Komödia

I was down and I found no need to live Walked around with the moonlight guiding me Met a man who was sitting by a tree Went to him and asked him: "Won't you help me please!" So the man looked up and stared at me His eyes bore wisdom and relief His lips didn't move as I heard him speak What I heard I felt in me - "You're doomed eternally!" "If you want to lift this curse of yours, Leave your home and walk the distant woods, See (the) Inferno and the Paradise, See the beast and god with your own eyes." "Where to go and whom to ask", I screamed - Wrung my hands in hate and agony - "I'm alone no one's here to follow me! I'm scared and lonely - and I'm doomed eternally!" But the man just looked away and smiled As he slowly faded before my eyes, Left alone but with an aim to live Went the moon to follow as a guide to my release.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

The evening As the night fell down across the land, a man comes to his house. A lonely house, for no one waits - no children cry, no children's cries. He takes off his clothes and goes to bed, his mind's so numb - his mind's so dumb. As he closes his eyes he wishes to die (to) die in his peaceful sleep - in his sleep. The dream The fugutive: Embedded in a velvet heart of jasmine roses in the dark. The light of sunrise kissing minds to wake the sleeper in the night. "Wake up you (- you) dazzled troll - for you enface a bleeding hour, where all your sins in pain will leave the veils of mind to set you free" The birth of a king: I dropped my mask on to the ground of deserted wasteness in the sand. But where it fell a flower bloomed she smiled at me - we were alone. But as the spring to summer fell of April's healing, blessing rain, the desert round me gave its life to plenty colors full of light. So where I went the flowers bloomed, the birds they sang a lovely tune. the children looked and smiled at me "This man was born a king to be" The virgings with their herbal spice, they kissed my face to say goodnight. The holy mother bowed her head mumbling: "Do not forget this could be life and not a dream" The return: The mother raised the dagger high, and blessed by the wells in her eyes, I opened my chest to heart my lies to accept the judgement of her knife. The morning And so the lonely man with no will to stay wakes up in the morning. His mind is gray the fog will stay forever in his head. He puts on his clothes, he tries to forget his boring life - his boring life. He can't remember the dream he just had - no one will remember his life!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Dante: Isn't it a strange thing that all the roads - along I'm wandering are leading into nowhere's land. A life of no memories a stony hidden place A world grown apart from what my mind refused to see. People dying while they're living Sometimes they were never born. If you never ask the questions you'll never (have to) fear the answers I cannot tell you right from wrong I have to leave this greyness walls (so) believe me now and follow later - things are never what they seem to be to me - what they seem to be to me alone. Narrator: For he went on to seek his life - Komödia Or Inferno's and of Paradise - Komödia So it has to end as it began - Komödia Beatrice: So did I wake thou slumbering feeble And did I shake the sleeping fool Thoust thou think you would have escaped? Yours shall not be reality! Virgil: Long we've waited in these woods And talked about our long lost son. We know you never are to make A heavenly normal happy life. Beatrice: We've watched your steps since early days. Virgil: And sent to you the old wise man. Beatrice: To break the curse you laid on yourself. Virgil: We've come again to save your mind. Dante: Memories form Satan's roaring laughter and smiles Beatrice! Virgil! My long lost friends. B & V: The fog has hidden our memories of the days when Dante was another man. Dante: And now to you my charming guides as I once lay my trust in you I still shall follow your command Take my hands to guide a fool. Beatrice: To guide you to the wicked one Virgil: To lead you into Paradise B & V: Was a simple task to do compared to what awaits (you now) You have to find your aim in life You have to find your way. Dante: You woke me up and brought to me The memories of my shining past Don't leave me now - guide my way For I've been lonely far too long. Beatrice: You will assemble your state of mind The one where you were still a child. Virgil: Remember when you saw the moon And followed him along. Dante: The last thing I ask of you to do As for I have to walk alone Is just to kiss my face again And say goodbye and not goodnight! B & V: Our hearts are with you every day But leave us now to find your way.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Walking through the unknown woods The angels fell asleep (that night) But my steps were firm and strong (As they were) in the light of day. I held my eyes straight in the dark To scare the beasts that cross my way There'll never be a widing road That stops my quest and ends my prayers. I know until the judgement day When all the seas gone dry There will never be another one Who's lonelier than I. I saw (the) Inferno and (the) Paradise I saw the beast and heard its lies I heard the sirens sing their songs I still don't know my way. I wandered as I always did A sphere of darkness followed me As I saw a clearing light That marked the end of all (my journeys). And as I entered the place of light A bird appeared before my eyes And it twittered brightly into my ear "Your aim is death, your grave stands here!" So I lie down in the grass Relax my arms my feet my heart The burdens of my quest are gone Now I know where I belong! Now I know my way!

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

I would never think of me as a hero A bringer of wisdom of hope and of peace I never could think of me in a vortex of hope of future and vitality. I can spread my thoughts to flood the room Embracing and webbing the people reborn. The love they are feeling I never can taste; The sadness the hatered remains my own. So many souls - they long to be saved, Some beasts, some sinners, some lost in their fate. For all to rescue my lifespan's too short, Refuse all the evil - divine all the gods? I never asked for a higher believing I never questioned the way I was born I never wanted to walk among angels I never wanted to be so alone. Bridge: Alone with my powers - alone in my mind (The) holder of darkness - the bringer of light. This melancholy circle of giving - not taking Can not be endured by me. I'm here to flare a sign To guide the lost on to their fate. Like I (once) sent Dante his story to take. But no one holds that candle for me. So as the years of helping and bleeding Had passed away my will to live. I returned to the sea of my time and my being, I melted into (the) waves as it was my will.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Rettiseert was sitting behind his desperation's wall Rettiseert was crying for his long lost home - so long ago. The air so cool - so pretty The sunny spells so warm. Of springtime - summer - fall - The winterair's so cool - them stars so near - her eyes were there. Trees were my fate and trees were my home Trees in the morning sun of winter tears so long ago. He used to sit on trees and watch the sun - sun go by. The stars had looked at him as if her eyes were there, love everywhere. Just another night and he was on - on his tree His lady came to him and said: "Live your life - without my love - without the stars" Rettiseert so lonely went home and built a wall. Brick for brick behind a door that closed his mind (his mind) his sight (his sight) Rettiseert's now sitting to wait for him to die. And as the final hour struck he smiled and said "Goodbye my love, bye - bye my love"

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

A flashing blade of ancient times my hands were clenched around its heel an evil wizard's spell would leed my life to bitter endless nights For as it was cursed to drink the blood of any human living thing for once a day or even more - or it would slay the keeper dead So I was bound to keep clear of those I loved for I could never know when the blade returns to life and guides my hands to harm a friend The last words I tell to warn you now are not to touch the blade so it can never drown the blood from any living man The fights were many that I won but never did I know Whom my way might cross again and whom I'll lose by sword

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025