Groza
Album • 2024
This track is instrumental.
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Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
Another night spent wandering Under fluorescent lights Deafened by mocking thunder Roaring from starless skies Beneath the asphalt lies All cause of spiritual demise In the streets like labyrinths The mass like maggots thrives A swarm of rotten lives dances Noxious dance as hope deprives Death follows in disguise As the smoke blinds my tired eyes Swirl lost souls like flies Hang, hang them high! The figureheads of horror Eternal hails To the architects of sorrow I long for the day When all of this will end A real inferno Much to drooling gods content The smokes shall rise higher Suffocate all that is left And up from the pyre Rain the ashes unto the cement Hang them high! When all is said and done And nowhere left to hide As the sun falls from the sky And from the firmament Breaks pure enlightenment Rejoice! For it has brought us all The endless night
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
WHEN THE SCAFFOLDS DROWN IN BLOOD AND THE EXECUTIONERS BLADES HAVE TURNED BLUNT WHEN THE LAST SPINE HAS BEEN CRUSHED THAT WHAT SHALL NOT BE MEETS ERADICATION WITH THE SWEET TASTE OF FOREIGN BLOOD ON THEIR LIPS THE FRAIL DELUSION OF VICTORY BEFORE THEIR EYES DEAD ARE EQUAL, SILENT AND COLD AND THE MASS GRAVES KNOW NO DIFFERENCE WHEN PARANOIA AND TERROR TIGHTEN THE STRANGLEHOLD MALEVOLENCE, TREASON, AND DISCORD COMMAND THE DAY DEAD ARE EQUAL, SILENT AND COLD AND THE FEASTING MAGGOTS KNOW NO DIFFERENCE EQUAL. SILENT. COLD. BEHOLD THE HEIGHT OF THE OBELISK AN OVERAWING MEMORIAL AS GAIA SLOWLY CHOKES ON THE SHEER MASS OF DEATH WE ERECT PILLAR AFTER PILLAR ACCUSING THE VERY GODS THE ONES WHO LEFT THE ONES WHO ABANDONED THE ONES WHO BETRAYED THE ONES WHO DIED AND NO HOLINESS WAS FOUND AMONGST THE RUINS WHEN THE LAST CURSE HAS BEEN UTTERED AND THE PROPHETS REMAIN SILENT THERE ARE NO MORE WORDS LEFT AT ALL MANKIND DOES AS MANKIND HAS ALWAYS DONE DRIVEN BEYOND REASON FURTHER DOWN THE ABYSS! THE GRIN OF SKULLS SHALL BE OUR WELCOME THE DEAD KNOW NO DIFFERENCE BUT WHAT THEY KNEW IN THEIR LIFE IS BELLUM OMNIUM CONTRA OMNES
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
ON THE DAY THE FLOODS BROKE FROM THE DARKENED SKIES WE RAN FOR COVER AGAINST THE TEMPEST AND AGAINST ONE ANOTHER IN SEARCH FOR SHELTER ON AN OPEN FIELD ON THE DAY THE FLAMES ROSE TO THE CLOUDED SKIES WE RAN FOR COVER AGAINST INFERNO – THE EVER SEARING FLAME WITH THE STORM RAGING FORWARD RIGHT IN OUR BACKS AND WE’RE NOT ASHAMED TO PRETEND LIKE WE SAW IT ALL COMING WITH THE WATERS RELENTLESSLY RISING UP TO OUR VERY OWN NECKS AND WE’RE NOT ASHAMED TO BE DANCING AMONG THE FLAMES AND EVEN WITH BLISTERS ON OUR BRUISED HANDS WE HOLD ONTO THE COMFORT OF OUR OWN LIES AND WHEN THE RIVERS DRY AND THE LAST FLAME HAS DIED ALL THAT REMAINS FROM WHAT WE HAD IS DROWNED DREAMS SCORCHED HOPES I’VE ALWAYS KNOWN, SOMEDAY THE FLAMES WILL COME AND BURN IT ALL AWAY I’VE ALWAYS FELT, SOMEDAY THE SKIES SHALL BREAK AND WASH IT ALL AWAY I HAVE ALWAYS KNOWN, SOMEDAY THE FLAMES WILL COME AND BURN IT ALL AWAY I’VE ALWAYS HOPED, SOMEDAY THE SKIES WILL BREAK AND WASH IT ALL AWAY AWAY FROM ME TAKE IT ALL AWAY TAKE IT ALL AWAY DRAG ME TO THE FIRE AND THROW ME IN THE FLAMES TAKE IT ALL AWAY TAKE IT ALL AWAY DRAG ME TO THE SHORE AND LEAVE ME TO THE WAVES
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
THE DAY THE DAFFODILS WERE IN BLOOM WINTER CAME OVER MY HEART REGARDLESS OF THE SUN REIGNED GLOOM AS A FREEZE WAS PUT UPON MY HEART THE DARKEST STORM CAME OVER MY FIRMAMENT AND COLORED MY ENTIRE WORLD BLACK AND A DELUGE CAME DOWN FROM WEEPING SKIES SWEPT ME AWAY WITH THE RUTHLESS TIDES WE STILL SING ABOUT THE TIME WHEN WE WERE YOUNG AND FREE ADORING SUMMERS TOO FAR GONE WHILE EVERY BEAUTY GROWS ITS FANGS YOUTH ALWAYS BLENDED WITH GRIEF THAT SOON TURNED INTO A ROMANCE A HANDFUL OF SCARS SURPRISINGLY PAINFUL BUT YET LEADING TOWARD SPRING WITH EVERY GLEAM OF LIGHT THAT BROKE HOPE THROUGH THE SKIES WE THOUGHT THAT WE WERE THROUGH IT ALL BUT ONLY NOW I KNOW THAT IN THE END IT WAS JUST THE EYE OF THE STORM I DESPERATELY WAIT FOR THE DAY WHERE I WON’T SEE THE MORNING SUN WHERE MY EYES KEEP CLOSELY SHUT EVEN THOUGH A NEW DAY HAS BEGUN WHERE I DON’T CARE FOR ALL THAT’S LEFT WHERE I DON’T CARE FOR ANYTHING WHEN I TRANSCEND PER ASPERA AD ASTRA AB ASTRIS AD ASPERA PER ASPERA AD ASTRA THROUGH THE STREETS WITH AIR OF POISON THROUGH REMAINS OF ANCIENT FORESTS THROUGH THE OCEANS OF PISS AND SHIT AND THROUGH THE NEVER-ENDING FRONTLINES OVER MOUNTAINS OF NOTHINGNESS ALONG THE AVENUES LINED WITH GALLOWS ALONG THE EVERLASTING CYCLE AD NAUSEAM
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
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