After the Storm

Light will shine on you, be true

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A fireplace spark Breaks the silence of night Into dark realms I embark As the candle burns out In this creaking bed In this cabin of dread I toss and I turn I drown, and I burn The autumn mist crawls Over the fields outside Within these old walls The gates of hell open wide I can not sleep I can not bear She claws my skin She pulls my hair She's on my chest I get no air Another night Inside her lair

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Into the night we go Over barren lands, across oceans without end Against the wind, through the storms Blood, sweat and broken limbs The journey goes on and on Our muscles ache with pain Into the light we gaze We will never surrender Into the night we go Under starlit skies, across an endless sea of time Striving forth, through the rain Blood, tears and broken hearts The journey goes on and on Our muscles ache with pain Into the light we gaze We will never surrender

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

The skies were black Of smoke The mountains cracked And broke The fire giant released The howling of the beast The flood came from the sea And it washed over me Day was dark as night But then I saw A light Darkness filled the earth Time had come Rebirth She would sing once more And I would row ashore The flames embraced the sky As I gave in to die The earth was now her own And I no more Alone

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

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There will come a day, my friend, when none of this matters. The darkness, the struggles. The pleasures, and the smiles. All will be washed away, like tears falling into the ocean of time. Our self-image. Our possessions. Our pride and our pain. There will come a day when nothing of you will remain. You might find it soothing, or you might find it sad. The idea of losing everything that you once had. Oh, my friend, I have lost it all. And I have lost myself. It was the darkest night that I have ever felt. But it is in darkness where you will find the light. It is through suffering you will get it right. The pulverisation of yourself. The death of your mind gives birth to your heart. It's all necessary for a new start. I sometimes lay down and gaze up towards a clear night sky. It helps me regain perspective. What I want to happen, what I don't want to happen - how self-absorbed I have been to consider it important. The future, the past. The endless amount of time spent on worry or regret. What a waste of the gift that is life. Whenever you watch the stars, can you feel yourself overflow with wonder? The mysteries of life are all around you, my friend, but your mind is like a cage. You will not experience what it can not grasp. The smaller the room, the smaller the experience. You must grow it. I'm writing you this letter, for life is uncertain. And as you will come to understand - everything is temporary. Everything ends and everything evolves. It is all constantly changing. Every cell of your body is changing, so let your mind change too. If you're not happy with who you are - then you are not who you really are. These are the things I want you to think of, whenever I cross your mind. Know that you are a soul living the human experience. Trust your intuition. With practice, it becomes a compass to guide you through life. If you feel anxious, it means that you're doing something wrong. Silence your mind and feel. Observe your thoughts and change what you can. You know I had to change a lot. Everything in my life was wrong, and man, did I suffer for it. Eventually I experienced that it is not the incidents or our emotions that creates our suffering, it's our reactions towards them that does. Keep that in your mind, my friend, as I tell you - a cycle is reaching its end. All shall pass. Happiness and suffering - time is relentless towards all. Yet, we are eternal, beyond the world that we know. One day we will both return to the earth what we have from her taken - when our bones finally rest below the forest soil, and our souls again wander in the midnight sky. My dear friend, I hope my words can become a shoulder for you to cry on. And when it's time, we will meet again - beyond the belt of Orion.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025