Eva

Perversity, lust, decadence Mankind's prior frustration My mind hardly can comprehend Mating the sole destination This decline of romanticism I do regret indeed Replaced by forms of fetishism It makes my heart bleed Born in a wrong century A label that I gladly wear For there should be room for mystery And to touch a soulmate's hair Eroticism a fine form of art But why share it with the world For I care for matters of the heart In this 21st century world This decline of romanticism I do regret indeed Replaced by forms of fetishism It makes my heart bleed Born in a wrong century A label that I gladly wear For there should be room for mystery And to touch a soulmate's hair And to touch a soulmate's hair And to touch a soulmate's hair

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

As in Homer's Iliad causing Paris' spleen The fall of mighty Troy caused by ingenious scheme Approaching people applying a similar strategy The notorious Trojan Horse must have inspired Thee Thy performances, worth a theatre play A life based on intrigue, so it is day by day A friend like Thee prefer a worst foe Here and now this ends, this I do avow Sein ist das Haus des Schmerzes Sein ist das Haus des Hasses Wilkommen im Haus des Schmerzes Wilkommen im Haus des Hasses For even the lonely jackal must drink But by thirst Thou shall pine away Even the vampire seeks shelter But eventually burns by the light of day Loyalty, comradery, sincerity Words non existing in Thy book Your Trojan Horse shall burn Regardless how thick its wood A friend like Thee prefer a worst foe Here and now this ends, this I do avow A friend like Thee prefer a worst foe Here and now this ends, this I do avow

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Death is tapping its foot To a bewitching tune Truly in a joyful mood Clouds covering the moon In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Peasants, nobles or kings Like puppets on a string Dance they all will When Death spreads its wings In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Like withered flowers Now skeletons in trance One can hear the North winds blow But louder is the violin The living, their heads they bow For they know Death will always win Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre In the midnight hour The dead perform a dance Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Like withered flowers Now skeletons in trance Danse Macabre Danse Macabre Danse Macabre It's already certain For Death allows no chance

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Oblivion Fill the goblet again! For I never before Felt the glow which now gladdens my heart: my heart to its core Let us drink! Who would not? Since through life's varied round In the goblet alone no deception is found Oblivion In the days of my youth when my heart's in its spring Oblivion And dreams that affection can never wing I have tried in it's turn all that life can supply I have bask'd in the beam of a dark rolling eye I have loved! Who has not? But what heart can declare That pleasure existed while passion was there? Oblivion In the days of my youth when my heart's in its spring Oblivion And dreams that affection can never wing I had friends! Who has not? But what tongue will avow That friends, rosy wine! Are as faithful as Thou Oblivion In the days of my youth when the heart's in its spring Oblivion And dreams that affection can never wing Oblivion

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Did you know which way we went? Fast ways and many burning hills I cannot tell you which way we went That's where I've lost you Realise it now But I do know that we went astray The tie around our fingers is torn apart One glimpse enough to comprehend all But frost conquered our hearts There remains this wall We knew each other, by the look in our eyes Didn't dare to say, too frightened to give too much Did you know which way we went? Fast ways and many burning hills I cannot tell you which way we went That's where I've lost you Realise it now But I do know that we went astray This will be the moment for a new start We knew each other, by the look in our eyes Didn't dare to say, too frightened to give too much Why should you close your eyes? If there is nothing to look for Our slippery hands didn't hold And we've got colder Deep inside the little child cries Feeling the old ache, remembering for God's sake Don't let the tears cry slow It is healing and trying to grow The flame on every flower The wound of every injury Has been healed now Did you know which way we went? Fast ways and many burning hills That's where I've lost you Realise it now The tie around our fingers is torn apart Your soul around my body did dispart Our slippery hands didn't hold And we've got colder Your mind slowly fades away Moving further away The flame on every flower The wound of every injury Has been healed now

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Down by the well There I shall meet Thee An orchid in your hair The well near the olive tree And our sole place to meet Alas only brief Our patriarchs disagree Our young hearts in grief Down by the well I shall meet Thee An orchid in your hair The place near the olive tree Heavenly you appear Beautiful Helen of Troy Unworthy of Thou my dear Admired by many a boy Our love like fire A glimpse, our(sole) unity Our fate, harsh and dire In the shadow of the olive tree Buried centuries ago , both you and me Our love it never ever was set free But by the well, my beloved orchid There I still meet Thee There I still meet Thee Our sole place to meet Alas only grief Our patriarchs disagree Our young hearts in grief Down by the well I shall meet Thee An orchid in your hair The place near the olive tree

