XI
Instrumental
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Believe you Will I become the solemn stone? Where strangers hold the weight of broken bones? What will remain, what will decay? The darkened hour will lead our way What will remain, what will decay? The darkened hour Will I face the fire? Will I face the burn? Will I rise from ashes No way to return Freedom has faced the sorrow Created by those who claim That it must be followed But chains cloud my brain Blhe Will I embrace the silence cold? Where echoes fade and stories left untold? What will remain, What will decay? The darkened hour will lead our way What will remain, What will decay? The darkened hour Will I face the fire? Will I face the burn? Will I rise from ashes No way to return Freedom has faced the sorrow Created by those who claim That it must be followed But chains cloud my brain Believe you
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
I walk through the edge of the unknown Shadows stretch where light won't go Fragments shifting, bending space Echoes of a world I can’t face Everything you touch is just a shell' A hollow mask, a fragile spell' I can’t control this void Make me Break me, now I will become paranoid By the sick search for the truth Step into the noise For the things that you can't control Locked within the eleven dimensions Everything you touch is just a shell A hollow mask, a fragile spell I can't control this void Make me Break mе, now I will become paranoid By the sick sеarch for the truth Step into the noise For the things that you can't control Locked within the eleven dimensions Sailers Step into the noise For the things that you can't control Locked within the eleven dimensions
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Greed... One of the seven deadly sins An endless hunger, an endless thirst The desire for more power, possessions That will consume our soul Watch the towers scrape the sky Foundations built on blood The monument of our lies Crushing those who bear the weight The profits always climb This is the cost that we buy They build their walls, they drain the sea Our shattered lives, their legacy They carve the earth, they take the name Of a broken world, a dying FLAME The greed of the golden vein It's the oligarchy that feeds the lie The greed of the golden vein They command this fate while we watch the world decline The rich devour, the poor decay Their empire was built on bone No justice comes, no price to pay Their greed was fueled by the throne They take the skies, they steal the sun A choking world, their war is won They silence truth, they breed despair Their hollow throne, the cross we bear
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Your soul is poison Corrupted and blind, stripped of hope This call is priceless The last breath before you choke Who's stepping through the shattered doors Tormented by the judge of the faceless war The fireball that lives in your lungs Should not end at the barrel of a gun How can't you feel the void of the broken souls An invisible disease that swallows you whole You must face this road You are not forgotten Break the heavy load Rise from what's rotten Is thе fire the only answer? Can thе fire purge your blood? We are just fragile travelers That break beneath the flood How can't you feel the void of the broken souls An invisible disease that swallows you whole You must face this road You are not forgotten Break the heavy load Rise from what's rotten
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026