As Legends Fade and Gods Die

I saw…Oblivion!<br/> <br/> <br/> Anguished shrieks of torment ring out against thee<br/> Immemorial, upon the eroding winds of time<br/> Inexorably struggle against this self-fulfilling prophecy<br/> Relentlessly pursued by the weaving sisters of grief<br/> With thirsty bloodlust, I rage against destiny<br/> Spit repudiation into the mouths of circumstance (cursed inevitability)<br/> Strangled by my own mortal coil, I foresee<br/> Even the gods must face their own mortality<br/> <br/> And with dead eyes, I saw oblivion…<br/> <br/> An arcane horror dawns upon the twilight of my humanity<br/> A primordial and paradoxical truth which guides our blades<br/> I will not be beholden to such an asinine fallacy<br/> Declare martial law on time’s institutionalised contract<br/> I cannot abide and live in this infantile fantasy<br/> Demand these apportioners of divine will’s heads<br/> Freewill is a conception made by man’s self-willed destiny<br/> And I shalt not be bound to this preordained finality<br/> <br/> And with dead eyes, I saw oblivion…<br/> <br/> My breath turns hoarse…<br/> My throat is raw…<br/> Entropy, I come to worship at your altar<br/> So that I may finally see<br/> I cut out my eyes…<br/> My soul it still yearns…<br/> <br/> Entropy….I beg of thee receive this supplication<br/> Let this not be a foregone conclusion<br/> Atropos….Let man’s freewill guide his own destiny<br/> Let thou choose thine own longevity<br/> Entropy….Upon death’s horizon I have seen<br/> With dead eyes, in revelation I believe<br/> <br/> Entropy’s loyal servant for eternity…<br/> Gouged my eyes out in a visceral offering…<br/> Blind, I wade through life’s waters stygian…<br/> Down on my knees, I beg for oblivion!<br/> <br/> Prepare for oblivion….<br/> <br/> <br/> I saw oblivion<br/> But it was not of my own design<br/> Atropos’ ghastly shears<br/> Cut thy string so that I may be free!<br/> <br/> I saw oblivion<br/> But it was not of my own design<br/> Free of their strings<br/> Fated to my own self-willed destiny<br/> <br/> Once blind, fated to witness this obscene absurdity<br/> Free from their schemes, no longer bound to their will<br/> Upon death’s horizon I have seen a life of inferiority<br/> The reckoning of my soul hath liberated me from their path<br/> Shackled to providence’s endless wheel of misery<br/> In stygian waves, this self-fulfilling prophecy begins anew (cursed inevitability)<br/> As we guide our blades inward, so that we may see<br/> The burning truth radiates upon my own fatality<br/> <br/> And with dead eyes, I saw oblivion…<br/> <br/> With dead eyes, I now see life’s cruel totality<br/> My accomplishments for naught, lost in the sands of time<br/> Deceived into thinking man makes his own destiny<br/> I embrace this revelation without respite<br/> The reconciliation of the Moirai’s paradoxical duality<br/> Entropy our master, as we fade into obscurity<br/> While locked in this prison of my own self-fulfilling prophecy<br/> I forever remain bound to ephemerality<br/> <br/> And in transcendence, I am oblivion…<br/> <br/> I saw oblivion!<br/> I am oblivion!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

A clash of fur<br/> Tooth and nail<br/> Mass upon mass<br/> Rats trapped in a barrel<br/> Eat of thy flesh<br/> Consume, excrete<br/> Gnaw thy bones<br/> Devourer of putrid rodent meat<br/> Starved of light<br/> Covet liberty<br/> Crave freedom<br/> Enslaved to this mephitic society<br/> I am the beast<br/> In supremacy<br/> The mutant rat<br/> An odious autonomy<br/> <br/> The truth is we are all meat to an idiot god<br/> (Detritivore theocracy)<br/> With dead flesh in our teeth, we hunt ourselves<br/> (Cannibal communion)<br/> Contaminated and corrupted, we feast amongst the corpses<br/> (Perverted Eucharist)<br/> In order to exist and to survive, betray and consume thy humanity<br/> (A pyrrhic sacrament)<br/> <br/> Wild and free<br/> Rabid and hungry<br/> Death stalking<br/> Only flesh of thy brethren satiates thee<br/> Gore upon our lips<br/> Blood soliloquy<br/> Animal upon animal<br/> A reprehensible camaraderie<br/> <br/> There’s no justice in the world<br/> And there is nothing truly good<br/> Filth betraying filth<br/> This is the world that we deserve<br/> <br/> No amount of poisons, traps or floods in the world could exterminate or eradicate thee<br/> As opportunistic vectors of disease, in a polluted and toxic environment, we breed<br/> The world belongs to the scum, the filth, and gloriously it shall forever be<br/> Our existence as excrement, for our sired young to inherit, reproduce and feed<br/> <br/> As scum upon scum rises to the top of the compost heap, with no mortal repercussions<br/> With ecclesiastical fervour, we celebrate and reward these heroes of moral destitution<br/> Barrel upon barrel is filled, in a befouled, beleaguered and irrelevant mass production<br/> These esteemed feculence swell with pride at their own auto-cannibalistic devolution<br/> <br/> Parasitic creatures<br/> To survive<br/> In toxic shock<br/> Devour loved ones alive<br/> Enthroned<br/> Scum inheritance<br/> Devoid of virtues<br/> In a detritus governance<br/> Flesh on flesh<br/> Pyrrhic victory<br/> Suffering<br/> Cannibalistic theocracy<br/> No heroes<br/> Only hopelessness<br/> No divinity<br/> This world belongs to the detritus

