Portraits

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Tales are what I am writing Not so far from real things Metaphors and myths I'm creating To come close to the Truth My only true friend Melancholy captures My heart is bleeding in pain as I realize Truth is far away disparaged and disgraced By a decadent age "Fly up to the World-That-Is-Not Use the fantasy in you And feel no remorse No matter the colour you are Just follow the call of your heart And something will come..." "Welcome to the World-That-Is-Not Welcome to the Realm-That-Should-Be Leave your hang-ups behind Free your soul to fly" "Magic Kingdoms arise Just under your sight Wander you no more Oh, Noble Soul, you're at home" "Les langues en ces lieux ont peu d'importance Car on y parle l'idiome de l'âme souveraine Le monde que tu vas découvrir maintentant Est l'endroit où la Vérité demeure à jamias reine..." "Fantasia, questa è la via Alla tua magica terra natia Nulla v'è che possa fermare Di un'anima Nobile il maestoso avanzare" With wonder and with might Your Soul is filled when you pass by The crystal tower where the Queen of Marillion awaits Your coming A young boy's riding fast Just beyond the Border of Stones he's gone There the Ancient Abbey is ready to open its gates to Harlin A ship is docking now To a wooden mole near a foggy ground Soon Angisha will have a new Prince fighting for The glory of Darkness The Necromancer's back In his tower that was a tavern A new meaning now Detah will have, As Omega Preacher has awaken. Tales are what I am writing Not so far from real things Metaphors and myths I'm creating To come close to the Truth My only true friend Melancholy captures My heart is bleeding in pain as I realize Truth is far away disparaged and disgraced By a decadent age "Fly up to the World-That-Is-Not Use the fantasy in you And feel no remorse No matter the colour you are Just follow the call of your heart And something will come..." And something will come..."

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Ride, young Harlin, ride away in tears, From the rage of your guardian, something you will find Blind you are running, unaware where you're going, Beyond the Border of Stones, now you find yourself lost, In the middle of the dark woods. "Corri Harlin, non pensare, non aver paura, Segui il tuo cuore e lascia che la luce sopita nella sera risplenda ancor". Lost you are, Harlin, in these lonely woods a small path lies ahead and closer is sunset, Far away is the Border, you can't turn back now, you must go on with your faithful horse, Finding a shelter for this gloomy night, and soon the Truth will be revealed. Ride, ride, ride, 'till the end of these gloomy woods Ride, ride, ride, fearless through the night Ride, ride, ride, soon you will be revealed Ride, ride, ride, 'till you find the ancient abbey... "I bronzei battenti attendono il tuo arrivo l'antico Edificio ti è già familiare spalanca il portale, oh giovane Harlin scorgi all'interno migliaia di candele accese svela il mistero della tua esistenza entra, Non aver timore, questo è il tuo destino". Titanic abbey, young Harlin you see, With thousand arches climbing up the air and cruciform pillars dividing the aisles. Now you know what hides in the woods beyond the Border of Stones, Young Harlin Before you the Gargoyles are watching thousand of candles lit their red eyes Tales of heroes are told in the stained glass windows of the gothic cathedral But you attention is caught by the jeweled golden altar in the end of the nave "Finalmente siete giunto, nobile Harlin, ora il Culto della Luce riprenderà vigore, Ora che l'Inquisitore è tornato alla sua Chiesa". This is what you hear, noble Harlin, From the golden ark, the voice speaks clear, You are the Inquisitor, the only hope for Light and your enemy, The Dark Emissary, is rising from the Throat of Evil, Waiting for your coming, and the future is in your hands Ride, ride, ride, 'till the end of these gloomy woods Ride, ride, ride, fearless through the night Ride, ride, ride, soon you will be revealed Ride, ride, ride, for you're the White Inquisitor

