a thunder cracked the sky Her beauty motionless A waving portrait still Reflected by the sun Eternalized in ill will There we stood I can rebuild the whole scene I paint with hatred brush The canvas of this tragedy Thus did commence my weeping Enchantress of my agony A desolated courier Reprisal companion Companion Asunder the spirit, ripped apart, atwain Sated and gratified the gods of pain As her lungs collapsed, a thunder cracked the sky Mine is the vastness of this crushing grief Torment of soul, dark as nocturne seas As the spark in her eyes has faded away Oh, the weeping I stare in pain at the somber sky, the painful sky I stare in pain at the somber sky, this leaden sky Thus it did commence my weeping Thus it did commence my weeping Thus it did commence my weeping Thus it did commence Asunder the spirit, ripped apart, atwain Sated and gratified the gods of pain As her lungs collapsed, a thunder cracked the sky Mine is the vastness of this crushing grief Torment of soul, dark as nocturne seas As the spark in her eyes has faded away Oh, the weeping

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 06, 2026

I can sense a demon within carries your name Oh Ethel, Dear Ethel I'll carry hurt to their divided hearts Somebody died on that dark awful night Somebody's bound to bear the price Unaware under a pale moonlight The runes will wake blood sacrifice The gods foreshadowed and the stars complied A gift of potency on silent tides A pact was written and in magic sealed A power tool under a hood concealed A lullaby for the fragile souls For those who held the scene A chant to those who pay the toll What will be with what have been Isa told of spells and moans Othila traces plans unknown Feoh spoke with its ancient tongue As Alghiz hails the one I'm the Reader of the Runes I'm searching diamonds in the night All the way across the firmament Where stars paint fates aligned I'm the Reader of the Runes I'm luring gemstones in the light Somebody died on that dark awful night Somebody's bound to bear the price Unaware under a pale moonlight The runes will wake blood sacrifice Isa told of spells and moans Othila traces plans unknown Feoh spoke with its ancient tongue As Alghiz hails the one I'm the Reader of the Runes I'm searching diamonds in the night All the way across the firmament Where stars paint fates aligned I'm the Reader of the Runes I'm luring gemstones in the light And the wake of all their deeds Will thrive and burn alight I can sense a demon within - it carries your name Oh Ethel, Dear Ethel I'll carry hurt to their divided hearts I can sense a demon within - with blackened wings They're marching! They're marching! I'll carry hurt and rip their souls apart They're marching, they're riding the sky vault Towards their fate Aligned they are marching, lone dark souls To the gate (of Sauin) Read the lines that no one reads They are written everywhere See the things that no one can see Things that God forbids There were runes can still be called Under thirteen Moons of Fall Magic, Spirits and a Sunset Reader of the Runes I'm the Reader of the Runes I'm searching diamonds in the night All the way across the firmament Where stars paint fates aligned I'm the Reader of the Runes I'm luring gemstones in the light And the wake of all their deeds Will thrive and burn alight I'm the Reader of the Runes I'm searching diamonds in the night All the way across the firmament Where stars paint fates aligned I'm the Reader of the Runes I'm luring gemstones in the light And the wake of all their deeds Will thrive and burn alight

Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 08, 2025