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Fuck your gods!<br/> Crush your gods!<br/> <br/> In magnificent splendour<br/> By providence, I extol this blasphemous vitriol<br/> <br/> Fuck your gods!<br/> Crush your gods!<br/> <br/> Serpent-tongued philosophers<br/> Speak in subterfuge<br/> Mars’ blade I must be<br/> Ashen and barren their souls laid bare<br/> I will not conform to their mediocrity<br/> Mars’ blade I must be<br/> <br/> To the pyre, I cast their words<br/> In abhorrence, I transcend the common herd<br/> Emaciated, fed their pious platitudes<br/> Acrimonious spirit upon crucifixion wounds<br/> <br/> Branded with the flesh of the Heathen….<br/> <br/> The flesh of the Heathen!<br/> <br/> I am the iconoclast<br/> The apostasy, the heresy<br/> An apex predator<br/> No clemency, only cruelty<br/> <br/> Fuck your gods!<br/> Crush your gods!<br/> <br/> In magnificent splendour<br/> By providence, I extol this blasphemous vitriol<br/> <br/> Fuck your gods!<br/> Crush your gods!<br/> <br/> Victim mentalities<br/> Progression stifled, suppressed<br/> Mars’ blade I must be<br/> The zenith of civilisation<br/> Built on the bedrock of the repressed<br/> Mars’ blade I must be<br/> <br/> I am the dissident<br/> The insurgency that shall shatter their empyreal<br/> I am the subversive<br/> A treacherous soul with sedition in his heart<br/> I am the insurrection<br/> The irreverent terror upon the puritanical<br/> I am the schism<br/> The enduring infidel defiant forevermore<br/> <br/> Lycanthropy give form to this blessed son of sin<br/> I can no longer withstand this destitution<br/> My dignity in chains, my disposition now grey<br/> I’ll slit my own throat before I beg for absolution<br/> <br/> Stigmatised, demoralised, traumatised<br/> Stretched upon their racks of animosity<br/> Their sectarian fictions, I retch in astringency<br/> An intransigent will against their false sovereignty<br/> <br/> Deus vult omnes homines hereticos fieri<br/> <br/> Deified, apotheosised, immortalised<br/> Baptised in the waters of your bigotry<br/> Emanates a soul forged in righteous heresy<br/> Obstinately, drown in thy holy apostasy<br/> <br/> Mars’ blade I must be!<br/> Your deposition to the charnel house!<br/> <br/> My fists as lightning<br/> Beat upon the earth<br/> Depose your masters<br/> Celestial afterbirth<br/> <br/> Despondent no more<br/> Your downfall, your conceit<br/> Duplicity an ossuary<br/> A shrine of your defeat<br/> <br/> The heretical soul<br/> In apostasy unfurled<br/> The flesh of the Heathen<br/> Standing aloof on top of the world<br/> <br/> In magnificent splendour<br/> I desecrate upon thee the flesh of the Heathen

