Onslaught

Death's wave at its peak<br/> Tensions taking off<br/> Strength and passion.<br/> the fury of frenzy<br/> Beats in a scream.<br/> Onslaught!<br/> Armor clangs,<br/> The crunch of broken bones!<br/> <br/> Bones beat<br/> On leather drums<br/> The dead march<br/> And the fallen parade,<br/> Young heroes,<br/> and those older than eternity,<br/> Who are with us, who are with us<br/> Will not find peace in death.<br/> <br/> We will not have<br/> The bliss of quiet sadness<br/> or Moderate humility<br/> Without enmity<br/> It does not suit us,<br/> The villany of despicable bourgeois<br/> Peaceful deaths are alien to us.<br/> <br/> The storm of tragedy ablaze,<br/> My Odal fell, defeated by the Darkness,<br/> And the bloody river seeped into sand, foretelling Death.<br/> Out ran the source, which gave meaning and nourished blood,<br/> And the Spirit tormented me with Passion of Search,<br/> Fighting and comprehending!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026