Empire Without End
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Long this man has stood<br/> While gazing towards the north<br/> Stirring bitter seas with frozen hands<br/> <br/> And as the gloaming fog<br/> Surrounds<br/> He faces once again<br/> Dusk... waves<br/> They drift out of the mist... his kin<br/> They swim away again<br/> Swim away again<br/> <br/> Long this crumbling wall has stood above him<br/> Glowing home and hearth now silent - cold<br/> Work of giants falls<br/> That which outlasts kings<br/> Collapses underneath its weight at last<br/> <br/> Rapt in rubble and rock<br/> He can see these halls were bright<br/> Ghosts of a hundred songs<br/> Swallowed forever in a raven’s maw<br/> Echoes fade<br/> As kinsman swim away<br/> (Far away)<br/> <br/> Weep the wyrd of the wall - alone<br/> With none to heed<br/> But silent seas<br/> Frozen by the northern breeze<br/> Cold<br/> <br/> Crumbling under the moon...<br/> A giant's mead hall - a mortal's tomb<br/> <br/> "Here wealth is lost - dust<br/> here friends are lost - dust<br/> here<br/> Here man is dust"
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026
My visage gazes out from pediments<br/> upon subjects from a thousand tribes<br/> <br/> My hand commands the earth<br/> I bid the grain to grow, or else to die<br/> a thousand more tribes gather in the dark<br/> <br/> Frenzied clawing nobles suck the pigment from his hem<br/> Lamiae with purpled lips drowning in the waters of the Styx<br/> <br/> Feeble voices chorusing in theocratic chant<br/> Drown in rising tides of pipes of bone that hold their souls<br/> Transfixed<br/> <br/> By the rising of the moon<br/> While the ancient city swoons<br/> As the gleaming of her golden domes<br/> Grows wan and cold<br/> Like sagging breasts held up by flaking bones<br/> <br/> Throned in the temple of the Son<br/> All Gods are one... in I<br/> So why<br/> Why do I fear the setting sun?<br/> <br/> Sing<br/> Oh Muse<br/> Of Empire Without End
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026
Host of black Pandora<br/> Swarms across the earth<br/> No chest to close<br/> No prayers intoned<br/> To stem the tide of endless<br/> Death with no rebirth<br/> <br/> Behold the priest<br/> Prostrate to God<br/> <br/> Behold the slave<br/> Open the throat of the lamb<br/> <br/> Hear the king<br/> Crying to Mammon<br/> <br/> Watch as they die<br/> Butchered like swine on the sword<br/> <br/> Long they endured<br/> Clutching the cross<br/> <br/> Long they endured<br/> Sucking the the tits of the wolf<br/> <br/> All the while<br/> Steel was sharpened<br/> <br/> Stars cannot stop<br/> Monsters with faces of men<br/> <br/> Fires of iconoclasm consume<br/> All your treasures<br/> Unto the roots of this world..<br/> <br/> Scorch the home of the gods<br/> <br/> Abandon all hope for your heroes and<br/> All your prophets<br/> Trust in the sword at your side<br/> <br/> Fall upon the blade<br/> There is no martyrdom when there is nothing to save
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 11, 2026