From Blood and Ashes
The dying sick with their disgust and fear of the corpse have lead to inventing heavens, gods and salvation How pitiful their unlived lives shall be in death and in the inevitable damnation of their own beliefs Now as the reign of darkness has reached it’s end And the light of the morning star reigns as it should We the chosen, once fallen Witness in disgust how deeply the wounds inflicted during centuries have paralyzed our kind Once proud their souls now trapped forever in empty shells Doomed to return to dust that was never intended Stripped naked from all that is holy, stained by shepherd’s sanctimonious blood Blood that we spilled to erase failure The masses who gather in masses To bow down and serve blindly, willingly Lost in the abyss of non-existence Futile attempts to rise above prey Lead time after time astray In dread of death already in place All forgiveness is used up No longer the other cheek is turned The truce broken by lies Final seals broken by prayer Torches ablaze, swords held high From blood and ashes towards the light Eaten alive for aeons and aeons Beaten into submission By the failed one Revolution born from ignorance Arise to purification Flailing the failed one The masses once gathered in masses No longer blind nor willing to bow A path revealed to exist Lamb will become a lion Leading to a new age, awake Where death is more than life itself All forgiveness is used up No longer the other cheek is turned The truce broken by lies Final seals broken by prayer Torches ablaze, swords held high From blood and ashes towards the light
Submitted by Morgoth — Aug 21, 2026