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

If solitude follows grief This heart of mine a wilderness Splendid memories indeed hardly a relief What comfort offers a last caress? What comfort offers a last caress? No more flowers to pick in May Any words are all in vain No more flowers to pick in May Any words are all in vain Love is a gift from Heaven Lifts into grace our lowest desires Shared with angels By Gods given Like passion, a spark of immortal fire This heart of mine a wilderness This heart of mine a wilderness What comfort offers a last caress? What comfort offers a last caress? But beautiful poems do not cover pain In loss I cannot sense any splendour Comforting words are all in vain Yesterday's ghosts seem too tender Tragedy grand in a theatre play They claim sunshine to follow after rain But no more flowers to pick in May For death she is all the same What comfort offers a last caress? What comfort offers a last caress? No more flowers to pick in May Any words are all in vain No more flowers to pick in May Any words are all in vain

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

I created light, the earth and the sea But who is that fragile creature That dares to challenge me? This paradise I made was perfect by all means All beings in my hands No one dared to intervene I, the sovereign authority One bite of an apple enough to set all spirits free My Godly wrath upon Thee Might is yours with a body like a sculpture The power to recreate Is a part of your nature Eva Out of my paradise I will send Thee: Eva To mankind I will grant misanthropy: Eva Out of my paradise I will send Thee: Eva The disability to live eternally: (Eva) Passion arose the same moment as Thee And thou became Godly far too close to me Passion arose the same moment as Thee Filled with rage I am burning of envy Eva Out of my paradise I will send Thee: Eva To mankind I will grant misanthropy: Eva Out of my paradise I will send Thee: Eva The disability to live eternally: (Eva)

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Long I've roamed lands which are not mine Admired Cappadocia, enjoyed Greek wine Tea at the Bosporus, travelled the river Rhine Heard the Lorelei sing, a song divine My grave is easily found And there I shall gladly be Buried in the shadow Beneath my cypress tree My spirit travelled The Highlands The North Sea taught me humbleness My mind got drunk by the beauty of France In Bretagne and Ireland a Celtic dance My grave is easily found And there I shall gladly be Buried in the shadow Beneath my cypress tree No trace of Helen at the remains of Troy But her glorious beauty shining through On many a gracious peasant girl In picturesque villages far below Winds of Galicia, mountains of Spain Portuguese valleys, English domain Skandinavia, Alexandria Passion for wandering, impossible to restrain My grave is easily found And there I shall gladly be Buried in the shadow Beneath my cypress tree When my time on earth is over And my journey has come to an end Remembering the white cliffs of Dover Or the breeze of our Lowlands Of our Lowlands

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

We promised to make a difference, you and I Both still young, feeling smart Now in the light of this shaded lamp I can almost see your smile Dreamt of travelling land and sea And thus we did, my friend, you and me Thick as thieves we were Thick as thieves we were Oh, and time was at our side Well, at least so we believed One day our nations prepared for a fight And you and I had to join opposite sides Never we shall behold the green fields Or hear the birds sing in May Our youth, our old day sacrificed And with our lives we did pay Dreamt of travelling land and sea And thus we did, my friend, you and me Thick as thieves we were Thick as thieves we were Dreams shattered in filthy trenches Our lungs filled with musterd gas Beneath the grey skies, in the fields of Flanders Dreams shattered in filthy trenches Our lungs filled with musterd gas A torn cross bearing your name in the grass Oh, and time was at our side Well at least so we believed One day our nations prepaired for a fight Oh, and time was at our side Well at least so we believed And you and I had to join opposite sides Thick as thieves we were

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

As years go by I have learned to understand Mankind has to die Elimination until the end Misanthropy consuming my mind Misanthropy consuming my heart Misanthropy consuming my mind Misanthropy consuming my heart Destruction of the human race Let us burn the world We shall leave no trace Let us burn the world Misanthropy consuming my mind Misanthropy consuming my heart Misanthropy consuming my mind Misanthropy consuming my heart Let us burn the world

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025