Ghost Opera

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When a new day reaches dawn I feel it's worth the wait. But I tumble and I fall, I'm up against my fate. When the barricades come down I'll build them up again. When I'm just about to drown I still don't know the end. Sometimes I tremble like a little child that faces mourning with a broken smile. Sometimes I crumble when the shades unfurl. Sometimes I feel that I could rule the world. When the morning come's alive, release your love brigade. At the end of day it's night to suck it up with hate. Sometimes I tremble like a little child that faces mourning with a broken smile. Sometimes I crumble when the shades unfurl. Sometimes I feel that I could rule the world. Rule the world! Sometimes I tremble like a little child that faces mourning with a broken smile. Sometimes I crumble when the shades unfurl. Sometimes I feel that I could rule the world.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Walls so white where your sorrows have a name and day is dark as night, there's no remorse and no redemption. Close the door, can you hear the crowd is waiting for a last encore, screaming out for my attention. Chanting my name! Welcome all to curtain call at the opera, raging voices in my mind rise above the orchestra like a crescendo of gratitude. This is my song! Like the dead I am on the other side, they're howling in my head. There's no remorse and no redemption! Hush my dear, let the music fill the night and soon it's all we hear. Screaming out for my attention! Chanting my name! Chanting my name! Welcome all to curtain call at the opera, raging voices in my mind rise above the orchestra like a crescendo of gratitude. Don't wake me until it's over, I may be dreaming away. Chanting my name! Chanting my name! Welcome all to curtain call at the opera, raging voices in my mind rise above the orchestra!

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

See the cemetery sky so carmine red and deep. Watch the oceans rising high, it’s the human stain. Talk about the growing hunger, ask why with deep concern. Don’t you think the human race is ceaselessly vain? But it hurts to be alive, my friend! In this silent tide we're driftwood passing by. Don’t you wish you were a child again, just for a minute, just for a minute more? Hear the ticking of a clock, the sound of life itself. No one really wants to die to save the world. Tell me that you're torn asunder from how we fail to learn. And tell me as the earth goes under, where’s your anger now? So it hurts to be alive, my friend! In this masquerade where all one day must die. Don’t you wish you were unborn again, just for a minute, just for a minute more? Tic toc! The ticking that could tear asunder, the beating from a heart of stone, the lust of your divine prosperity. Because it costs to be alive, my friend! And this life that someone merely gave to you, that's the price you pay minute by minute. You beg for a minute more!

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

Dim is the light of a new day in the land of the undying sun. Hollow the silence around me, distant the sound of a gun. Port side is close to the shore, I wonder where she is. Incoming shot cross the bow, will she remember me? Wail my April moon, God forsaken soul, I remember you. Come with me tonight! Damned is the dawn of a new day, revelations of death and despair. Frost, misty waters around me, frantic and naked the fear. Port side is close to the shore, incoming shot cross the bow. Wail my April moon, God forsaken soul, I remember you. Come with me tonight! Say your prayers loud and clearly, all who still believe in God! Port side is close to the shore, incoming shot cross the bow. Wail my April moon, God forsaken soul, I remember you. Come with me! Wail my April moon, God forsaken soul, I remember you. Come with me tonight!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

When they met she was fifteen like a black rose blooming wild, and she already knew she was gonna die. "What's tomorrow without you, is this our last goodbye?" She got weaker every day as the autumn leaves flew by. Until one day, she told him, "This is when I die..." "What was summer like for you?" She asked him with a smile. "What's tomorrow without you?" He silently replied. She said: "I will always be with you, I'm the anchor of your sorrow. There's no end to what I'll do because I love you, I love you to death!" But the sorrow went too deep, the mountain fell too steep, and the wounds would never heal! Because the pain of the loss was more than he could feel. He said: "I will always be with you, by the anchor of my sorrow. All I know, or ever knew, is I love you, I love you to death!" "What's tomorrow without you, is this our last goodbye?" "I will always be with you, I'm the anchor of your sorrow. There's no end to what I'll do because I love you!"

