Voice of the Burned
A vast soul wanders The stars Searching for light Purity... Swelling from despondency The eternal dawn of chaos Is rising from the ether; The zenith of my heart O, vast soul! Illuminate the crypts In the far corners of the cosmos Bring life to this barren space Weave your vast nebulae As you ebb through the river Where stars forms… Braid your vistas of colour Light forms in your wake Dance in the darkness, oh vast soul! Constellate the sky With life Breathe life into this battered world O vast soul…
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026
Thou sleep in a tomb of ruin Thy bones exposed to the sun Beneath pillars of ash Dancing in the shadows Erupting empyreal light They knew not the extent of thy power Of the magic dormant within Thy corroded, pestilent heart Thou cursed the Earth that killed thee With thy dying breath… There was a forest of light Whose leaves glistened with gold There once was hope Emanating from a pure soul Doomed to be corrupted As all pure things are… Drown us all in hatred... Their druidic chants could not retrieve The stars you tore from the heavens… Cloaked in the shadow of the glade Myriad roots converge to form bark From beneath the soil… Shelter… Erupting from a seed Shelter… Sacred and inviolate O dryad Show them no mercy They defiled you, raped you Claimed your children as theirs They killed your kin Built towers from their bones! A sacred tree Once buried Burst forth and spread Boughs across the skyline Before time Before light The sacred tree Now falling O sprites They call themselves oracles; Bearers of a bright future At the cost of our world In their clairvoyance they succumbed To the condescension in their hearts They speak only the language of deceit To keep their black future! They slit the throat of druids They cut the arteries of gods O Sol, Sylvan, Dryad… Stay not your rage Stay not your hand Countless voices Petrified in wood Ageless rage From gentle souls The slumbering god Twisting in despair Throwing cinders Weeping molten light May they not predict your wrath! The land you claimed; Sacred water Ageless boughs The vast sky Now collapse upon you The anger in these roots Shall bind the hands of man And the world will reclaim its silence...
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026
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Grove burner He who rapes the world World splitter Who claims mastery over nature In such vain condescension Bleed in the mire of your own hubris Those who you control want blood Even the earth itself Conspires to overthrow you May you freeze beneath the sun you eclipsed May you choke on the soil you unearthed May the contextless violence of the cosmos Decimate your delusions of power… He who rapes the world! Enslaver of the weak Defiler of the strong He who bleeds forever You will be buried beneath the bones You have torn from the flesh May no voice speak your name! May you rot beneath the ruins of your empires They won't protect you He who bleeds forever You face a beast... With many heads... And one voice... In the name of the great spectre... With the breath of every world... In the tongues of a thousand languages Vanished by your hand I cast you down! From the mouths of millions does my anger come I speak with the voices of a thousand forgotten aeons With the ageless rage of the silenced I cast you down! I am the face in the fire that haunts you I am the serpent crawling down your throat I am the voice of the burned. Beware! When fire spreads… Ashes rise… I cast you down! With the ageless rage of the silenced I cast you down!
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026
Frozen in worship Before the grand litany I trace the circle Of the hydra-headed wanderer Through unseen tides Twixt nether space Below a sea of stars Sovereign to declivity The demiurge path; Where deities seldom tread A shadow made from light The astral womb Prelude to the ether Forever birthing Space and time Hollow and deep, the declivity Bespeckled by narrow shafts of light Seeking weary eyes to glimpse its secrets: The path to the world below Prostrate, enslaved The enigma of being Chained to a metaphiysic construct Deciphering slowly the tongue of time Eroding my shackles I have witnessed the rise of a billion foreign suns Breaching horizons of untold chaos Heedless of sentient life The first light Flows endless through the lacunae! Mercilessly I was changed Perceiving the memories of the universe Granted through astrologic epiphany In phantasmagoric horror Volute and volatile, in every cosmic age The diviner of natural law A heart with no form A pulse with no source; Barren, but fertile; Pregnant, but sterile I have been shown every conceivable end I've followed the journey of every ray of light The end of every story The birth of every soul... The stream flows through me... The birth and death of worlds Scrawled upon the canvas of the cosmos Written in the pathways of stars As they ebb through the river Beneath the universe Leading to ecstatic horizons The birth of a trillion worlds The river of the firmament Twists and bends through The heart of every planet Witness the eternal dawn of chaos Swell from nothingness; A despondent dance of matter Scoring the future with striations In a heliospheric tongue As if gazing at a cosmic mirror Shards embedded in the night Ensnare me with kelidoscopic visions Bore into me, the infinitude of being The astral well of souls is overflowing Every tale of birth and death ascribed Upon the darkened tapestry of time A stream of aeons forging through the dark You speak the wisdom of the celestial sphere Of a universe scattered with life And immeasurable oceans of stars Black voids of endless violence Constellations of writing mass Endless realities In cataclysmic chaos... And the thread... The thread that binds them all Abstract wisdom Gleaned from the solar forge A grand knowledge of the ages Spelled in the language Of constellations A language of light A dialect of time The light is hidden In the void Drowned in darkness Obscured... I see the weary light of ancient stars; Stellar music of the solar wind Constellations of dead stars And worlds yet to form If every strand of light is aged Then everything I've ever seen is ancient From the faintest spark To the vastest supernova I have left behind my terrestrial sphere I have cast aside my naked form To spread vast and wide To feel as time itself Feels Populated blackness Scored with chaos Photons on their solemn journeys Drowned in darkness Obscured... Drowned in darkness A stream of aeons... Drowned in darkness Obscured... The light is hidden Within the void...
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026
When the firmament succumbs to its wounds And the atrophied sun reclaims its path… When night looms over a battered cosmos And the empyrean howls with death… When the ruins of sentient life Have been eroded away by time… When the age of writhing flesh Has decayed into the dark… When the cinders of humanity Have been reduced to smoke Like ash in space... A new star will form Where time is still… When the last voice has spoken As the final knell chimes... And the winds of time Weather the faces of the aeons-dead... When the glint of starlight Is but a distant dream... When the world reclaims its silence… I will tread the ether I will swim the sea of runes As blood in the beating heart of space I pray for the ether To weave its vast nebula And once again yield To the whims of living things
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026