World Shroud

walking flesh, routing bodies mindless food for the lions harvest the men from the fields kill the flame that keeps us burning the vanguard of excessive humanity let me feel free juggernauts of all that is rotten let me feel ease the time of torment is here exiled from life, we turn to death for all we know he is all and the one to never turn away open yourselves to the coming storm feel the torrent rip and pull the excessive surge of pain no water but flesh and blood will rain you are the neverborn you, the walking vermin you, the torn you are the perpetual plague we are humanity we are the world and when we die you die with us floating cyanide souls we are trapped in a lingering existence consuming ourselves with fear burning with anguish a part of you aching to die another struggling to live this relentless inner war will keep the plague walking force fed with grime and pride he walks this way, this earth and when he turns to sand another golem is summoned delay my path to grace void the concept of this now hold my time to prove myself and bring forth my executioner the fierce creator of life will set and when he sets he shall shroud the world encrypt the universe kill us, the plague and when this sequence is complete another awaits, another dream wake up so you may sleep again far in the distance another Utopia's rising the future is recovering from its passed fall from grace

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

the eight plague roamed born within eastern wind from the dark prayers of Moses they came to obliterate sin as a swarm of locusts covering the skies and casting all into darkness consumed was the land annahilated was iniquity release them! release them all release them! release them all again! sounds of the swarm, the arousing alarm one tiny entity in thousands a whole anatomy built to consume the idea of the living exhume the thoughts of him in motion with us, within release the wrath of our dead prophet let him unleash again, a force from which we will never regain and as the heavens rain down we stand by watching the world in her final gown seeing her last sun setting so, as the silence arrive and there is morning again the last day of time dawns and humans shall never more reign

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025