Shogunate Macabre

They rose from the night; shouldn't ever been born Ghouls from the lives that ended so torn Cursed for the decayed souls they once had Dishonored warriors no eyes can be laid.. Upon these times of fear and hate The shadows twisted form on the walls Upon these times of sin and retributions unclaimed The spirits will march in the night Wretched spirits in the night Despair forms a darkness solid on a torn empire Specters roam all around the land Beings unspoken gathered here from afar No redemption Doomed to scavenge! No freedom Gods revenge! Shackles remain on the fallen (No redemption!) No redemption! Hatred pierces the hearts of men Bringing down the August Star Of Heaven Now cursed will be all that once was pure No forgiveness shall be given.. Upon these times of fear and hate The shadows twisted form on the walls Upon these times of sin and retributions unclaimed The spirits will march in the night Wretched spirits in the night Despair forms a darkness solid on a torn empire Specters roam all around the land Beings unspoken gathered here from afar No redemption Doomed to scavenge! No freedom Gods revenge! Shackles remain on the fallen (No redemption!) No redemption!

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

Behold the signs of the never-ending war the furious screams of the gods As the nightfall sets to the distance the blood of the warriors lights the sky This moment is ready to be ruined, by those who dishonor the blade As he looks into their eyes he sees fear; the bleeding wounds are no excuse No excuse! Even those who lead the way, show fear in their hearts Time has come for the One to rise to show where courage is, when it can't be found "The birth of the child of war, the one who will define the way, for those who shall be carrying the blade till the end of days" Fate only smiles to the wise who put themselves aside Who are ready to die, embrace the form of honor in its purest form, the honor of dying, as you're holding the sword Fight! Like the last man in the night, holding the front alone, and the Fear! Shall be no more if the one's prepared to hold the sword Hold the sword! Fight! Like the last man in the night, holding the front alone, and the Fear! Shall be no more if the one's prepared to hold the sword Hold the sword! Tales shall be written in his honor, his cause will define a man. The strongest of all will bow to him, the child of the god of war.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

Left to rot by our actions unspoken Her flesh consumed by times of ignorance No-one gave her glory for the light she brought upon us Our fates sealed by her hatred burning forever Flames upon myself for I didn't bow for her brightness No food grows in the land burnt to ashes No water flows in a world where her fury has ripped soil in half Please hear our cries, forgive us oh goddess Tears in your eyes, shame on us oh goddess Fallen The goddess of sun Fallen The mistress of light Fallen by our souls which gave her no hope Fallen by your eyes which gave her only lies The goddess of sun We'll see thy be done We serve you righteous one Please hear our cries, forgive us oh goddess Tears in your eyes, shame on us oh goddess Fallen The goddess of sun Fallen The mistress of light Fallen by our souls which gave her no hope Fallen by your eyes which gave her only lies

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025

Stained he feels, as the day turns to night the man once strong, feared and bold, now just tired, weak and old Past is haunting his trail to the end the walls laugh at his grief, the wraiths of past haunt him so deep He writes the words of regret, for every victim of his blade, for every selfish act of hate Hours of terror, the screams of the innocent Murders unordered, will follow him to the grave Last days of this man unforgiven (His heart starts to understand) Honoring the dead is to live again (But the man’s burden remains) Heavens wear black, his mind won't rest the water he drinks turns rotten, the eyes of the others impale him. Left alone in the end! Darkness surrounds him to end his life as a warrior, he reaches the sword he used to hold Last days of this man unforgiven (His heart starts to understand) Honoring the dead is to live again (Will the one man’s burden still remain...) in death? Confused soul, The moment for final blow, the steel grows cold in the old mans hand, his thoughts are a raving storm. Demons won't leave, his eyes still open still the laughter can be heard, even when he's left this world Last days of this man unforgiven (His heart starts to understand) Is it to die or to live again, (That gives him a measure of peace) Will the one man’s burden remain?

