Loyal to the Soil
Wake now from eternal sleep The throne has called Upon the burning flame to grant its way The sword has come to claim its wrath Hail the ash Ash falls upon us as the embers rise All hail the fire that transcends demise The ever-watching eyes have turned away To see what wakes and claim its stake Wake now from eternal sleep The throne has called Upon the burning flame to grant its way The sword has come to claim its wrath Hail the ash The falling rain, the rising flame The light ignites the weeping sky Ash falls upon us as the embers rise All hail the fire that transcends demise
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Splinters and teeth Haven of stillness and bone Deeper into the proving grounds Only the dead are kings For the sword is the lord of the sheep Let the bones of my foes Turn to embers in the flames From the womb as a waking fawn Creep forth into bleeding dawn Let the bones of my foes Turn to embers in the flames No mercy for the weary No mercy for the weak Tear the head from the snake No mercy Serpents gather in the presence of their doom Further into stillness Splinters and teeth Haven of stillness and bone Deeper into the proving grounds Only the dead are kings For the sword is the lord of the sheep For the sword is the lord Further into stillness
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Claim your crown, King of Soil Worms and roots rot with endless toil I remain a mortal slave To quench the thirst of the reaper's glaive Whose harvest never fails As the hammer meets the nail I remain, to quench the thirst of the reaper's glaive Loyal to the soil Spell of unforgiving grasp Separates the weakest form Beyond all who breathe the mist Mortal scars ceasing to exist Draw upon the fragile thread Of wilting tapestry Called back to the soil again Another fading soul departs in disdain Loyal to the soil I remain a mortal slave To quench the thirst of the reaper's glaive Whose harvest never fails As the hammer meets the nail
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Light of the waning moon Through the twisting of the roots Through the dirt that I embrace To thy final resting place
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Nothing is lost for long Nothing dissolves in this world All is found in time All is reborn in this realm I am ripped apart Seam by seam, dream by dream Unraveling Thread by thread, string by string Never letting go, slipping into sleep Only tears can rend enduring bonds we meet What was always there is removed from me Only a memory, no one is safe from grief No one is safe No one is safe from grief No one is safe No one is safe from sorrow's reach Nothing is lost for long Nothing dissolves in this world All is found in time All is reborn in this realm The earth no longer bears its fruit Decomposition has assumed its rule I am numb to its gentle breath As it guides me through the veil Never letting go, slipping into sleep Nothing is lost Nothing dissolves in this world
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
All are prey in the eyes of the wild All are slaves to the pillars of woe Arrow and bone woven as one In a cloak of red, truly worthy of the dead I long to take the form Molded by the sword Claiming life by the fist Followed by the abyss I've tasted fear, I've tasted hate Nothing in this world's ever worth its weight I've tasted love, I've tasted fate There is nothing left to take Nothing left to take Nothing left for me Nothing left to taste Nothing in this world's ever worth its weight All are prey in the eyes of the wild All are slaves to the pillars of woe I long to take the form Molded by the sword Claiming life by the fist Followed by the abyss I've tasted fear, I've tasted hate Nothing in this world's ever worth its weight I've tasted love, I've tasted fate There is nothing left to take Nothing left to take Nothing left for me Nothing left to taste Nothing in this world's ever worth its weight All are prey in the eyes of the wild All are slaves to the pillars of woe Blessed is the worm who feeds Upon the heart of the beast Arrow and bone woven as one In a cloak of red, truly worthy of the dead Truly worthy of the dead
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Burn to cinder in my mouth Searing tongue of iron marks forever None have felt the fury Of the raging fire Breather of terror, bringer of war Burn away the weakness Born from ruin, sewn in spite The sun has bled its final light Into darkness I ride I will not wither, I will not die Deny, decay Embrace true strength Burn away the weakness Born from ruin, sewn in spite The sun has bled its final light Into darkness I ride Accelerate Rise from the ashes of thy grave (Greater power) Forged from the souls of the depraved (Greater power) Inhale the breath of the defeated (Greater power) Thrust my devotion into the heart of the beast
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
I feel the dead stir beneath my creeping feet I feel a chill in the air, always haunting Biting and scratching, teeth of the gnashing Tearing through the veil with a mouth full of nails I smell the fear of my foes Fill my grail with the blood of their throats In the darkness they will tell you lies Never underestimate the cunning serpent in disguise Where they stand the land will bleed Rend the snake from its spine Tendrils of corruption tangle like a vine Betrayer of the flock Never redeemed, forever lost The hunter of wolves Slain by the manipulation of fools Royalty is not of rubies and gold But of how many crowns I have taken for my own The sun will never rise on a kingdom of spies You can always tell the coward By the gleam of their eyes I feel the dead stir beneath my creeping feet I feel a chill in the air, always haunting me Biting and scratching, teeth of the gnashing Tearing through the veil with a mouth full of nails I smell the fear of my foes Fill my grail with the blood of their throats In the darkness they will tell you lies Never underestimate the cunning serpent in disguise Betrayer of the flock Never redeemed, forever lost The hunter of wolves Slain by the manipulation of fools Royalty is not of rubies and gold But of how many crowns I have taken for my own The sun will never rise on a kingdom of spies You can always tell the coward By the gleam of their eyes The hunter of wolves Slain by the manipulation of fools
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Once again an echo repeats in the wind Forever drawn to this place Where time stands meaningless I am obscured from sight Lead me beyond the path of doom I long to breathe with lungs Devoid of sorrow and gloom Annihilation of the transgression Peering into solace When all has failed to redeem the warmth of light Once again an echo repeats in the wind Forever drawn to this place Where time stands meaningless Now I've reached the end and I'm never turning back Finally, I shed the coat of drowning dread That clothed my back Long awaited heir, merely a grain of sand Upon an infinite throne
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Twisting mortal worm Rot with treachery Weeping tears of blood At the foot of the king Consecrate your crown Rise to your knee Except the end For you came to me Biting, scratching Noise to the wind
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026
Rise from the shallows Shed they cloak of scales No longer will we crawl through the dirt No longer will we slither among the worms All is lost to the wrath of time All is lost to the sound A drifting corpse sinks into the sea of doom All that has come to pass A flicker of light in an ocean of moons Fate circles overhead Destiny is a vulture that looms Rise from the shallows Shed they cloak of scales No longer will we crawl through the dirt No longer will we slither We are the flock of the royal womb Sworn in by the blood of the herd
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 07, 2026