The Diarist

Tallin, fallen We're sailing to go home War's coming, war's taking Alone across the Baltic haze Nobody loses hope But we were feeling forgotten Just breathing our death Across the sea, you lead us and ease the fears Kutznetzov, the preacher No light behind his back The voice is trembling, no hiding The end is moving fast Tallin, fallen We are leaning all behind Remember those boatmen The ghost-men chant, from Volga Lost in the shadow When pride is going to die Inside an ancient rhyme Ghosts from the Volga's tale Lonely, the memories are lost A pathway to nowhere Stranded, the livid of my soul Stranded, is claiming all my life Fate, you take me down, into your dome Straight into your great decay Straight into your great mistake From the boatmen, from the Volga's cry Step by step and a step again Fear is my great surrender The ghost-man chant, from Volga, lost in the shadow Ghosts from the Volga's tale When pride is going to die inside an ancient rhyme, rhyme, rhyme Ghosts of the boatmen.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Tonight I walk alone Across the border zone While the wind is breaking on my eyes The summer loses the way In a cold embrace I lay I've been waiting for a sign to rise But slowly fades, but slowly fades away Loose the grip, falling far, far from you So mother pray for me A soldier cannot see Don't forget those fairytales Someday, when I'm back My arms around your neck And you cradle me under your veils Your wings of stone Surrounding me with your being Play dead Resounds the silence in my heart My proud Obey to "not a step behind" Play dead And when I'm near to disappear My proud Not for the leader but to you Loose the grip Falling far, Luga's nights Play dead, my proud Resounds the silence in my heart Play dead, my proud Obey to "not a step behind" Play dead, my proud And when I'm near to disappear Play dead, my proud Not for the leader but to you Shine to me, I die.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

In the night, from the hill Creeping shadows, cold caress On your face, hit the ground And feel the blaze One of all, young and scared In a nameless tale to write By my type, where do I begin? Thrust into you The splinters of life Fading away, lost in your mind On Pulkovo Meridian Bleeding on you The tears of the crown Fading away, lost in your fears On Pulkovo Meridian Now, call your name, on this page But no answer from the hill What's the time right to die... And wrong to live By your eyes, as you die Why so shining Leningrad Final breath, why do I begin? Thrust into you The splinters of life Fading away, lost in your mind On Pulkovo Meridian Bleeding on you The tears of the crown Fading away, lost in your fears On Pulkovo Meridian Higher, higher to hill, higher to God, higher to live... Night is falling Keep defending, keep on save the children of Motherland Night is falling Keep defending, keep on save the children of Motherland In the night, in the cold Creeping shadows from my back On this type, hit the page And feel the blaze From my soul, to my hands In a nameless tale to write Thrust into you The splinters of life Fading away, lost in your mind On Pulkovo Meridian Bleeding on you The tears of the crown Fading away, lost in your fears On Pulkovo Meridian

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

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(The snow forgotten now begins to fall on my pain) (How many children found the eternal rest?) (Oh, want you take them in your whitest dream) (And watching on, on deliverance from agony) (Now I’m falling down with you) Silence, into the misery of my December I realize how much you can hurt me, silence Anguish, between to live and die I remember I feel the memory of a prayer, “Peter” goes on (Now disappear, save me from my decay) (I wish for time to catch my fall) (And spread my wings forever) Deadly, into the cradle of Russian poetry How many poems of bloody writings (Straight along this street) Mortal (I can’t find relief) Mortal, into the garden of barbed wire How many flowers will see summer? (Straight along this street) “Peter” (Looking for relief) Goes on Peter be the great For your son, for me Peter buried alive In this world, oppressive time I can feel your heart I can feel you’re near, now ...How many tears fall in the “frozen”... Ride, over, once, over Ride my knight of bronze (Now disappear, save me from my decay) (I wish for time to catch my fall) (And spread my wings forever) Now disappear, save me from my decay (I wish for time to catch my fall) (And spread my wings forever) Ride my knight of bronze

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Midnight, frozen is the lake, frozen is the path, and now the time is coming, I know I have to go away. Brave or fool, into this night I'll be aware! Blinded by the snow, grinded by the flow, inside the cry of "Buran" and now begin to move, straight to the siege of my land. My hand is gonna trembling to turn its frozen key, breaking on the wheels, Lagoda lets me in, and now the time is coming, and now I have to go away. The dear to survive is killing me on... Snow-blind. The dear to survive is killing me on... But now is forever... Lonely in this cab, suffering, my friend, the waiting of the children, they're crying by the starve, speed I will drive my heart on. Behind they're going forward and never turning back, they follow my direction and never break the line, await my land, we're coming. We crossed the oblivion gates for you, we cross the gates to you! The dear to survive is killing me on... Snow-blind. The dear to survive is killing me on... But now is forever... Brave or fool, into this night I'll be aware! Snow-blind, I'll reach out my hands to you, you, child, just a cloth I layed. Snow-blind, I'll reach out my hands to you, remind your first son, in my grave I will need that cloth for me. The dear to survive is killing me on... Snowblind... The dear to survive is killing me on, is killing me on... But now is forever... Is killing me on, is killing me on... But now is ...forever...

