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The Sworn Trilogy

by The Blood of Christ

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1.
Beckoning the oblivion towards countless threads, The tapestry of travesties filling my head. I gazed into the abyss, for far too long Now the abyss gazes back playing sickening songs. Desperately craving for sweetest release, So, I’ll make this vow into darkness to oblivion's beasts. Answers now flooding to combat my questions, Pervasively penetrating cognitive dissonance. Ignorance of the divine, usurping self-told lies. The ghastly visage of eternal emptiness Releases my gaze from the futile paralysis. Demand for souls, to feed to the pit Where angels whither in malcontent. The reaper and reaver of humanity’s bane, Sent out to bring back the lords of pain. In this my solemn vow to the void, A screaming sound no man can avoid. Free my spirit from the gaze of the dead And will bring souls to feed in my stead. Thousands will fall to my machinations, My bloodline will serve to bring down all nations if you, Cast out from the pit with the mark of the beasts, Burned into my flesh yet no one will see. The markings on my soul are my pact, With the nameless eternals bound in abyssal tesseract. Condemned by blood in perpetuity, Eternal damnation And so, begins the vow of blood, The shepherd of death, amongst sheep Sworn to the void, sworn to the vow Sworn to the void, sworn to the vow
2.
As my father before me, brought the souls of the living to their deaths. I wander with my gathering storm, to bring salvation to the rest. Marching on, ahead of my calamity, the fall of man from their humanity An inferno to set loose on earth, scatter your remains upon the dirt. Bring out the sacrifice, to feed the pit, or else nothing will be left that lives. At the gates, where dawn rises. Ushering in your doom. Send the ambassador! To bargain with the ghouls. Dragged to the edge, of eternity, Tortured beyond all sanity. enshrined forever in the memory of the abyssal ones. Their gift bestowed upon the blood of the one who gazed too long. Repeating time and time again, Sweep across the population Decimate humanity with undead hordes That follow me The hollow shells given to the Ancient ones that cursed our seed. Unleash the hordes of animated death, upon the flesh of the innocent. Their streams will feed the beasts, In perpetuity, to feed the old eternal wretch. As my sons after me, will bring the souls of the living to their deaths. And wander with their own gathered horde, to bring salvation to the rest. Marching on, ahead of his calamity, the fall of man from their humanity An inferno to set loose upon the earth, to scatter your remains upon the dirt. Bring out the sacrifice, to feed the pit, else nothing will be left that lives. This curse, upon my bloodline, to be the scourge upon the earth. Has brought nought but pain. The marks upon me, though still unseen, are plain before my eyes.
3.
This vow must end The curse of death A walking plague What price to pay. How, do you end a vow to an elder god. The weakness of a father cannot be the curse on the son. Why must I pay for the sins, of a man so weak he gave in to the vow of blood cursing his sons. This vow must end The curse of death A walking plague What price to pay. Returning to the gates of the abyss To test the will of the creatures within. Fed by my bloodline for eons long past. This shall now end at the gates of oblivion. Suffering brought to this world by my bloodline can’t be undersold. We have brought the conquest of abyssal creatures to this world. Reaping and reaving, from countless bloody wars With my ancestors at the helm of a murderous horde. Zealotry and ravenous hunger for flesh of mortal souls Has burned and broken countless gates flooding with gore In the end besides the power, before my eyes. I care nothing for the eternal lies. This vow must end The curse of death A walking plague What price to pay. Dismissal of the undead back to abyss, Never to return and scour the earth again. A husk of a man, I am the broken one Flinging my body to the eternal ones. Twisting and turning through the endless void Surrounded by darkness and ancient gods I’ll endure the pain of eternal torment As penance for my bloodline’s lament

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released April 18, 2024

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