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

My spirit roils and seethes in endless contempt<br/> Trespasser, perpetrator, transgressor<br/> A beguiling artifice encrusted in Epicurean desire<br/> Detractor, villifier, disparager<br/> Surrounded by serpents (I Am!)<br/> Surrounded by serpents<br/> <br/> Rising! Rising!<br/> In your condemnation, my spirit hath arose<br/> Preaching! Preaching!<br/> In evangelical pride, the fabrication you spoke<br/> Beseeching! Beseeching!<br/> My conviction, a burning effigy in your name<br/> <br/> (I Am!) Aristarch! I have become what you were to me<br/> (I Am!) Chastised! Castigated for a sacrifice I did not repent<br/> (I Am!) A truth! Collapsed into a clenched fist<br/> (I Am!) Venom! I shall become thy holy serpents’ poison<br/> <br/> (Which resides within your heart)<br/> <br/> A zealot’s wreckage conspicuously swathed as virtue signalling<br/> Perjurer, equivocator, pretender<br/> Surrounded by serpents (I Am!)<br/> Surrounded by serpents<br/> <br/> Hatred! Hatred!<br/> Through your revulsion, I have overcome<br/> Sacred! Sacred!<br/> Flagellated upon thine self-serving cross<br/> Fated! Fated!<br/> <br/> For a justified proclamation, I am damned<br/> Drowning in your serpents’ grasp I may be<br/> Wrongfully punished for I would not prostrate<br/> Would not yield or submit at your temple of conceit<br/> Now taste the vengeful steel of my conviction<br/> <br/> Send thy holy serpents’, for I am their venom<br/> Which shall reside within your heart for all time<br/> Slowly corroding your insides, as your vicious lies<br/> Collapse around you as a clenched fist prevails<br/> <br/> I Am!<br/> The hypoxia as your brain’s starved of air<br/> I Am!<br/> The poison which constricts your heart<br/> I Am!<br/> The necrosis that eats at your flesh<br/> I Am!<br/> The festering tumour in your bones<br/> I Am!<br/> The darkness that extinguishes the light in your eyes<br/> I Am!<br/> The oblivion that awaits<br/> I Am!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Heavy sits the crown…<br/> <br/> Witness this bountiful empire of sand<br/> It fills my heart with despair and regret<br/> <br/> Heavy sits the crown….<br/> <br/> All that I have willed<br/> Has left me betrayed<br/> My life’s work<br/> Buried and decayed<br/> Tremble in fear<br/> Upon these ruins<br/> Despair o’mighty<br/> Gaze upon this blessed decay<br/> <br/> Reminiscent, my body shakes<br/> In fits of disconsolation<br/> Recalling past endeavours<br/> Condemned to heart-torn abdication<br/> Once, I strode in licentious glee<br/> Upon the crushed bones of lesser men<br/> Trampled into dust by my decree<br/> From the swamps and mud, an empire was born<br/> Glorious and mighty beyond measure<br/> Temples erected in my honour<br/> A profane and triumphant transgressor<br/> Cunningly, unbeknownst to me<br/> This entire time I was being deceived<br/> With every passing victory<br/> Drew me closer and closer<br/> To harrowing, abysmal defeat<br/> <br/> Heavy sits the crown….<br/> <br/> Who could have known that the dynasty I birthed<br/> Was destined for the graves?<br/> A legacy of spectres, children of the crypt<br/> These worn eyes no longer grasp this horrific masquerade<br/> My lands once fertile and ripe<br/> Now only muck and sludge remains<br/> Fruit that was once a sweet delight<br/> Crumbles to bitter ash upon my tongue<br/> A kingdom forged in brazen iron<br/> Is now rust and corrosion<br/> The temples and palaces where I was worshipped<br/> Consumed by sand and erosion<br/> Deceptively, unbeknownst to me<br/> I was not the true King of all Kings<br/> My arms embrace the morose reality<br/> We are all slaves to a quietus destiny<br/> <br/> All that I have created, is now interred into the grave<br/> Annihilated by time, ravaged and conquered as slaves<br/> My kingdom, my empire swept away like castles made of sand<br/> Destined to perish, in ruin, they cannot be saved<br/> <br/> With wrinkled lip and cold command<br/> This shattered visage bids you welcome<br/> To this empire of sand<br/> <br/> “To the victor goes the spoils” as I was once told<br/> Misled, conquered and undone, let the truth unfold<br/> We are nothing but grains of sand, in the hourglass<br/> Concede defeat, Master Time conquers all, lo and behold!<br/> <br/> Even the most powerful of men are powerless to the machinations<br/> Of time!<br/> <br/> A dynasty of corpses to witness this ascension<br/> As sovereign ruler of phantoms upon a dominion of dust<br/> To rule from this throne of dirt, a macabre succession<br/> The dawning revelation that bursts in my head<br/> I wear this crown of dust, for a kingdom of the dead<br/> A crown made of ash for the monarch of the dead