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

Screams from deep below, the foul air smells of death The townsfolk gathered to pray for the last hours of their lives As the night falls, fear grows locked doors won't hold back the one craves for fresh human blood and your newborn children The sacrifices weren't enough, to keep it in its watery realm Judging the fate of all, this being twisted now rises When the night falls demise of man cannot be put aside No mercy upon our kind, when the skin scaled is upon sight, the time has come to die From the depth of the waters, the child of river will rise Lifeless eyes of the creature reflect the dark of the night Bring yourselves for the Kappa, the ancient lord of black waters Bring your children for the Kappa, fresh human blood for the Kappa The last ones running like hell, hunted, scattered and scared The ground is stained red as it pursues forth to kill Savaging the last of the women, crunching remains of the men Ripping remaining pieces of their flesh leaving living ones choking in their own blood From the depth of the waters, the child of river will rise Lifeless eyes of the creature reflect the dark of the night Bring yourselves for the Kappa, the ancient lord of black waters Bring your children for the Kappa, fresh human blood for the Kappa

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

Frozen figure stands in the storm Flakes of snow embrace The essence of her earthly form Her eerie song heard Through dales and mountains far away Brings a curse on those who dare to listen Floating above the plains She wanders in her realm Hearing screams of her prey draw closer She gazes upon the fields Where battle rages eternally Waiting for warriors weakened to fall in her arms In their eyes they saw her presence grim Float above the ice Wounded still they crawled towards her call They hoped to find salvation From her arms, white and pure But the storm grew strong as they closed her figure Cursed be this woman The Lady of the Wind Night casts its shadow On the field of battle Few still breathing But the air turns cold She appeared like a spirit of death Blizzard veil in ground around her Embracing the last of the living With her hands, young and cold as ice In our eyes we saw her presence grim Float above the ice Wounded still we crawled towards her call We hoped to find salvation From her arms, white and pure But the storm grew strong as we closed her figure Cursed be this woman The Lady of the Wind In our eyes we saw her presence grim Float above the ice Wounded still we crawled towards her call We hoped to find salvation From her arms, white and pure As we reached her gown we felt her hands Slowly sweeping our lives away

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

A haze of doubt surrounds my thoughts as I hide from my fate, for I'm not ready to die I've given my heart and my soul for my sword, but the path seems obscured was the vow I've given for my life absolute lie? Shameful create a void tearing me down I try to reach my pride But I just run I try to be so strong, but I fail One must never flee, (if the world is burning) you will find a comrade of your blade, do not hesitate One must never fall, (for the views of the weak) by giving your blood for the steel, you're reborn, saved, unrestrained The end of the line the end of me draws nigh Rage flows through me as I wonder why I cannot hold my hate, I'm condemned in shame For the code of war I am merely a man Shameful create a void tearing me down One must never flee, (if the world is burning) you will find a comrade of your blade, do not hesitate One must never fall, (for the views of the weak) by giving your blood for the steel, you're reborn, saved, unrestrained

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

Prominent I stand as I lead my men to war With banners held high "we'll waste 'em all" I swore I seek within myself, find no fear as we march God of eight banners by our side, the soil beneath our feet will parch... (Ahead!) I scream as we draw our swords (Tonight!) Death claims every single soul But mine The blood stains the ground But upon my honor I'll return! The blades cut so deep But upon my honor I'll return! Five thousand arrows pierce me But upon my honor I'll return! The light before me fades away But upon my honor I'll return! (Victorious we'll return!) Impaled I stand they want to see me fall Their hands tremble, I'm ready to face 'em all Smile on my face, I approach their formation weak One by one they turn around, scared, I made them retreat "The cries of men held a sweet promise of their defeat I walked among the chaos witnessing the August Star of Heaven coming down The earth shook as he laid his feet to the ground Watching me with pride, for I brought him a true harmony of blood" (Ahead!) I scream as we wield our swords (Hold the line!) I shout as we face their hordes (Ahead!) I scream with blood filled lungs (Tonight!) We will claim every soul With pride The blood stains the ground The blades cut so deep Five thousand arrows pierce me But upon my honor I'll return! The light before me fades away But upon my honor I'll return! (Victorious we'll return!)

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025