Ornuthi Thalassa

Restore to us our sight So that we may behold, as did our fathers In every age, ere this heap of dregs Where all worlds converge, and wretched millions Skitter over land and sea and air Like the forty-thousand who screamed across the Aegean As the watchfires of Plataea darkened at their backs Restore to us our sight, O things that sustain us Things that crash down upon us Draw our gaze thither, give to us our first look Assail us to draw forth words from primal waters And set us alight like hounds Who knoweth not their own names, nor anything Save the hard hands of their masters And the funereal scent of the hunt So that we may behold your gleaming, as did our fathers And set fire to the cities of men "…ἦρχε δ᾽ ἄρ᾽ Ἕκτωρ Μακρὰ βιβάς: πρόσθεν δὲ κί᾽ αὐτοῦ Φοῖβος Ἀπόλλων Εἱμένος ὤμοιιν νεφέλην, ἔχε δ᾽ αἰγίδα θοῦριν."

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

Now turn our gaze towards things long lost Ere the coming of Socrates and Christ The silence of the blind bards And the snaring of wild Enkidu Behold primal waters Concealing that which first writhed Like hideous drops of onyx In that winedark deep There πόλεμος, father of all things First wove itself into life And so the living were never of one essence Nor two, but mix’d In that muck, where nothing reigned Disparity was crowned And soon, like crows streaming across midwinter skies When night’s soon to come, driven thither to roost Knowing not why, but only thus Macht the vast hurtled down from the stars Up from deep trenches, and out from living tendrils As a knot of roots growing ever outward With no nexus, nor single shoot But innumerable nodes Behold bios vying against itself Soldered in that oceanic kiln As when thick winds converge And roiling clouds turn green with anguish As a funnel creeps downward Thus things did not remain But were crushed ceaselessly under the hooves of time From its own powder, ground like fennel in a mortar Then coagulated bios, and was crushed And coagulated, and was crushed Then out from gyre’s center, whirling bios upon firm soil A thing cast its gaze across the horizon And, assailed, it spoke Behold ἄνδρα, a thing not quite, complete not yet There he stands, beholding vapours aloft, ridges afar Forces delivered themselves unto him And by force was he consumed Like cotton skein submerged in purpura Words came to him, and words he recalled Forces drew him north, and drew him south And fastened him to all points As rawhide stretched across a frame Far they cast him And wherever he dwelled Force delivered itself unto him And by force was he consumed

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

Now whittle down for us our gaze So that we may see these groundlings Growing eyes on the inside Yet, lest we tarry in the company of fools Be brief Behold ἄνδρας, exchanging quiver and canopy For ploughshare and gambrel Fire delivered itself unto him And by fire was h’enthralled Men of the chaff Sheltered by rivulet and vale Gave way to men of the polis Set upon coast and rapid And like a vase, once protean Now impaled by the marver The maw of gods began to close And so scrivenings were hewn Where once words winged

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

Behold insight, δαίμον of illusion Rummaging the ruins of Athens scorched Harried by Phoibos, manacled by Lysander See him lying in wait Like tripwire across a blasted heath Scorched by engines of war Into the minds of men he plunged And took root like cancer Opening black gulfs Wherein lurk’d vicious chimeras Sphinxes, and homunculi Now loosed upon the world Across a millennium it spanned Sickly empire nocturne Only once stamped like weeds That pierce ruined masonry: For down came bearded northmen Savage drinkers of milk But coasts are not for want of feeble men enrobed So for centuries he lurked Fondling bearded men of arid destiny And soon came a dumb ox Carting poison in tow Not the last, nor the gravest heretic Tarry no longer Forget these vain men of the polis Soon to be consumed like arid stalks of grass For naught escapes Macht, vast κρατορία Forces of stellar magnitude, fires unquenchable

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

"...Wenn die Rätsel einander drängten und kein Ausweg sich bot, half der Feldweg Denn er geleitet den Fuß auf wendigem Pfad still durch die Weite des kargen Landes." Lead us, then, far from the cities of men To behold things that consume us Places like ruptures in the hide of a serpent Where sky’s rim illumes Places where silence assails us And furtive gods give us glimpse Here course primal waters wild And whirls bios unfettered To time’s mad pulses Though no place, none Not the blackest gulfs of thought Nor the dunghills of ἄνδρες Constrain gods, for all is Macht Seeketh these places, far from the cities of men For there one with eyes unpluck’d Beholds primal waters wild And there one may take refuge From great floods at dawn

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026

"Wehe dieser grossen Stadt! - Und ich wollte, ich sähe schon die Feuersäule, in der sie verbrannt wird!" Seest primal waters rising Roused from icy slumber To meet, in cruel jest Drought unending Harvest cruel? And seest Plutos ascendant Flummoxing fools upon thrones Preaching ἄτην to men of the polis Frail of frame and φρήν Or sedent, abandoned to masturbation Endorphin bound; a maximalism grotesque Unlike any depths hitherto sunk By a culture in freefall? Ye, regard them with hatred And thou shalt smile ‘sdainful For entwined is the arid destiny Of bearded men Incensed by injustice perceived Vicious executors of the machete Fleeing ruined clime At misery’s pitch intolerable; They shall come And gore these swine Burning to a cinder their pitiful monuments Arts of a culture prolapsed So shall perish this generation of Heliogabalites Under the hammer of solar assault Radiation inexorable, indifference cosmic Indifference supreme Ὄρνυθι vast κρατορία Darken our minds to savagery Petrify our hearts to granite Engulf us in unquenchable fire That shall burn gloriously Like the gleaming of a god "...ὣς αἰεὶ Ἀχιλῆα κιχήσατο κῦμα ῥόοιο Καὶ λαιψηρὸν ἐόντα: θεοὶ δέ τε φέρτεροι ἀνδρῶν."

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026