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

An unfettered tongue spits dejection<br/> Upon the guise of modern man<br/> We, the unbent, unbroken stand<br/> <br/> A proud nation ridden with disease<br/> Malignant tumours overgrown like weeds<br/> If we are to die, then let us not rest in peace<br/> Invasive, the pathogens of infirmity overwrought<br/> As maggots feasting on a bloated pig, left to rot<br/> <br/> Our homes, our lands, our fields<br/> Poisoned by filth, we cannot yield<br/> Forsaken, cast out, but not yet defeated<br/> A failed state to be made obsoleted<br/> Intolerance fought with tolerance<br/> Words falsely used as weapons<br/> Ignorance touted in arrogance<br/> Blind, deaf and dumb to common sense<br/> <br/> Enslaved by their deceitful code of morality<br/> Spiritually corrupted, we gaze upon our own futility<br/> Sensitivity supplanting rationality, a wretched mentality<br/> We must return to tooth for tooth and claw for claw<br/> Blood for blood, iron and might that is the law<br/> <br/> A slave ship drowning in their virulent moor<br/> Torn asunder on their rocks of deceit<br/> Let thou tongues be silenced no more<br/> Let slip the wolves of war<br/> <br/> O’ warriors where are thou now?<br/> What has befallen you that has led you to thus?<br/> Wandering, nameless pariahs we have become<br/> To give in to this desolation, we must not succumb<br/> Wolves neutered and tamed<br/> Beasts of burden rather than the wild<br/> A violent caricature of political correctness made insane<br/> Where what rules is the vacuous, pathetic and inane<br/> <br/> Denizens of despair<br/> Throw off your yokes<br/> Be not cloaked in their veils of misery<br/> Arm yourselves with lex talionis<br/> Rend for fucking rend<br/> Aye! Tooth for tooth<br/> Tear apart these venomous rodents<br/> Tear it all asunder<br/> Let beast overcome man again<br/> <br/> Bestiarii as tidal waves<br/> Upon their seas of fragility<br/> Let their flesh stick in our teeth<br/> As a caustic flood of violence erupts<br/> <br/> Blood for fucking blood<br/> Yes! Claw for claw<br/> Let us be the hot iron<br/> Which cauterises this wound upon humanity<br/> <br/> Damnatio ad bestias!<br/> Torn asunder!<br/> <br/> The weak and the cowardly held in contempt and scorn<br/> Insects crushed beneath heel are nothing to be mourned<br/> Let their blood be the fertiliser to which a new age spawns<br/> Torn asunder their flesh, their ethos and their ways<br/> Lex talionis, the law we take to our graves

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Now he stands<br/> Forged in the fires of tribulation<br/> Burdened with uncertainty<br/> The Triumphator awaits oblivion<br/> <br/> No man is born equal<br/> And no man is born free<br/> <br/> Memento mori…<br/> <br/> A slave indentured to a system of hierarchical antipathy<br/> The man against time, born of unyielding anachronism<br/> A nation in coma, blissfully distracted in their apathy<br/> He can no longer slumber in their asinine mysticism<br/> <br/> Memento mori….<br/> <br/> Creeps into his soul and sets his mortal fibre dismally aghast<br/> Deception sold as hollow truths to the somnambulant paupers<br/> He cruelly shatters their mercurial illusions as broken glass<br/> Burdened with this cold truth, his bones on fire as he rejects the augurs<br/> <br/> A proselytization like fire, reckoned through his soul<br/> Cleansed of impurities, the Triumphator invictus<br/> His iron-cast will bends fate’s capricious nature<br/> His fortitude, a sceptre upon incredulous mythos<br/> The infirm are but stepping stones upon his ascension<br/> The bones of those he conquered are his hard-won throne<br/> Through eternal struggle and bloody condemnation<br/> He is faced with the inevitable, and thus remembers…<br/> <br/> No man is born equal<br/> And no man is born free<br/> <br/> Memento mori…<br/> <br/> The filth buried in his soul’s recesses whisper their bitter truths<br/> The scar tissue upon his psyche fragment and bleed profusely<br/> Upon the sight of the plebeian masses squandering their youth<br/> No man is born equal or free, lessons etched in blood for eternity<br/> <br/> The Triumphator stands above all<br/> Harnesses fate’s will to conquer the self<br/> Their arrogance their downfall<br/> With indignant pride, they squander their lives<br/> Deaf to oblivion’s harsh call<br/> No man has the right to live<br/> Forcibly made to crawl<br/> The Triumphator stands above all<br/> <br/> Triumphator….<br/> <br/> Now he stands….<br/> <br/> Over all that he is conquered, over all his achievements<br/> He is but a slave to the whisper trawled from the depths of his spirit<br/> Indentured to the burden of life’s imperative aggrievement<br/> Memento mori – the cold fire that will either bury or set thee ablaze<br/> <br/> Vir triumphalis upon a graveyard of victories and triumphs<br/> As all his accomplishments and all memory of his existence will fade<br/> Like others, his flesh and his bones succumbs to the eroding sands<br/> Time, the great thief makes mockery of man’s achievements<br/> As legends distort, and once vital truths become hollow<br/> This relentless wheel of entropic progression grinds on<br/> Until all light is extinguished from every star, in every galaxy<br/> In every part of the universe collapses and fucking dies<br/> <br/> Here his achievements stand<br/> Upon a weathered tombstone<br/> Forgotten in time<br/> As legends fade and gods die<br/> <br/> As legends fade and gods die

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026