Drunk on Blood
Throughout the Seven Kingdoms In the land of Westeros Gregor Clegane's foul deeds spread fear from coast to coast Made for a life of scorn, damned forever more An evil fate surrounds all those of House Clegane A life of slaughter in service of the king The brother's hatred fuels their boundless thirst for death They'll laugh and murder till they reach their final breath Fields will burn, raped and torn Black banner flies over the Mountain That Rides Holdfasts burn, ravens fly, Mountain rides Any tourney finds the Mountain clad and ready His evil eyes alight in knowing that One hasn't seen to fit his gorget right A spew of blood, the crowd dismays and he delights The Viper’s spear is quick with venom of manticore With fisted helm the mountain strikes in seek of gore But bested as he won through damned Cersei's ploy Left in a black cell, a Necromancer’s toy Fields will burn, raped and torn Black banner flies over the Mountain That Rides Holdfasts burn, ravens fly, mountain rides All men must die
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
In a world where the living die and the dead rise Living minds must begin to make war on the mindless hoards Of the carnivores, a million legions of dead men How is one to vanquish a foe that has already been slain? The fundamental task: destruction of the brain Kill More Better- Humankind migration time Kill More Better- Slaughtering ghouls on the firing line I'm a man who's lost everything, everyone I knew now tries to feed on me My comrades are refugees, volunteers like me Signed up to kill zombies Kill More Better- Lure the dead in, snuff them out Kill More Better- Burn the brain, make them all stay down Time for the living to begin to turn the tide Tonight we reclaim the earth, tonight I'm taking back what's mine My stomach tightens, months of training kick in I hear the moans of the millions, is this the beginning or the end? Form the line, I take my aim, they're closing in from all sides Sixty brains a minute a man, we pile their corpses high
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
Sinking through the sea An ancient corpse Flesh history Seven miles beneath Leviathan Locked in sleep The Hagfish prey with teeth and knots dismantle slow, no fear for rot The visitors spy And catalogue it's hull A year later there's still meat Left in the skull Hanging dragons Gulping maws At peace in stasis They're waiting all Camouflage those who fear red A new kind of eye You're seen, you're dead
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
Set the course of mind and measure, throughout the Verse it's now or clever Finding ways to reach the focused eye Underneath the dying leisure, minds of good in search of treasure Riding towards a ring of bullshit lies Why can't you see, the blood’s on your hands? And all those who've died the result of your plans Wrecked in the darkness, a soldier for blood Murdering brothers with skyfire and mud Killing one to protect millions, an Operative has no feelings Blinded by necessity of cause Mind control created creatures driven by a lust for evil Spreading like a plague across the stars Through fire we fly to an uncharted system, a deadly course through the Reaver's Band And now we go forth and make our way in a craft that's shrouded with the bones of the dead
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026
No call for this, no call for this I'll die pretend and lie again No honor known, a coward’s soul Put me to pile with the corpses A taste of blood, a strength revealed Your soul is not your own, become a cannibal Eat of death, become death. Knock Knock: it's Death Your power’s grown you feel it, possessed by an evil spirit The demon in you's grown, you're now a Wendigo In frontier lands a famished man has will to live while others die Hands find their homes on comrade’s throats as though they moved with self volition On cracking lips, the warmth of life Your soul is not your own, broken unmendable A taste we have in common, learned form an ancient shaman The demon in you grows, you're now a Wendigo I will eat a thousand men, and take their strength from them I'm the stronger one by far, man-flesh between my jaws
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Aug 14, 2026