Storm Alive

Enter the maze Renounce all sense of guidance Withstand the loss of peace Survival must be earned Whilst pain endured Witness A new storm’s birth The eye stares right at you Dazed by the dancing winds That rip you open In the depths of your mind You’ll lie lost and blind True dread you shall know When qualm strikes your soul And so it starts The awareness of doubt Fear the brother of sleep Race the labyrinth full of angst Your descent has just begun

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

I doubt, wallowing in despair Revolving in circles like halos for demons I bleed, wicked and shadow bound Corrupted, I bathe in these faithless waters The cracks in the pallid bust of Pallas Which I’ve locked upon my closet Beckon me for the blessed freedom That by fear I choose to deny A craven, in sovereign cowardice Hiding in fear of enlightenment Confused, accusing a world As blasphemous as me And I, the tasteless jester The paladin of defeat The king of all things won and lost Emperor of self-deceit In every altar a fool In every pulpit a liar In all of us, an evil lies As we lunge blindly towards the pyre With a pair of crows To keep me company As my heart turns to stone Shattered in sheer desperation Desolated, I stand Facing the void of emptiness In every altar a fool In every pulpit a liar In all of us, an evil lies As we lunge blindly towards the pyre

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

The skies are falling over me They’re crushing me and I can’t breathe Under clouds blackened with grief This damned land will be my grave Like a dying match my head burns to ash Like a broken clock my heart beats out of time I call to you oh spirit, come ease my doubts Have mercy on me, save me, tear my soul apart Free me from my mind, for I am lost Please shield me with all your might The skies are falling over me They’re crushing me and I can’t breathe Under clouds blackened with grief This damned land will be my grave An animated corpse in a common ditch Undead from mental wounds and scars unstitched The weight of the whole cosmos on my chest I fear even when I’m gone I’ll still find no rest Free me from my body, it can take no more On my knees, hear me screaming for protection Your song of wisdom amidst uncertainty Oh how I need to hear that symphony Bringer of truth, make me your disciple There are secrets for me to unveil The skies are falling down Crushing me and suffocating Under blackened clouds This land will be my grave All hope dies Crushing Skies

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Curse of the world Riding from the depths From the abyss we all fear Harbingers of plague Our dreadful fate is near Death of hope, season of death Time to suffer, time to rue Peaceful nights long gone As greater fears come true Oh, Armageddon There’s nowhere to run Our sanctum Our shrine now destroyed Aim of the bow Flash of the blade Hoofs set ablaze Tilt of the scale Swing of the scythe Void in their wake March on, pale march March on Walls painted white Ground painted red The prophecy starts to unfold Skies painted black Clouds painted green Behold the dawn of the end March on, pale march Plague, War Famine, Death The colors of the pale march

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Rivers of life never seem still Flowing through eternity On through valleys and hills Underneath and high above Yet we’re left with only thirst Loose traces of how it all came to be This cruel fate is our curse In the flow of time For each moment Each cherished episode Each decisive event All belong to yesterday Monuments to a past Blurred and fading away Twisted out of form Life is a constant storm This cruel fate is our curse In the flow of time

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Stars and skies fail to tell the truth About this world and where it all came from How did it start when will it end, for what Does this exist, what goal is there in life There’s no answer at all We dig through time and try to comprehend Through age we live and learn to fear the end Through time we learn from what was done before But have no way to really know for sure What we’re truly here for In the wake of adversity At the edge of despair Dark claws ripping skin Shattered consciousness This storm is alive Our minds, weakened from the constant doubt Our weary bodies fall and hit the ground From ashes born and ashes we’ll become But really what are all these ashes for? On the verge of a cliff Just about to fall In a broken mind There are no flickers of light This storm is alive I depart I drown I despair - I exist - I accept - I repeat Storm Alive Open the skies Let it all come down In the wake of adversity At the edge of despair Strong winds wash my skin Numbness, take hold This storm is alive

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

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