True North

Up high and far away, where the air is clear A vast horizon shimmers The cold wind seems to carry the light away As the earth's rotation closes the day Beyond the towering peaks Recurring shadows bow deep Into the raging rivers The ground runs cold and hard Throughout the dark season Roots grow deep in order to keep Clinging to the gusty plains The wind hushes the earth to sleep. The ebb and flow of growth and regression Seasons build, seasons tear down The northern hammer Keeps beating, beating Hear the echoes rumble Summers reveal, winters conceal The thunderous sky oversees it all Up high and far away, where the air is clear Vast horizon call The mighty force of winter Shapes a merciless scenery Throughout the dark seasons Roots grow deep in order to keep Clanging to the gusty plains The wind hushes the earth to sleep. The ebb and flow of growth and regression Seasons build, seasons tear down The northern hammer Keeps beating, beating Hear the echoes rumble Across the thunderous sky

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 23, 2025

When the dotted lights Crawl like bugs On the canvas high above All I love And the answer's in my sheets I forget about tomorrow And my sorrow Leave it to the great painter To open the world and my mind Leave it to my mind To expand on his creation Freedom exists on a greater scale Beyond the dome above In the morning light In the morning light The air vibrates With awareness So now that you see me A servant in the snow And now that you hear me I broke free long ago I took the world and broke it up To force it down I picked the pieces up And wore them like a crown And my light shone through forever And the sky would never hold And my light shone through forever And the sky would never hold I took the world and broke it up To force it down I picked the pieces up And wore them like a crown My heroes They all died so long ago My heroes All died so long ago

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 23, 2025

Awakened by a thumping heart growing in his chest Impulse of generations free sounding in on men Calling him all ready To climb the peaks to reach the sun To rise above To rise above To climb the peaks to reach the sun To rise above To rise above There's a time a time for all No man's in memory Eyes are glowing Life and possibility Wild father's heart There is a time a time for all To rise above To rise above There is a time a time for all To rise above To rise above Reason and reverence Lot of flowing him and knows who follows Wild father's heart Driven by natures excellence Wild father's Wild father's heart There is a time a time for all To rise above To rise above There is a time a time for all To rise above To rise above

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 23, 2025

Mankind's constructed fallacy Aggressively upheld a reality Fit for an age without questions. But these constructions of delusion now crumble And the candour of nature prevails Over eons of irrationality A new complexity rises Crashing waves violently force themselves Into stagnant waters of old As progression descends, Serving us evolution on a plate Mankind's infancy is over Our vision is finally clear We've reached the summit, The zenith of our mountain And the clouds of delusion Are finally beneath us Mount rapture crumbles Fashioned worlds corrode, Stale ignorance implodes Reality shines through The bewilderment of old Man derives from the great old blue From mankind's disavowal Grew confusion, grew delusion In a haze From human curiosity and logic, Reason and clarity are born

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025

They left it all behind Crawling through the snow Every peak a spear piercing the sky In the twilight glow The blinding white Swallowed them whole The freezing wind drained them of all life Then left them cold Still somehow A faint signal A point of focus Breaks the monochromy Life in a flash of red Pushing the white death Aside for just a little longer Hear them calling you... (Floating in the white) Hear them calling you... (Floating in the white) Heat is white and they can not find their way Back into reason, into their lives (Into the white) Hear them calling you... (Floating in the white) Hear them calling you... (Floating in the white) When there's nothing left to save But an empty shell You sink into the white You sink into the white (....white) Into the nothingness (....white) Into the nothingness (....white) Into the nothingness (....white) Into the nothingness So the winter finally brought them home Into the white Into the white Into the white Into the white

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 23, 2025

The ancient trails ahead Beat through the barren plains Wandered by man and beast Since the dawn of time Towards the sun, towards the moon They strode, As do I To claim our stellar home - under the dome We have walked these paths before, We are standing on the shoulders Of our fathers, of our mothers, And their world of lore The olden seas bellow, Raging as they beat the shore Lifting me with a threat into calmer waters, Leading me towards my haven, towards the sands Our ancient retreat underneath the stars We have sailed the seas before We reached them through the rivers, Through the icy waters of the moors And age-old peaks above In our chase through the steep ravines We have sought to see, we have strained to be free We have charged towards smooth waters, Towards new horizons and our land of old Under the stellar dome I have seen these lights before The moon, the stars, Our place within the lore

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 23, 2025

There are voices in the air, there are voices in the air. They always find me, they find me, no matter where I go. There are voices in my head, there are voices in my head. They won't leave me, never leave me, no matter where I go. There are chains now in the field, there are chains now in the field. There's no freedom, no freedom, there's no freedom in the field. There are voices in the air, they always find me in the air. There are voices, there are voices, no matter where I go. There are voices in my head, there are voices in my head. They won't leave me, won't leave me, no matter where I go. And there are chains now in the field, yes there are chains now in the field. So there's no freedom, no freedom, there's no freedom in the field. There are voices in the air, there are voices in the air. They always find me, yes they find me, no matter where I go. I will lay there in the field with the voices in the air, when I finally draw my last breath I will lay there in the field. When I finally stop to breathe, when I finally stop to breathe. All the voices, all the voices will only linger in the field.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025

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