All the Wounded and Broken

Let the storm devour the light Let your burden of duty expire Spend your days in ominous doom And draw inspiration from life’s gloom Yet there remains on the horizon A frozen ember, a shimmer of a new dawn And still I bear in this battered heart A saddened roar still yearning for life Yet there remains on the horizon A frozen ember, a shimmer of a new dawn And still I bear in this battered heart A saddened roar still yearning for life

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

All the wounded and broken bow down, pleading Yet I feel no humanity For I have seen too much of their incessant march of absurdity Wreaking havoc on what they have created And I am the ancient weaver of your dismal fate For I dwell, emerge from within your tarnished nightmares I feel no humanity Inside this cold, barren void There is no sympathy for your infelicity For all these rites and prayers resounds insufficiency I am the ruler from the world beyond The one who reigns over humanity Forger of the elements The omnipotent and omnipresent There is no sympathy for your infelicity For all these rites and prayers resounds insufficiency Your civilizations and their history are just passing moments in my divine eyes And your burden is not my cross to bear My thoughts extend beyond your parasitic kind I detest your race, soon to meet its end in mass suicide Every downfall begins when pride saturates the mind Behold the end of those who doubt my sanctity My shape is found in sun and moon, inferno clothes my body My thoughts extend beyond your parasitic kind I detest your race, soon to meet its end in mass suicide Time has unveiled the irrevocable corruption Streaming through your heritage Sentenced eternally to Hel And learn to dance with flames To cauterize the shame Mankind engulfed in hate As I watch in contempt

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

There’s this face I see in the water As cold as the void inside my soul That I can’t tell apart from my own So I cut it open wide To see if I can differentiate the one on my neck and the one that stares through the darkest depths of my mind And the familiarity gets hold of my breath I felt I've been reborn But the past will never let go No choice but to shoulder the cost There’s this face I see in the water As cold as the void inside my soul So I let the currents fill my lungs Let the sorrow drown my past A once guilty memory spreads like tumor within If death can save me I would dig my way to my grave I have ruined the lines I have drawn I have been shackled The past will never let go There’s this face I see in the water As cold as the void inside my soul So I let the currents fill my lungs Let the sorrow drown my past Only after the strife I learned to release And I will run down the stream To wash away this face of deceit We bind ourselves to our reasons Just to feel a little safer forgetting to live We neglect our true identity So please tell me Do you feel just a little safer? Or are you worn to the bones through denial? I have only one truth to spare Only after the strife I learned to release And I will run down the stream To wash away this face of deceit Like the rain, we keep on falling Not to vanish but to breathe meaning Into our wounds Into the defeat Into our struggle Into something

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Deep in the boundless realm of untouched, pure human notion The grand cradle of civilization The gods in us scream for perfection Rejecting wanton conduct Practiced by the disgraceful among us Discoloration of our sacred temple We must deprogram The weeds among our dying species Through constant expurgation The infection of the mind shall be cleansed Our vigilant watch will reveal The colors inside our vibrant thoughts Still waiting, forlorn Set in motion by silence alone Mouths spitting hate and carrion Our trinity decays Mouths spitting hate and carrion Our trinity decays No more living the life of forgiveness Resist the words that have clouded our senses I saw the ones above bleeding out their souls From their hollow eyes, the gift that we abuse I saw the ones above bleeding out their souls From their hollow eyes, the gift that we abuse And now the ones above became numb to our despair For we turned their gifts into our curse Still waiting, forlorn Set in motion by silence alone Mouths spitting hate and carrion Our trinity decays From dust we have risen, lifted by the great unknown But all we’ve ever woven; hate and carrion

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Enslaved by greed, we fear the loss of substance Solicitude censored in calculative eyes Surrounded by the calamity we brought upon ourselves Landmark cities to become the graveyard of our dreams On land of concrete I count the days in waste And every knowledge gained extends our hideous fate Pride, the everlasting sickness, bound to us like chains Always shedding new tears over old grief Consumed by ego, we dress ourselves in vanity Co-existence is long-forgotten so longs as progress endures How quickly we sought to loathe what we once cherished? How deaf are we to the sound of its wail? On land of concrete I count the days in waste And every knowledge gained extends our hideous fate Pride, the everlasting sickness, bound to us like chains Always shedding new tears over old grief We worship our collective failure Always shaping all things to our will We feast on its flesh until the earth itself kneels Crushed under the ruins of our host Will be the moment we realize the blood on our hands As we once came from the unknown The path we took will lead us into the void I count, I count the days in waste On land of concrete I count the days in waste And every knowledge gained extends our hideous fate Pride, the everlasting sickness, bound to us like chains Always shedding new tears over old grief Always feasting as if this was our last meal

