The Pendle Witch Trials
I Shalt Become
Album • 2009
9 Tracks
I Shalt Become
Album • 2009
This track is instrumental.
There is a monster that hides within you A maggot, a maggot. I have seen it myself... The enstasy going nowher
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
And so a siren sang to me... Come here, haunted, And thus, closer still You will have lost your heart. The days pass And the screwtape letters read true...
Dancing to bring the rain... A repeating crescendo... Raining to recoil the dance...
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
"To morrow, and to morrow, and to morrow, Creepes in this petty pace from day to day, To the last Syllable of Recorded time: And all our yesterdayes, haue lighted Fooles The way to dusty death. Out, out, breefe Candle, Life's but a walking Shadow, a poore Player, That struts and frets his houre vpon the Stage, And then is heard no more. It is a Tale Told by an Ideot, full of sound and fury Signifying nothing."
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
A last, choked breath Before lifelessly The body hangs A cheer rises from the crowd A sway in the breeze And life continues.
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Into the waiting While nothing goes away There is a rationale to desist Because the two days are too much? Twisted in the misunderstood But there cannot be anything... Cut off the nose to spite the face For only the faults, you derelict.
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
As wound opens in flesh ...screams for glory... Such spears pierce. The rusted, poisoned shackles Tie wrists to the eyes A barbed wire noose Bound to the soul. And proverbial victory spoiled the vanquished.
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
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