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025

So you can heal? They claim with conviction, you've got a crowd! So what's your appeal? Your voice, your predictions, they're getting loud. But if I let you die, you must forgive me! Raise me up, up through the ashes. Welcome the paradise you made! Take me on into the light! You want to die, create a sensation, be makin' the news? An eye for an eye, my King of creation, King of the Jews. Before I let you die, you must forgive me! Raise me up, up through the ashes. Welcome the paradise you made! Take me on into the light! Give me a sign of remorse, I don't need your blood. You will hang on the cross for playing God! You, the people, must decide. The self-proclaimed prophet, or the novice murderer? The king or the convict, it's up to you! So tell me who's free to go! Raise me up, up through the ashes. Forgive my every sin! Take me on into the light!

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

On the fields you restore your beliefs like an old man in church on a sunday. Crawl the dirt on your elbows and knees, any minute you know you could die. So come save us, turn water to wine, give me words of unfathomable wisdom. As I'm crossing the enemy's line, Where the wounded and dead show the way. Show me the way! Tell me when the night is gone, like washed away, Make a wish beneath the mourning star. How can there be a reason for war, for the life of a human that suffers? I remember I heard it before, tell me all when the new day begins. The new day begins! Tell me when the night is gone, like washed away, Make a wish beneath the mourning star. When the victory is won, the old cliché, underneath the same old mourning star. Rest in peace all that be good. Why, please tell me why? Rest in peace thy fatherhood. You gave the world all this pain Tell me when the night is gone, like washed away, Make a wish beneath the mourning star. When the victory is won, the old cliché, underneath the same old mourning star.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

I don't dare to take it slowly, because time may pass me by. Restless like a newborn morning, I am hard to satisfy. Will you take me away? In the silence of the darkness I can't pretend I'm wide awake, afraid I could go under. In the silence of the darkness I stumble for the light of day, but the journey never ends. I can paint the world with flowers grown by Heaven's gate. Reckless like the stormy ocean I could cover them with hate. But it all sounds the same! In the silence of the darkness I can't pretend I'm wide awake, afraid I could go under. In the silence of the darkness I stumble for the light of day, but the journey never ends.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

What's the miracle if life itself is not? Who am I to praise it's worth with a hymn?? I may stumble over words that I forgot, just as life itself will slowly begin. Sing me a song for the mountains to move, sing me the anthem of life, sing me the anthem of life. I'm sceptical, I like my glass of wine, I don't know your name or what I am to do. One day you'll wonder why, try to read between the lines, and you will sing for me the way I sang for you. Sing me a song for the ocean to part, sing me the anthem of life, sing me the anthem of life. Sing me the anthem of life! So another page is turned, pray I understand what's happening But if anything, I do know this, I'll be the best I can. Sing me a song like the angels rejoice, sing me an anthem of life, sing me the anthem. Sing me the anthem of life!

First you said that you would never leave me, merry were my days. Then you told me life is never easy, and left without a trace. But how come I want you like the soil yearns for the rain? Won't you light up, won't you light up my life? Let my soul breathe, tell me wrong, tell me right. You're my mind cage! Like a mountain far away you were always there, dressed in summer white. You will never know how much I miss you, or open to my fear. Find a maze I make my way through, and enter if you dare. How come I want you like the soil yearns for the rain? Won't you light up, won't you light up my life? Let my soul breathe, tell me wrong, tell me right. You're my mind cage! Like a mountain far away you were always there, dressed in summer white. Remember my name and paint the darkness with your light. Go sing your song for all the broken hearted, like Eden echoes in my head. The unforgiven gave you all! Won't you light up, won't you light up my life? Let my soul breathe, tell me wrong, tell me right. You're my mind cage! Like a mountain far away you were always there, dressed in summer white.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025