The Abyss Noir
Snakes and serpents protectors of the world sinners, pretenders devouring pleasure The screams out in anger The screams out in the flames The end of a lifetime Dedicated to you The Abyss Noir hugs the ones who lie The Abyss Noir hugs the ones who lie And the ones that feel the pain And the others going insane The Abyss Noir Ravens and vultures protectors of the world Ravens and vultures A feast on our flesh The screams out in anger The screams out of the sacred graves The blood of our fathers spilled in the gutters of time The Abyss Noir hugs the ones who cry The Abyss Noir hugs the ones who lie And the ones that feel the pain And the rest are going insane The Abyss Noir
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Now tell me father what can I do My screams can't reach their apathy This world is gliding from my hands Speed of time disharmony Now tell me father what can I preach they bow to the God of money They left me die inside their hearts like bees despising honey There's no man left to nail me down Noone to make me bleed My blood can't reach their thirsty souls My body cannot them feed So now I stand alone into this world This voyage went in vain I set an end and come to you I set an end, come back to you I see around me pain, Devil made a good job The skies are filled with acid rain, nature's life is robbed I see around me anger, Devil thought it over Wealth of reaching hunger, despise for justice lovers There's no man left to nail me down Noone to make me bleed My blood can't reach their thirsty souls My body cannot them feed So now I stand alone into this world This voyage went in vain I set an end and come to you I set an end, come back to you I see around me pain, around me anger I see around me wars, I see around me tears I see around me slaves, they sell their time for money They're damned to roll the grind, the one that's draining souls Now tell me father what can I do My screams can't reach their apathy This world is gliding from my hands Speed of time disharmony There's no man left to nail me down Noone to make me bleed My blood can't reach their thirsty souls My body cannot them feed So now I stand alone into this world This voyage went in vain I set an end and come to you I set an end, come back to you
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
And when the sun came down I set my back to you I travelled all the way My seventh life is through Your tears can't hide your fears, you're crumbling And thus grows pain in you I saw you standing I saw you blue I saw you drifting in despair I felt you drain my head Your tears can't hide your fears, you're crumbling And thus grows pain in you Your blood is much too priceless You re suffering Your tears can't hide your fears, you're crumbling
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Dead ended fragile passions in affairs to share conformity, shine on, subconscious tend to fail For how long are you going to fail that long living empty shack These are the last rites I'm here to confide the tale that's long forgotten deep in me Falling down, let me drown in this caravan These are the last rites So long in pain, a camel with a rotten hunch To share the air you breathe is an endless strugle to avoid your grave For how long are you going to chase a dream You, worthless living shack These are you last rites I'm here to confide the tale that's long forgotten deep in me Falling down, let me drown in this caravan These are the last rites I'm here to confide the tale that's long forgotten deep in me Falling down, let me drown in this caravan As pale so divine, my tale seems long forgotten deep in me Falling down, let me drown in this caravan These are my last rites
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all Victim of what said should be, a servant ‘till I fall Soldier boy, made of clay, now an empty shell Twenty one, only son but he served us well Bred to kill, not to care, do just as we say Finished here, Greeting Death, he’s yours to take away Back to the front! You will do what I say, when I say Back to the front! You will die when I say, you must die Back to the front! You coward, you servant, you blindman Barking of machine gun fire, does nothing to me now Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow More a man, more stripes you wear, glory seeker trends Bodies fill the fields I see, the slaughter never ends Soldier boy, made of clay, now an empty shell Twenty one, only son but he served us well Bred to kill, not to care, do just as we say Finished here, Greeting Death, he’s yours to take away Back to the front! You will do what I say, when I say Back to the front! You will die when I say, you must die Back to the front! You coward, you servant, you blindman Why!? Am I dying? Kill! Have no fear Lie! Live off lying Hell! Hell is here Why!? Am I dying? Kill! Have no fear Lie! Live off lying Hell! Hell is here I was born for dying Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day Looking back I realize, nothing have I done Left to die with only friend, alone I clench my gun Soldier boy, made of clay, now an empty shell Twenty one, only son but he served us well Bred to kill, not to care, do just as we say Finished here, Greeting Death, he’s yours to take away Back to the front! You will do what I say, when I say Back to the front! You will die when I say, you must die Back to the front! You coward, you servant, you blindman Back to the front Back to the front Back to the front Back to the front Back to the front
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
A song for a friend A song for a dearest friend A song for a soul A song for a sinless soul A song for a life A song for a priceless life A song for a friend A song for the dearest friend For his eyes of shine his lovely smile when his tongue is out His joyful runs upon the grass I recall his beautiful memory Still I miss you A song for a friend A song for a dearest friend A song for a tail A song for a bark A song for the rain A tear for the snow A song for the wise A song for the pure For his eyes of shine his lovely smile when his tongue is out His joyful runs upon the grass I recall his beautiful memory For his eyes of shine his lovely smile when his tongue is out His joyful runs upon the grass I recall his beautiful memory Still I miss you For your eyes of shine your lovely smile when your tongue was out Your joyful runs upon the grass I recall your beautiful memory...
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026