Winds Choir Opera

Passing a way of sorrow I feel seclusion and aloofness Which absorb reality in my mind And blow away into the darkness Of deep endless mighty winter forest Wrapped in mystery And magic witchcraft of moonlight Dissipating above the arctic land White cloth of valleys is embraced by haze Dusky welkin is covered by silvery veil Of bewitching dead-white moonlight ... Silver Brilliance of Nocticula Only mooneye will see The peaks of snowy trees Only moonlight will bathe Deserted glades in blue light Glades and valleys without Footmarks on the snow Only white Goddess-Winter Is able to rule here There, where smooth of lakes Is covered with crystalline ice Mighty wood is whispers to me the words: "Here I born by pagan Winter And storming winds" Oh, our Mother! Oh, full Moon! Mesmerize my self Reflect my shadow on the snow At the great winter night Oh, our Mother! Oh, full Moon! Your silver magic brilliance - your light Reflect dark silhouette On flickering snow

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Cold breathing of powers of Darkness inside Inside the silent stones and the oldest trees Whisper of the forgotten gods infront and behind Invisible hands of all-absorbing Darkness I am hearing any voices of black swamps Reflection of Moon, evil eyes of misty lakes I am feeling creatures of ni9ght wood I am feeling their looks behind my back Wings of night covered the trees And this embrace so cold and black Odd shadows are beginning the game.... and night is falling and my mind is running away to the darkwoods' embrace Thousands lonely souls Find in this dark majesty Long-awaited 9reat tranquility And open the gate of immortality Dark spirit of Misanthropic nature. Holy cradle of immortal heathen souls Unknowable power of masters of darkwoods Its power stay from the other side of my mind Cold breathing of powers of Darkness inside Inside the silent stones and the oldest trees Whisper of the forgotten gods infront and behind Invisible hands of all-absorbing Darkness Odd shadows are beginning the game.... and night is falling and my mind is running away to the darkwoods' embrace

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Between mighty mountains of severe north In the icy coffin sleeps her magic force Silver northern winds snake her cradle And winterdemons are ready for decisive battle Oh, Winter Witch, open your eyes and awake Give great power of blizzard of your demons Demons are ready for a battle on heaven or hell Arise from deep abyss of restless sleeps And cover this world by your shawl The sun will never rise, it's the angels fall Splinters of breaking coffin in my eyes Grand awakening of the White Witch I'll see Turn loose the pack of northern winds Open the gate for the snowstorming beasts Between mighty mountains of severe north In the icy coffin sleeps her magic force Silver northern winds snake her cradle And winterdemons are ready for decisive battle Splinters of breaking coffin in my eyes Grand awakening of the White Witch I saw I left northern winds pack will come soon Hungry rage and hale under the wintermoon Turn loose the pack of northern winds Open the gate for the snowstorming beasts

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Mirk and silence, time waiting for sunrise Was groaning from pain I was looking at the moon by bewitched eyes Full of tears of delight Noise of waves breaking over rocks Was shaking the greatness of silence night And wind was carrying clouds, hardly closing face of Moon These instants found aeon under moonlight I've remained alone with twilights silence Queen surrounded forest with silver light She comes immortal goddess Mother of winter forest, Princess of night Cold Night... She takes away my mind, By carrying away unto shadows' space which haven't time This night will last eternally, While wolves wail, they summon She Suddenly I've turned and Moon has made a circle I have passed eternity with the Twilight Queen. They serve faithfully, they worship to the Twilight Queen They require new victim, they are thirsty blood and flesh And I among them, among creatures of night I wander in darkness, far from new day's light As well as centuries ago. When the haze wind round hills, When the forests cover by darkness my strength revives Wild blood warms up muscles, numbed by cold Claws teethe in expectation of fight, anticipating flesh

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Immortal solitude in my dark soul I raise great temples of hard times My mind is clean from interdiction And emptiness is reigning by my heart Oh, Winter! I am your blood-brother Your majesty and power are absolutely Mother Blizzard, Father Frost, I will hear I'll hear your burial song of eternity On frozen fields and frozen lakes your sign In frozen woods and frozen mountains your might In this time I enthrone my freedom In this time! Oh, severe winter I open thy soul to your kingdom And my mind will dance in snowstorm

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Mysterious icy idols are embraced by frosty wind Silent statues are frown in the darkness of night The secret spite is latent in every crystal of ice Grotesque of these forms is demonized They wait for a beginning of last battle of fire and ice When the world will disappear in the abyss They're demons of winter, of frost, of eternal ice And chaos reflects in their eyes I see the great movement of frozen air I feel the great power on the crossroads of winds I hear an ancient song of dying ones in last battle inside The icy sculptures and inside my mind An ancient song has woken them from a long cold dream Blizzard The Great covered them by shroud And began to tum them in the snowstorming dance The dance of all-absorbing darkness and death The storming north wind warms up their might. Making them as dense as stone, as strong as steel And darkness ... Havoc blizzard storms in cold sky, And where their shadows covered snow valleys and icebound seas I see the great movement of frozen air I feel the great power on the crossroads of winds I hear an ancient song of dying ones in last battle inside The icy sculptures and inside my mind From chaos to chaos Humanity must fall The circle must close And it is inevitable From chaos to chaos The icy sculptures Are waiting that time When they'll bury everything In the icy grave Icy sculptures in the severe frostland

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Delight of the moon is burning inside Spiritless I lay on cryptic stones Mesmerizing snow wait silent above me And my yeam for frost grow strongly I am demon A demon with a shadowed face Entering to my wintercoffin A waiting to see the dawnless realms Staring into the ground of glass A perfect view I could failed into my eyes The unsilent storms in the north abyss

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 15, 2025