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Порхай как бабочка, будут тебе аплодировать Порхай как бабочка, люди останутся околдованы Падай снег... закрывай это всё Слишком многие ужаса, слишком на глазах. Нева вымокла от крови Вымокла вся бездна жизнь времени этого Падал снег... а ты хоть помогаешь Помогаешь волочить белые санки её Падает, облегчи её неизбежные мучения. Боже мой очень трудно. Снег... падает, мучения. Порхай как бабочка, будут тебе аплодировать Порхай как бабочка, люди останутся околдованы Ты, маленькая балерина, большого Мариинского Но не в Мариинском, а на Пискарёвском "Time, how can I bleeding in these days of loneliness... Voice, how can I singing of an empty cradle song... Eyes, why are you closing if the sunset has to come... Fate, why don't you calm down, death is resting by my side..." Порхай как бабочка, будут тебе аплодировать Порхай как бабочка, люди останутся околдованы Порхай как бабочка, поднимется занавес Но не в Мариинском, а на Пискарёвском

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

I'm walking back from hell Buried my life again Stand alone, the claws within I forget my name I'm walking back from hell People cared away Suffering is what I see In the void I lay Between myself and death There is my Leningrad Beats a sound The speakers all around Beat my heart, go on Beat my heart, I know you're tired Make me feel we're still alive Beat my heart, go on, be my metronome Beat my heart, I know you're tired Make me feel we're still alive I know I'd die I know I’d die I know I'd die for Leningrad Beside my words There is a radio Beats a sound, The heart of Leningrad, for Leningrad Beat my heart, go on, for Leningrad Beat my heart, I know you're tired Make me feel we're still alive Beat my heart, go on, be my metronome Beat my heart, I know you're tired Make me feel we're still alive 900 days, 900 nights... I know you’re tired I know you’re tired I know you’re tired I know you’re tired I know

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

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Pulled down, I'm freezing on the ground now Tears bodies all around, to die After, another vicious slaughter Of this unbounded war, my dying land Faster, the life is falling deeper Compared to waiving flag Rise up! My injured hands are moving Into the mud and snow, the price While "Radio Leningrad" is spreading on the air By "call the roll" You know, I'm scared to see your face But I can't close my eyes If you're praying for me Destroy what's inside Afraid to die is not my final will Wherever you are Deleting my name Afraid to die is not my final will 1941, build our lives in a bell 1944, 900 days, ten millions dead Crystal from the bell, find the rest in our flesh Splinters of my heart, don't repent Can't find regrets! Can’t find regrets! About the nights, about the snow Nothing still remains No more cries, not today For those I can remind Dedicate a smile to the ones on my side Splinters of my heart, don't repent My mother's eyes... My mother's cries... My Motherland If you're praying for me Destroy what's inside Afraid to die is not my final will Wherever you are Deleting my name To hide myself by your arms, Motherland ...I can feel the breath... of Leningrad My Motherland If you’re praying for me Destroy what’s inside Afraid to die is not my final will Wherever you are Deleting my name To hide myself by your arms, Motherland

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Last chapter of the siege Slowly darkness falls Rumors of the steps that come to me My end is near, just for a while I’ll resist, and throwing out this sheet, the last ruins of time Behind my back he’ll take the book from my hand Turn off the lights of my eyes and keep my memories, keep it closer, screaming... My dumb resistance, my dumb resistance, die once again, ‘cause I don’t care My dumb resistance... die once again, ‘cause I don’t care No more to say, Pulkovo stands as I lay, the wheels that cross the ice The ghost boatmen of time I wish I die, to sleep again with my child Oh, want you take me there, on white memory sleigh, laying closer, screaming... My dumb resistance, my dumb resistance, die once again, ‘cause I don’t care My dumb resistance, my dumb resistance, die once again, ‘cause I don’t care... ‘Cause I don’t care When I’ll can’t see by blindfold, who will shoot to my lost heart? Blank cartridge, blank cartridge strikes unaware to let you hide... Last chapter of the siege Slowly darkness falls Rumors of the steps... take me far No one forget... Nothing... forgotten...

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025