Chapter VI

From the bottom of the pit of nightmares she will come From the dungeons of insanity to haunt the wicked mind A crooked finger points, a spell is cast, words can kill A weaver of the web of tears, a daughter of the dark Oh, the moon is so cold See the grace of her presence Giving you the poisoned apple, beauty or beast Dancing naked in the rain with eyes that cannot see Calling demons that have not spoken in a thousand years Old sad eyes of wisdom tell of dreams we can't reach When the moon is so cold When the air breathes of evil And the black skies will burn See her shadow is rising The dying illusion The loss of a friend The dying illusion Please come back again The hideous smile of the devil's child will tease you to believe A forbidding shape witch or virgin - over a sinister moon Fatal grace that blinds and binds, assaults and astounds From the cradle of eternity to the fears of modern man When the moon is so cold When the air breathes of evil And the black skies will burn See her shadow is rising The dying illusion The loss of a friend The dying illusion Please come back again

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 23, 2025

Julie's on the run so far away from home Mesmerized by promises and gold Took the wrong left turn, it's just a one way street Now she's all alone, out in the cold Yes it's true, we've heard it all before But little Julie laughs no more Julie's now on her way to grandma's house A tiny little cottage in the woods Hunting wolves are chasing this delicious mouse Where she went we never understood Nothing really matters anymore No Julie longer knocks on the door A fallen princess bends her head in shame In the end there's no one else to blame And she's falling Falling without reach Julie's falling, a little girl lost in her dreams Afraid to go, afraid to live Into the emptiness what there's to believe Julie's on the bean stalk way up in the clouds Can't stop climbing, refuses to look down The giant in his castle, laughs gives wondrous wows She's cast into the stew without a sound Nothing really matters anymore No Julie longer knocks on the door A fallen princess bends her head in shame In the end there's no one else to blame

Rain and thunder, fire and wind Come with me, I leave with the tide I wrap my cloak closer 'round my shoulders To keep me warm from the raging storm The spirits are here to guide my journey Over the edge of the world A thousand wounds cry in my soul Love and pain, a bleeding heart Where the runes still speak I'm coming home Where the runes still speak Alone I stand on this stony coast Winds of spring whisper through the trees The grey horizon gives me life again Ice and stone, the voices of the gods No woman can show me where the fire burns No preacher can tell me who I am My blood is calling me from Asaland I'm on my way home in the end Where the runes still speak I'm coming home Where the runes still speak A homeward son will claim his heritage walk the soil of this earth The pen will be his mighty sword And the truth his defence I've travelled roads that lead to wonder I've seen cities rise and fall The burden, the cross of a pilgrim I bear no more, the son is coming home Where the runes still speak I'm coming home Where the runes still speak You closed the door, but I won't give in Somewhere my new life will begin Countless treasures I shared with you The only one left is my solitude Where the runes still speak I'm coming home Where the runes still speak I'm coming home Where the runes still speak I'm coming home Where the runes still speak I'm coming home

Submitted by The Void — Apr 23, 2025

Where's the muses cave The isle of the dead The sign of Eph is gone So is the sun Tired and confused I sail into the night With the devil at my shoulder I'll be fine I ride the straits of darkness everyday No light will lead my way from my pain Drowned in tideless pools No haven for my mind In grief I meet the storm Eye to eye On the ebony throne Lies the dragonstone My voyage to vanity Oh, take me there To the ebony throne I followed the sirensong No enlightened society Can bring me back in the maelstrom of minds Like a will-o-the-wisp I sail on... I sail the depths of apathy alone The world is fading I 'm a long way from home Where's the muses cave The isle of the dead The sign of Eph is gone So is the sun On the ebony throne Lies the dragonstone My voyage to vanity Oh, take me there To the ebony throne I followed the sirensong No progressive technology Can bring me back

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 23, 2025

A hymn for the praise of the setting sun In ancient Egypt my home Child of Horus catch the morning star To the Elysian fields we will go The god at the top of the staircase The usurper that weighs our hearts In your court I deliver my soul To be coming forth by day In the temple of the dead In the temple of the dead North, south, east and west My bones lay all around My shadow will soon get rest To higher ground I'll be bound In the temple of the dead In the temple of the dead I am the moongod who dwelleth among the dead I shall not perish in heaven or on earth I've cleft the horizon, I've passed through the underworld I have divided the heavens and scattered the gloom of night To sail the northern heaven With the sacred eye of stars The white crown I bear forever The immortality of my soul In the temple of the dead In the temple of the dead

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 23, 2025

Black inferno, chaos reigns supreme A cancerous growth spreading out the dark Leaving the wounded land in ashes A civilization in ruins and decay Nothing left to admire Nuclear war and the aftermath Down in flames, a rain of fire Time has run out Whores and scavengers violating the dead Like a filthy flock of hungry wolves Tortured shapes of steel against the sky The eve of destruction, the final tragedy Nothing left to admire Nuclear war and the aftermath Down in flames, a rain of fire Time has run out Nothing left to admire Nuclear war and the aftermath Down in flames, a rain of fire Time has run out Nothing left to admire Nuclear war and the aftermath Down in flames, a rain of fire Time has run out

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 23, 2025

Every night outside my window, she is there A frozen shadow in the street Surrounded by silence and unspoken terror Hell on high heels Demonic hunger, a mistress from the grave Welcome, she smiles The poisoned smell of her sexuality Says love me to death I can't resist the fear Her deadly demands Desires of the flesh what she commands I cannot move, I cannot run, I cannot hide Hypnotized like a fool Eyes of floating coal and dancing firelight Oh, hell's own delight She has got me engulfed by her nature A slave under her will In her grasp she is boiling my blood In for the kill I can't resist the fear Her deadly demands Desires of the flesh what she commands Black eyes, the crystals of fire are calling my soul Black eyes, the burning desire is taking control Black eyes, the crystals of fire are calling my soul Black eyes, the burning desire is taking control Oh no, what can I do. Can't resist... those black eyes Every night outside my window, she is there A frozen shadow in the street Surrounded by silence and unspoken terror It's Hell on high heels She has got me engulfed by her nature A slave under her will In her grasp she is boiling my blood She is in for the kill I can't resist the fear Her deadly demands Desires of the flesh what she commands Black eyes, the crystals of fire are calling my soul Black eyes, the burning desire is taking control Black eyes, the crystals of fire are calling my soul Black eyes, the burning desire is taking control Oh no, what can I do. Can't resist... those black eyes Oh no, what can I do. Can't resist... those black eyes

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 23, 2025

In the winter cold I see the blood Clotting slowly in the snow Unsung heroes cry in the night May they die before dawn Broken banners mourn fallen crowns Grieving swords lay all around As the swan song touches the mountainside Unseeing eyes look at you Can't you hear it Hear the sorrows wail Oh, you can't see it The newborn day Impaled hearts welcome the end of pain Black blood releasing warrior souls Vultures circle around the fields of grief Another graveyard, another tale Can't you hear it Hear the sorrows wail Oh, you can't see it The newborn day Can't you hear it Hear the sorrows wail Oh, you can't see it The newborn day

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 23, 2025