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

The blood and howl of the slain swirl up in the air As the silent kings fill their coffers Striking forward in to the enemy’s lair Armed with hate we trigger a new reign As grief fill your closed eyes On the naked plains, the soulless bodies lay Echoing silently the death of a race Behold the march of the war-machines With each village raped Traditions neutered without a trace All common principles are lost here We just answer our cause On the naked plains, the soulless bodies lay Echoing silently the death of a race But soon I fell, lifeless The same grief in your eyes engulfing me whole This is a dead letter for the tyrants to falsify Misguided pawns in a scripted game of fools Throwing lives down the drain, driven to our doom Spirit indoctrinated, child of lost cause The blood and howl of the slain swirl up in the air The everlasting scars of war Embedded in our wretched hearts With every touch We poison our mother Though battles manufactured We are the ones left smothered Feeding fear into our souls Left to mourn and suffer The power to be and choose Lies dormant in your hands With every touch We poison our mother Though battles manufactured We are the ones left smothered Feeding fear into our souls Left to mourn and suffer The power to be and choose Lies dormant in your hands

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Frozen is my state of progress And the rot is spreading through my veins again Fighting the curse so violently When in truth, the plague blossomed from within But all this time, my intentions were to contain every trace of volition And in the process I have spared myself From relentless strife (strife and pain) Through toil and trial I’ve earned myself the serenity So keep your fucking lecture to yourself But is pride something worth my devotion? Living as a slave to this coward’s tongue Frozen is my state of progress A prisoner to the winter’s silence All that’s left in these worn-out hands Security and oppression Cause I’m walking on the blurred line between, Between my pride and concession To conquer ego will be my greatest trial Accepting defeat to save me from my fall My legacy will be deathlike silence When I’m gone Indecision, the familiar yet hidden addiction I’m tired of asking myself the same old question Cause I’m walking on the blurred line between, Between my pride and concession So don’t pull these strings until I’ve learned to fly

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

I can hear the sound of grace from the throat of hell Summoning my inner demons, blood splattered on these walls It’s a world made for the strong to prey on the weak And now I can’t resist this Primeval urge to disassemble The blinding beauty of their godly figures The inexplicable thrill in my hands As my instrument penetrates through flesh For all the days I’ve suffered I’ll leave this world in torment Some still voice their words of disdain And I’ll rip their throats out “Justice is served” So lord guide me to disassemble The blinding beauty of their godly figures The inexplicable thrill in my hands As they read my final rites I am just searching for the cure The one you’ll never comprehend You call me disordered But I’m just searching my way out A higher logic orchestrates my inner rage These demeaning titles can’t break my conscious Label me antisocial, cancerous degenerate I am never alone for I lay with my lambs We will never understand what barricades our thoughts And maybe I want this silence, so point the gun at me We will never understand what barricades our thoughts We will never understand, so point the gun at me I am just searching for the cure The one you’ll never comprehend You call me disordered But I’m just searching my way out Bound and restrained, gazing at heaven My purpose fulfilled, chaotic seeds sowed Bound and restrained, sinking into hell And There I lay with my lambs

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

The putrid stench of an expired era A pact of sinners writhing in their own filth forever First sin : Self-conceived pride To justify your worthless being with your hollow success Sin two : Exploitive intentions Leeching off your followers down to their bones Next sin : Covetous nature Committing fratricide for your fifteen minutes of fame Infesters of an innocent culture Breeders of failure Impaled high for all to behold We squirm in the waste you have laid Bathed in the curse of our father’s mistakes Age of desolation Will we ever find a way to amend? Generation sin Our legacy tainted We’ve lost all that we’ve ever loved Lost to condemnation Fingers pointed to next generation – to us No! With rotten roots, all trees have to wither The flocks of songbirds amass to sing their hymns of ridicule You are one who’ve nurtured the tragedy we face Sitting on your rusty throne To reign supreme your inexistent realm With rotten roots, all trees have to wither Sweet nectar of lies, the poison you gave We are your deformed children Paying the price for your negligence For the well-buried truths Cursed is our fate to never know if our sound will be heard Time to reclaim what’s rightfully ours Retrace your lineage and neutralize the source We squirm in the waste you have laid Bathed in the curse of our father’s mistakes Age of desolation Will we ever find a way to amend? Generation sin Our legacy tainted We’ve lost all that we’ve ever loved Lost to condemnation Fingers pointed to next generation – to us

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

We danced in flames, igniting through the nights We once were architects but these great pillars won’t last For we always crave and feast on our ashen hearts Carved hollow monuments of ego and worn-out sand Born to kill in apathy Are we sent from hell below? Reflect on history To stage our next mistake A mass amnesia We obey only our greed Even as the sky fades We smile in disarray Breeding terror for all Except those who reside behind the veil Built this wall of futile standards Just to forget and leave them behind Were we ever meant to survive? Born to kill in apathy Are we sent from hell below? Reflect on history To stage our next mistake A mass amnesia We obey only our greed Even as the sky fades We smile in disarray Our infected minds Lost all sense of self-control Such a downward glance Salivating venomous rage Drawn to decay Testing our own fate We’ll trade our own flesh Just to have a taste Soiled ocean, leaden sky Our children lost in a concrete maze Dug a well that always had been dry There’ll be a future but without us Drawn to decay Testing our own fate There’ll be a future but without us We’ll trade our own flesh Just to have a taste There’ll be a future but without us