Inverno

The history is gone The plague of our time Giving wings to children In the heavy presence of oceans Letters from death row Hummed in songs bygone Farewells reach back the centuries Now humble by death And came the great end When things were just beginning Youth peeked through the skin In animal spirit And in covert longing I carve my name to the last tree To mark my final territory The count of days for symmetry And the universe is solitary

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Misery has become a music Silence has a professional tone Yes I could play along But it's a wordless song It's woeful giant's sluggish walk A hidden virtue In a discontinuous talk It's the end of the world A glimpse of a light Shows a few wounds I had In defeated fight Orphan spirits And a love child's part A wish of something good to come In a little boy's eyes A sudden smile Of a random stranger Sigh is a silent note Yes I could play along But I have hands of stone A croon is a clear note Yes I could sing along But it's a wordless song It's woeful giant's sluggish walk A hidden virtue In a discontinuous talk It's the end of the world A glimpse of a light It's carved in mind When something is said nice

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Mornings from the east This time infallibly In the morning In great understanding Enlightened There is no new beginning No alternative end There is no such meaning for this There is no plan B How quiet we are these evenings It leaves your palms passive And I survey through your runaway eyes And your tones of goodbyes And you find yourself dreaming In the small hour minute The fingers fumble the leavings If there’s something left to give And you lay your body rest On the side of the sea Just to be able to escape While I’m still asleep We look for another view Mornings from the east This time infallibly In the morning In great understanding Enlightened

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

Keep it quiet forever You have read a culprit's script Now I run out of sight With a face of a mercury No other characteristics Than the palms calloused in fists The winter-chilled lips That shared a few cold kisses Keep it quiet forever It's my childhood's only crime Memories just stories Images of Necropolis And repentance has bent my posture Like photos put to rest Silhouette of an old man Vital signs through my chest Keep it quiet forever It is my childhood's only crime I didn't say My mouth was shut I underline Whatever I did I did it not I wear a cross forever Like a sinner hides in a lie I underline Like a sinner hides in a lie The compassion will be measured Put a heart once in their hands They will chase you to the desert

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Today we forget something for good The names of our children Names on the sheets of paper The night froze the water in furrows Cold spell settled in for a while Lingered here those early hours Our future in family graves Our past in lines of blood Breathed the scent of strangers Into these familiar rooms They will mark this earth with ruins And walk the way of five senses Faces against the wind They will measure the destination From the distance And the mountains height More than they seem Chambers into the mature soil Berths in the felled woods In the garden of our heritors The foundation of future cities We dug our own graves on time Long before the Heaven heard Our comfortless cries

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Give me the apocalypse For I have scorched the remaining ground Or other grand emotions For I have felt the all great loving Move the world back to its threshold For there’s no stead for the future here Give a judgement in the break of dawn For I made a fortune in perishable dreams Reveal the truths from the ends of the earth For it’s too low to speak the commonplace Take this guilt from the hearts of men For no one confessed the violence Choose me the side to believe in For I have shouted at the borders for years Let the rain come as waves of relief For deserts born to where once was deep Leave one seat free for an absentee For the south of the river I rowed Talk to me with the voice of absolution How I long for an amnesty For there’s no value for my name to give

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

I tell you something I tell you what Pain is something You'll never learn I’m starving artist suffering While inspiration flows My time’s constantly ending Like this is the time And I tell you something Tell you these words The body remembers As long as it hurts When my chances are fading Instance by instance I join the dust And so it becomes my lust The winds have been fair to me As long as I see Pariahs will soon see the sun On the edge of a dream And I tell you something Tell you these words It's too late tonight To drag me into the light I’ll keep these credits to myself And I tell you something Tell you these words The body remembers As long as it hurts It’s not coincidental A rebel dies young Lay garlands on barricade Cast the crown aside I had a little credulous luck But less faith than yesterday My heart’s barely functional But mouth spoken dry And being innocent For all the things I have done I leave a cold streak behind me Being ungrateful for what I became Throw my body into sea

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

I've been drinking oblivion Forsaken my gods for sense of freedom And then one morning' s tide Another story flows to the ocean The foliage has turned sheer And the fragrances come strong And the world of freedom Closes the borders For the shadow of the fall And life goes in circles What goes in circles Never ends And life goes on in circles One moment poorer You carry the branches For the winter's rushing fast The summer is still in your hair Keep the fires up For the days ahead The summer is still in your hair And then one morning's tide You have turned the page to another I've been drinking oblivion Forsaken my gods for sense of freedom And the ocean leaves me on the shore And the world of freedom Closes the borders For the shadow of the fall

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Is there a method to this madness Would it make any difference at all Just a moratorium before this aspect Turns to nothing more than the frivolous cries Of all those who couldn't follow the call The same mirage as from afar The hypocrites line up for all time Garrulous horde marching on and in unison go We're just a number on our way to the gallows of fall Take this picture to the heart Masquerade coming apart Just as sparrows high and far Freedom is just another farce The human way of ignoring it all Visceral thoughts leading the cattle home Give this vision a somber sigh Resolve the madness eye to eye Give this vision a somber sigh Take your time and realize It’s just another lie Give this vision a somber sigh Resolve the madness eye to eye Take your time and realize They’re just another lie Contradictions and misconceptions Shining as a beacon to dull the mind An epoch to lead the blind Into a mindless archetype

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025