Wrathcaster

From the distance I see the clouds Clouds made of metal Clouds made of rust Them fools flee in panic While I stand my ground Weeping with joy Awaiting to embrace the storm I'll be reborn in pain Life has meaning now Feelings, no longer mundane I hear the fleeting crows Death shall arrive In shades of grey and red Death shall thrive In the shape of raging dread A million swirling blades Ride upon the winds of hate Tetanus is their favor Deepest of the cuts they'll make The great storm draws near Fucking peasants flee, out of fear Under the crimson sun, I sear At long last, the storm is here Razors assail my skin Not a soul to hear my screams Metal sinks deep in the flesh I leave for eternal dream Death shall arrive In shades of grey and red Death shall thrive In the shape of raging dread My hate is no more My mind is numbed My will is not my own My sight is black My light is out My flesh is theirs Forever!

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 09, 2026

The sun is darkened Everlasting night has come My hordes awakened Our wait is finally done For I come as savior Of this ill-natured race The dark unholy emperor Behold my glorious blaze The ground shakes where I march The trees turn dark and dead Lightning strikes Waves crush I've come to Cash my wrath Tremble, before me fool Your time is nigh Arm yourself in vain To survive Creatures of terror Shall descend from the sky On your flesh and bonе My hordes shall thrive War and death Both arе epithets, to my infernal grace A top the wings of nightmare I scour the earth's face All that you've ever had is forfeit All that you've ever known is useless All that you've ever loved lies dead at my feet All that you've ever is reborn again Death's on the horizon Try as you might, you can't win Death's on the horizon Face the one, bathed in sin Embrace the one, bathed in sin Bathed in sin I am the Wrathcaster

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 09, 2026