Order of the Mist
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And soon I’ll stop feeling lost again. The fearless dine (in hell)<br/> <br/> Dying on the floor, your answer is not to write in blood the one<br/> <br/> Who killed you with the signs of the cross in splinters.<br/> Were there not several ways to count the way you’ve slain us?<br/> I cannot believe it’s still the rise of bloody roller.<br/> I long live in the rolling calm<br/> <br/> I stand for the sullen, lethargic, reflexions<br/> Of the moon and the shadows that were gleaming in my dissection.<br/> <br/> My gallant assassin and kill me before the end<br/> My gallant assassin and kill me before the end<br/> My gallant assassin and kill me before the end<br/> My gallant assassin<br/> <br/> …….Feel those embers brush - your guts and pipes of glory<br/> <br/> Feel those embers brush your guts and<br/> Sneak into your pipes of glory.<br/> Trinkets of your guilt so volatile<br/> In the end is all you’ve got.<br/> <br/> My gallant assassin, my gallant assassin<br/> My gallant assassin and kill me before the end (x3)<br/> My gallant assassin.<br/> <br/> Now we are as one<br/> Like a bird and its young<br/> Never sung
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
At last I can die alone<br/> Here on your frozen chest.<br/> Why hath the ravens gone?<br/> Seek farther than your nest<br/> For the night’s unrest.<br/> <br/> Inside us the violence subsides and then<br/> Invites us to swallow the pride of yesteryear<br/> <br/> Behind the glorious sun rots<br/> A lie so foul it blinds the flocks<br/> <br/> At last I can die of hope<br/> Here on your molten chest.<br/> Why hath the flavours gone?<br/> Seek farther than your festering nest<br/> <br/> You turn to dust, you turn<br/> <br/> Inside us the vile curse subsides and then<br/> Invites us to question the pride of yesteryear<br/> <br/> At last I can die alone<br/> Here on your frozen chest.<br/> Why hath the ravens gone?<br/> Tears on your swollen nest<br/> <br/> Your swollen nest invites the guests<br/> Invites the nine guests
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
The way you wield the blade of gold…<br/> <br/> My concerns are dying ferns.<br/> Thy insight will writhe and burn.<br/> <br/> Sail us to Vanaheim, Deadly Order Of the Mist!<br/> <br/> On the Isle of Vanaheim grant me one last poisoned kiss.<br/> On lilac rocks you guide us.<br/> On lava slopes you taunt us.<br/> <br/> The way you wield the blade of gold,<br/> The way you comb invokes the night.<br/> <br/> Old God, you missed your chance to inspire all your fans<br/> As the Isle of Vanaheim cracked and sank, the ningyo danced.<br/> Your war is done.<br/> Life has begun.<br/> The way you wield the blade of gold…<br/> <br/> Sail us to Vanaheim, Deadly Order Of the Mist!<br/> On lilac rocks you guide us onwards.<br/> On lilac rocks you taunt us.<br/> <br/> The way you wield the blade of gold
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
This life is not as you dreamt<br/> The glove is heavy as lead<br/> I saw you lying low<br/> Ready to pull your bow<br/> <br/> I know these rings<br/> Won’t bring you back<br/> The river sings<br/> <br/> Of Winter’s grin<br/> Your time has come<br/> Nibelungen<br/> <br/> Our dreams are not our lives<br/> And the River comes alive<br/> Where the ravens were designed by you<br/> Our dreams are not our lives<br/> And the River comes alive<br/> Where the ravens were designed by you<br/> <br/> <br/> Your time has come, Nibelungen<br/> <br/> Your time has come,<br/> don’t bite your tongue<br/> Your violet tongue, Nibelungen
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Sanitize to save your life<br/> Motorized - to be on time<br/> Undermined - so another shines<br/> <br/> When your bones - cease to fold<br/> Cease to fold – we’re just another casualty<br/> And our eyes - are just 2 holes<br/> Are just two holes - deadly demonology<br/> <br/> I know that you find it wrong<br/> To leave no rock unturned<br/> I know that you find it warm<br/> To sleep on a bed of worms<br/> Of worms<br/> <br/> Eleonora<br/> <br/> I drink - your tears<br/> And I - fall in<br/> ….. Love - and sort of - grin<br/> <br/> I know - that you find - it wrong - to leave<br/> No rock - unturned. - I know - you find it warm<br/> To sleep in - a bed of - a bed - of germs<br/> Of germs<br/> Eleonora
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Slaughter resourceful friends who will gallop heart and soul into battle.<br/> Yet I will not follow my lord and blindfolded headsman on the saddle<br/> <br/> As you crack your skull on that blue-moss bed<br/> I’ll enjoy this lull before the sea turns red:<br/> Tattered lanterns.<br/> <br/> Like dying ferns of summer, (the gold) has brought me nothing but deceit.<br/> Like dying ferns of summer, (the gold) has brought me nothing but disease.<br/> <br/> And may I look at that hook<br/> Stuck in your lip, is it good?<br/> Like that book, the ancient fib?<br/> <br/> Like dying ferns, like dying ferns, like dying ferns, like dying ferns<br/> Like dying ferns, like dying ferns, like dying ferns, like dying ferns<br/> <br/> We are wolves, we are the Huldra. We are doe, we were the Huldra…<br/> We are<br/> we.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Anata wa Tenko ni narimashita<br/> <br/> My bones delight the sun.<br/> There was no one to grieve, to bury me.<br/> <br/> That’s when the drugs kick in.<br/> That’s when the drugs kick in.<br/> Suffocating lovers holding bony fingers<br/> <br/> Sitting next to a cold log fire, coal winds creeping through their sockets.<br/> Little trails of feral footprints hang around like rings of Saturn<br/> (Re)suscitating Chinese shadows for the coming of a woodland king<br/> Disappearing into to specks of nothing in a cage where the foxes sing.<br/> <br/> Kyūbi no kitsune<br/> Tenko ni narimasu<br/> <br/> My story’s not entirely written<br/> I will become whatever you were not<br/> <br/> Old toes have crawled, Otosan crawled<br/> Back to the well<br/> <br/> Kids are rocks and they keep on falling<br/> Off the cliffs. I’m sorry for my teeth as you fall inside.<br/> <br/> Journey’s so fine till I run into a shrine.<br/> Draugar outside, now I curl up. Little kit<br/> I mean no harm, though your carcass is the key.<br/> God feels the same, as I dive into the night.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026