Wisdom from Bitter Altar by Blackstaff

Once upon an age
Bound, impure
All the lies were set aflame
Denied the cure

I was fitted with exile
For crime of a curse
Remade by the fangs of the beast
The shining light
Of the gods of men
would not warm me
for I was damned
Beaten and bloodied
And mad with the thirst
I fled from the city in shame
Covered in spit
And harried by guilt

I fed on vermin
Forgot my name
There at the foot
of the snow capped mountains
Wreathed in a freezing fog
Eyes in the dark
I prayed to be killed
As I ate dead meat like a dog
Haunted by memories
Of home as I climbed
Feeling the ice on my skin
The stones pierced me
My fingers bled,
but the flesh was mended

by the beast within
All the lies of man
Bare before my eyes
We drink the world
Like a parasite
A cloak of virtue
Is where we hide
To cut the throat of the sacrifice
There, at the peak
Long-forgotten shrine
Where spoke a voice
like the mountainside
Like shifting stones
„I am the killing change
the heaving erth
There is a scar with every birth
Fear not the end, it is the way
Mountains are forged
from tortured clay“
Embrace the change
Fear not the end
The wolf awaits beneath the skin
Destroy yourself,
it is the start
And carve the truth into your heart

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