Det tomme kalde mørke

godhet/ondskap som drives av lengsel Og ikke av vilje For de som husker sin frelse Men kun frem til solnedgang A fate I could never resist This is my legacy My broken fist A phase yet to be known From the chaos I created alone I (have) lit my candle My heart exposed Creature of light Collapse is close For å rede ut av eget svik Bare for å kvele det I sin tvang Etter å være unik En død verden Ser med hvite øyne Innover det Som en gang var Kvass er kulden I hjertet til de Som reiser hjem I nederlag Ja, vi reiser Til Dødheimsgard A place so cold Dreams of mine it can not hold The currents They float downstream It holds your hand It holds your hand

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025

Beneath the sleep Adhering to a nature underneath Where we form An unbreakable bond With our own perception Of Reality Identity is a drug From oblivion Through the ethereal And the black vale Towards our faluts A slave to psychology Black veins A tumbling harness From the enclosure Freedom looks like failure Blame it on the surface Blame it on the surface Blame it on the surface Blame it on the surface Black veins A tumbling Harness From the enclosure Freedom looks like failure There is no way out of here There is no way out of here The abyss I heard it speak In my mind Live in fear I am told Then grow cold Non defined In my bones Under my skin The abyss It hears me speak In its mind Non defined In my bones Under my skin The Abyss It heard me speak In its mind

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025