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

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Once upon a time In a realm so far away from here There lived a people Who thought that peace was the true valour Everyone was equal to the others There were neither Kings nor Queens Everywhere only freedom and wealth But nobody was truly happy there And how did they finish? Where is their glorious empire? The answer is under your sight Only ashes and ruins... They had everything Everyone was free to live the way he choose As a matter of fact They were the masters of their raped earth Everywhere they built up buildings With a raw grey material we know no more And the flew through the skies Inside huge metal things like birds And silence was banished by their realm Nobody raises the head to the stars Only matter they worshiped Forgetting they were only grain of sand And soon they lost their souls Their god was called "Technology" At its altar they sacrificed The few left Noble Souls And how did they finish? Where is their glorious empire? The answer is under your sight Only ashes and ruins... In the time of a micron That glorious empire fell down to oblivion Annihilated by Nature The Cosmic Justice just spit on their treasures And finally there was silence Stars began to shine in the sky The altars were swept away And the Noble Souls were back again They had everything Everyone was free to live the way he choose As a matter of fact They were the masters of their raped earth Everywhere they built up buildings With a raw grey material we know no more And the flew through the skies Inside huge metal things like birds I know it is sad I know it may seem wrong But we should not forget ever That we are not the only ones And peace is not a God Nor it is a progress The Whole is everything And war is part of it Only now I understand The meaning of this tale Only now that I see That something is beyond the veil How stupid they were So imprisoned in their "Technology" What a wonderful world Araised after they were no more

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

"Eccovi il racconto D'un giovin marinaio Il cui destin beffardo Lo spinse contro il mondo." Drifting in a sea of shadows, the small shipped moved Very slowly carried by a power no one could see Towards an exact place in that huge ocean. "Voci lo chiamano, voci gli parlano la sua malignità Presto si risveglierà Tutto questo già sa, ma non se un domani verrà, la Notte nel cuore Lu ha; Principe di Angisha." In the silence of his cabin, Lu lies move less, His eyes are open but cannot see the ceiling. "Etrange est parfois le destin...n'éstais-tu pas heureux Parmi tes amis, Lu? Pourtant, l'Histoire te désdire et tu Ne peux que suivre Son appel. La Magie du Mal gît Inerte dans les tréfonds de ton âme, mais la voix qui te Réclame la libère de son impéreux sommeil. Et bientôt, La Nuit aura un nouvel émmissare, le Prince d'Angisha..." Moving you can now, stand up and walk out,, the ship Has docked to a small wooden mole hidden in the fog See that small path lurking in the moorland, follow it And soon you will find a huge cave rising out the earth Like a vein, bleeding evilness Like a vein, where darkness dwells Down below, in the depth of his cold land, you will Meet thy doom, young Lu, and your quest is closer To the end Questions pending, unable to understand them, Everything now you will know on you, revelation Is at hand Where the moon rests during the day And the light is nothing but a word Where a throne is waiting for a prince And your doom will be revealed And you are the Prince of Angisha Prince of Angisha

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

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Il castello era lì, silenzioso come sempre, avvolto in quella bruma grigia che gli faceva da mantello. Imperturbabile attendeva da millenni, serrato in quella valle che va dalle Pianure Nebbiose al Massiccio del Sole. Ma cosa poteva mai nascondere quell'edificio scuro e solitario? Tutti lo evitano, perfino la luce del sole sembrava restia ad accarezzare le sue fredde mura e i grandi uccelli migratori preferivano allungare il loro viaggio pur di non doversi posare sulle viscide merlature. Ma io non ero un uccello migratore e non ero nemmeno la luce del sole, no, io ero la notte, avvolta in un manto di stelle e nubi, di vento e tenebre, di freddo e paura. La luna mi faceva da compagna mentre attraversavo le Pianure Nebbiose. Fu propio lei a guidarmi qui, davanti a questa fortezza solitaria. Ma in fondo io l'ho sempre saputo. Me lo disse la Grigia Signora che dimora a Marillion e poi l'Antico Re del ghiaccio, nel suo palazzo di cristallo, su, nelle Lande. Me lo disse perfino il mio promesso sposo, in un'epoca ormai dimenticata. Questo è il mio regno, questo il mio destino. Tra il silenzio delle antiche mura che ho di fronte potrò finalmente adempiere al compito affidatomi. La torre squadrata mi osserva dall'alto dei bastioni, come una sentinella sugli spalti. Qui non sarò sviata e la mia mente non si smarrirà nei labirinti della carne. Le montagne che mi circondano sapranno fare buona guardia. "Casa", come suona strana questa parola sulle mie labbra. Sempre in viaggio, mai una sosta, proprio come il vento, che tutto accarezza e nulla afferra. Ed ora eccomi giunta alla fine della corsa. Perfino il vento qui trova riposo tra gli umidi abissi della terra. Ma io non portò mai riposare. Adesso ha inizio il viaggio autentico, ora comincia la vera avventura che mi porterà alla scoperta di nuove mete, nuovi orizzonti. Già Li scorgo lì in lontananza. Sembrano attendere, immobili nella loro assoluta trancendenza. "Che le porte si aprano! Che il ponte sia calato! La Signora è giunta finalmente. Sì, finalmente sono a casa." "La melanconia ti riempie già, dolce ricordo di un tempo che fu. Le antiche mura che abiterai, già vivono in te."

