Sojourners

Here in the moonlit groves Standing below celestial waves Revealed by cosmic shores Offing of the night, a grave We are sojourners of this world And we long to return home Transcending through the tempest Only shattered chains remain Ensanguined fog billows forth As bodily prisons fade Haunting woodnotes echo through the night Forest aura! Arise from shade We are sojourners of this world And we long to return home Transcending through the tempest Only shattered chains remain Thus we shall wander eternally Through the vastness and serenity Through shade of nebula, through glow of moonbeam Which creates the path to arcane dreams Dragging us far beyond the forbidden To the gates of the tempest, we are hidden Where the corporeal ceases to be An eternal journey begins in beauty and grandeur A great machine looms afar Spewing burnt, congealing tar Black spires obscure the sun Threatening to consume Chains lying broken and withering Beneath the dystopian waste Soon the foliage will bury them

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026

Entranced, I gaze upon the trees In the noble haunt, as I journey to the ocean shore Ardent flames, I summon thee The swamp a cenotaph These forlorn bones wither to ash I am flames and the alpenglow Peaks ablaze in the night Woodland mirage which veils our sight I have devoured the sunlight that once captivated Extinguishing the embers of our forefathers graves Below the mist of the tides Where winds of time shall confine Where wayworn spirits wander evermore And nothing shall be washed ashore

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026

Whispers of dawn echo through the winds of time Wistful, beckoning calls flowing through the boughs Crystalline waters rushing throgh forgotten streams Down they trickle through glassy falls like sand The hours, frozen, now begin to fade away For the death of man a choir of raven calls lament An ode to saplings sprouting from an iron sea Carried softly through the branches on a woodsmoke breeze The reverent forests shroud us in the dawn Our footprints buried below autum leaves The endless snowfall has been called upon Throes of a coming storm and winters are perceived Spectrum of fleeting rays swirling through the clouds of mist Where the aeonian portal of radiance exists Far from the reach of man, I dwell in solitude At a distance wicked winter's embrace is creeping Bones of the world reaching ever skyward, consuming O grand woods I beseech thee; consume my remains

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026

My bones become the roots of the trees My breath, a fog of malice to enshroud My blood becomes the essence of the streams The brittle remains a shrine on the wayside Clenching the still-beating heart of mankind within my hands Echoes from the winter's past shall pervade these hollow lands The eternal night calls to me Cloaked in a veil of the raven's demise To relinquish a frail body to the majestic woods And revel in the untouched secrets lost to time

Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026

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