Angel’s Cry

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Magnificent woman of sorrow Messenger of death Inflictor of my pain Be my bride in waiting Appear to me in dream like vision As spears of light drench the land With your seducing songs of wile Be my bride in waiting Ancient rivers of death flow Over the valleys of darkness Grim life I bid thee farewell For an bheansidhe My bride to be Now in caves of ever dark Rivers run dry Only tears of sorrow flow Everywhere the stench of death Grim life I bid thee farewell For you my bride in waiting Buiochas mo bheannsidhe Misanthropic desires now enacted In a place of ultimate tranquillity Buiochas mo bheannsidhe Where souls of loyalty Bear the scars of baptismal sword And forever be Buiochas mo bheansidhe Over the valleys of darkness We fly For you my bride Grim life I bid thee farewell For you my bride Buiochas Bhean Magnificent woman of sorrow Messenger of death Inflictor of my pain Be my bride in waiting Be my bride (In a dreamlike vision as spears of light drench the land) And forever be Buiochas mo Bheansidhe Misanthropic desires now enacted In a place of ultimate tranquillity And forever be

Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 16, 2025

Bring me your tears Grant me your sorrow I can see no tomorrow Dance with me dreamweaver Darkness glory be Within dream's kingdom We are lost Through this frozen nightmare I crawl Within this filthy shell I mourn Outside of this barren world I live Tears of fire I weep forever more Alone the last one on earth Forever the first one to die Alone the last one on earth Forever the first one to die Darkness glory by All is dead Within dream's kingdom We are lost My thoughts fly free above this realm of wonder A silver forest, my black kingdom Where I will be eternally, the last one on earth Darkness glory be Within dream's kingdom We are lost forever Through a pentagram etched in frozen immortal stars Oh the lust of the night Eternally the first one to die Alone the last one on earth

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 16, 2025

Dannu your lonely son calls you Hear my cries, I beg of you Your fires burn low Beneath the past I go For you You feel the pain a banished god knows Your lonely son goes where Where you may go You feel the pain a banished god knows Your lonely son goes where Where you may go You feel the pain a banished god knows

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 16, 2025

Daughter of Samael Child of night Come to me Dance with me frozen queen Wherefore art thou my frozen queen A vanity never for my eyes to see From the void where my thoughts are answered Oh to dance with you my queen Be still my ebon heart Buried beneath the ashes of A thousand broken dreams Wherefore art thou my frozen queen A vanity never for my eyes to see From the void where my thoughts are answered Oh to dance with you my queen Through the night -- my queen See what she did your cunting daughter Daughter of Samael Child of night Come to me Wherefore art thou my frozen queen A vanity never for my eyes to see From the void where my thoughts are answered Why have you forsaken me? Be still my ebon heart Buried beneath the ashes of A thousand broken dreams Wherefore art thou my frozen queen A vanity never for my eyes to see From the void where my taughts are answered Why have you forsaken me? Die with me Set me free Oh for you my pale and innocent one You will never have me Oh to rape your secrets one by one You have no secrets left to give In loneliness and despair Despair be my god Oh to dance with you my Queen I am lost in your eyes

Submitted by The Void — Nov 16, 2025

I feel my life fly before me I feel my love wane I see a future life It grows darker still And now I know As never before... I can see my rite of passage And I know it's soon to begin We are the endless... We walk with the dawn of time As there is none before This path I mourn A journey, length aeons told This is my rite of passage A journey, length aeons told To a crescendo of moon music Which bloodies my mind A lifeless void old When will it ever end?

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 16, 2025

Your shining light falls through Your silver beauty is covered by Your starlit eyes I am dying In your eyes Bring to me sudden wisdom of ages Being far are your wings of destiny As wide are the seas of sorrow I am drowning in despair Being far are your wings of destiny As wide are the seas of sorrow Why have you crushed my life from within? Misery, Thy master calls you, heed me I feel the hammer fall like a moonlit caress Hail to you my angel Your broken wings hold me Why must your smile cut me? I bleed I will take you where shadows are born I feel the hammer fall like a moonlit caress Hail to you my angel Your broken wings hold Why must your smile cut me? I bleed I will take you where shadows are born In a world of mourning By banished light, I pray my soul to take And if I should die before I mourn I pray the day my skin shall burn In cold memories In a world of mourning a shadow is borne

Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 16, 2025

To starside I fly Soaring through a cloven sky Striding towards a bloodied cross Fucking the lifeless daughter of light Hearing the screams of souls Upon the innocent fields of pity Frozen hatred fills my mind Through my eyes see... A crimson sun falling towards a grey twilight Silver branches webbing the nightsky horizon A sea of tears flowing towards my frozen wastelands Sorrow's waters flow about my feet A fallen angel be my silver sword I am the mist of the night The pillars of heaven crumble with my glance Turn my gaze towards immortality Now the darkness greets me All that I am, all that I shall be Glimpsed through shadows And a thousand angels cry As I die Together with our hands to the sky My dreams and I, to starside ewe fly Soaring through a cloven sky To starside I fly My dreams and I I see the angels cry On a bloodied cross.........Angels cry...

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 16, 2025

Last night as I lay dreaming of pleasant days gone by My mind been bent on rambling to Ireland I did fly I stepped on board a vision and followed with a will Til next I came to anchor at the cross in Spancil Hill It been on the twenty-third of June the day before the fair When Irelands sons and daughters and friends assembled there The young, the old, the brave and the bold came their duty to fulfill Their jovial conversations, when i lived at Spancil Hill I went to see me neighbours to see what they might say The old ones were all dead and gone, the young ones turning grey But I met the tailor Quigley, he's as bold as ever still Ah, he used to make me britches when I lived at Spancil Hill I paid a flying visit to my first and only love She's as white as any lily, gentle as a dove And she threw her arms around me, saying Johnny I love you still Ah, she's now a farmer's daughter and the pride of Spancil Hill I dreamt I knelt and kissed her as in the days of yore Ah, Johnny you're only joking as many the time before Then the cock he crew in the morning, he crew both loud and shrill I awoke in California, many miles from Spancil Hill

Submitted by SerpentEve — Nov 16, 2025