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Gery is my vest, a mace is at my side My eyes are those of the Hawk, a gift of the Fairy Queen Friends I have none, (but) my bride is called Truth Living to serve the Whole, my home is called World. " La villa mia natia Dali'aque circondata Perla tra le perle Ormani inabissata Lo serbo nel mio grigio cuor Del Mare Interno avea il primato Regina d'un mondo assai malato Serenissima la notte All'ombra del Leone Lo serbo nel mio grigio cuore." Wars I will fight, when the Whole wants so Peace I will seek, only when I feel the need Reckless I am not, my aim is the Golden Mean Grey is my vest; my bride is called Truth The White Inquisitor/ will follow my advice The Dark Emissary/ will trust the word I say Hatred and passion are nothing to me Sacrifice I will if I feel the need Trend and delight I do not seek But knowledge and wisdom I wish An new age is near and the Grey is out there A war he will start, then peace he will make, until He finds a new King All this I do without even moving I let the History flow towards its final doom Here I go, towards my mission, my destiny, my life Riding my horse, wrapped in grey, followed by my silver hawk Like a shadow among the shadows I´m off No one can save me, but I can save this World.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

La mia Signroa vesta di grigio La mia Sposa non parla mai Se la guardi, tu non la vedrai Se la cerchi, mai la travolai Come sabbai, tra le tue dita scivolerà Tra le tue dita volerà. I volti di amaci ormai lontani affolano i pensieri mici. Sensazioni provate, fantasmi di un tempo trascorso Stordiscono il mio spirito La Signora è dunque in loro?Il passato è la Sua Dimora? Questo io cerco, nulla più Dove risiedecolei che restando velata dona senso All'estistenza? Vero mistero è la sua voce: silenzio Antico enigma il dilei sguardo Quando lei chiama, Sirena del Mondo, ti ammalierà Vive nascosta tra le colline vicino a te Ma quando ti vuole, stai pur certo, lei ti avrà. Stai pur certo, lei ti avrà. Voci perdute da secoli ormai mi assordano Dolci ricordi mi cullano già, ma io cerco Te Tempi passati rivivono in me, mille volte ancor Lacrime scendono lente ma io, mai mi fermerò Scende la sera sulle Pianure del Solde Stanco io sono di mille avventure senza di Lei Oh, Vento dell'ovest, portami la brezza del Lago Dov'Ella riposa, tra le antiche mura di Marillion Mio prode destriero, galoppa veloce verso di Lei Verso la Grigia Signora

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

"Fuori infuriava la tempesta di neve più forte degli Ultimi diecimila anni. Il vento sferazava l'insegna [...] Della taverna […] facendola cigrolare paurosamente Nella notte, ma all'interno nessundo vi badava [...]“ Tower of the Necromancer Moriaki village lies in the middle of the Plain of the Sun And people have nothing to do during the long cold winter evenings But there is a tavern made out of a very ancient tower This building belonged a long time ago to a mighty Necromancer Nobody believe this anymore, forgotten are these scary tales Dancing at the sound of the laughs, the fire's crackling in the hearth Beware, oh mortals, the master is awakening, The shadows are now stretching! Forgotten is our existence, nobody remembers us. Our towers became homes to men, but now we want them back! "Un tempo i Negromanti erano molto comuni sulla terra. Vivevano in torri isolate e tutta la loro esistenza Era drietta allo studio del Mondo delle Ombre. Il Ciclo della Carne e quello dello Spirito non Portarono a grandi risultati, ma poi venne un uomo, Colui che inaugurò il Ciclo della Morte, il primo Negromante. Alcuni secloi dopo, le Guerre Negromantiche, lotte Spietate all'interno dell'odrine Nero, l'associazione Corporativa dei Negromanti, condussero questi osuri Personaggi, sopravvisse Nergal Thoth, il quale Affermava üiù. Ora quellq torre, diecimila anni dopo, è la Sede di una taverna, in uno sperduto villaggop nella Pianura del Sole." Outside the snowstorm is raging The tavern inside is warm and cozy In the middle of the hall the hearth is crackling Nobody notices the shadows stretching Everybody screams and sings and laughs Everybody except one Fergus is a young patron who sits silently in a corner, Suddenly he raises his head, his face is pale and his Eyes are red! "You damn scum You must leave my home Don't dare to remain Omega Preacher is back again." Because You are in the Tower of the Necromancer!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

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