Cultus Sanguine
Album • 2000
Through the unseeing eyes of a worm like a human the pure light of fear destroys all the truths truths man created fastly destroyed raped by falsehood covered by shame You only have your eyes to cry and your life to suffer with As an unreachable point built upon all lies the sum of all fears displays displays man's ruin displays the fall of life as a signal for the coming gloomy times of pain freezing life and dreams tomorrow never comes yesterday's forgotten and gone Standing astonished depressed and confused the sum of all fears a blade upon mankind In silence I await my time to know the pain the meaning and the sense of this growing this growing cold inside as nothing here I stand in front of the majesty of ruin on the throne man built on lies the sum of all fears leads leads us towards the end end we praised for end we wait and curse but comes comes
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
Verrà il tempo dei morti sarà un mesto raccolto mieterà fiori e vecchi strapperà le speranze Avrà il pianto delle madri come suono del non sonno l'agonia di tutti i sogni sarà il giorno dell'inganno The time of death will come it will have unlightened eyes will come the death again to take his chop and price will come the age of thought to lead upon mankind as joy longly has died and lies it will be the age of nothingness of anguish and regret to join love and lies until the end of hope the time of the dead has come to take us too the end to seal the end of time Now I am the point to condemn all my life what I did and dreamt all is floating around all my life and my thoughts I realize I have lost Spell my name, mortify my pride what I was, dreamt and hoped in the coming time of the dead it will be the age of nothingness of anguish and regret to join love and lies will come the time of death it will have unlightened eyes will come the age of thought the blazing sign of end will come the time of thought to lead upon mankind as joy longly has died and lies Verrà il tempo dei morti sarà un mesto raccolto avrà il pianto delle madri come suono del non sonno
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
She stands so high in front of me slave, serve humiliated under her high leading will now hunting my weak human dreams all falling under this made of pain whip As a point in my life she's a mark I can't delete slave in will serve in life with my pride under her lead reinforced every night she returns to take rule I need it she enslaves my pride salt on my wounds she's whipping my pride (I need it)
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
I've reached the highest depression I've gained the boundaries of compassion now only death can understand me she's the only one who can stand all my fears and take my hands how lone I am how betrayed I feel Now I feel the cold hand of doom caressing my face as a serpent surrounding my skin this dimension of emptiness it fills my days so empty gives taste to a life already lost Now the light has faded forever on the days that will never come the coffin welcomes me as a mother embraces her son ...lost...
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Elevation I've praised through the whole human lifetime supreme state I've reached to be among the ones who see beyond the coil of time The veil of doubt now has vanished in front of my third eye No boundary limits me I'm not ruled but I am chief I see beyond I'll live again I've lived tomorrow before Come take my hands and walk with me I will take you where the macabre is real take my hands I will show you places humans neither dream the future is under my lead the future unveiled
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Floating in vain like trapped in emptiness among the screaming ones they belong to misery I stand as the signed one with no future written a mark in blood spilled by my hands presents my days to come Forgotten by life refused by death surrounding by feelings that man should not feel a mark in blood spilled by my hand presents my days to come My open eyes can see no more the human dreams longly turned to nothing I'm waiting for courage to come I'm praising the force to end
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Bleeding from the inside as I reach my way I bury all my dreams so deep life was the evanescent dream hardly I realize I have lost the game this game unwanted this game of life hardly I realize as man I am lost Slowly ruin will cover fastly man shall forget all this Standing in front of the misery of my own dreams graveyard essence now has taken the lead as man I am lost in nothingness drown As man I am lost hope abandoned me I surrender in the days of sombre dreams fall as whips on my skin as the sea of december I surrender in the days of sombre I hoped, I hoped but hope abandoned me as man I am lost hope is an empty word all faith is lost I wait for my time I surrender in the days of sombre I am lost cold as the sea of december
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
Lo scorrere del tempo oramai non ha alcun senso Qui nell'ultima dimora, fredda ed eterna amante Il mio ultimo pensiero vaga disperato nella tenebra del dubbio. Quale senso pun avere una vita di speranze ed illusioni di sano talento ed arte suprema, quando comunque, nera e sicura, l'unica certezza c la tomba. Una silenziosa ultima madre ti adorerr nelle fredde ed ormai rigide spoglie......al verbo
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Life is senseless it turns to grey grey is the colour of doubt doubt for tomorrow slowly I will depart these grey days aren't worth of my presence As a funeral inside I give no meanings to this senseless life (of mine) as a funeral inside this cold light closes my eyes All the nothingness filling the poverty of this miserable human being stands in front of me
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
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