Macbeth
Album • 1998
This track is instrumental.
Our flames burn in this ephemereal reality, like dancing candles closed in upon a mysterious breeze, our light will slowly fade like the blaze of a sunset, obscured by the rebirth of the nocturnal majesty. Stand here beside me and pity our existence, we are like weak flowers trodden by the step of time, my heart bleeds for you, my only dear love, embrace me, you and I will be as one forever... Stand here beside me and pity our suffering, we are like pure snow in the hands of the time, my heart bleeds for you, my only dear love, embrace me, you and I will be as one for ever...
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Cry with me in this gloomy silence and take me in your arms. Let your fingers caress my marbled skin and your face follow my last breath. The shadow of sin has obscured my soul, deep icy waters touch my body like needles. My eyes will see the darkness of damnation where memories of me will sink and be forget. The warmth of mortals does not dwell here, in this body frozen by the kiss of death. Immaculate blood-stained lilies lie on the grave of innocence. And now you can feel my soul tremble and a long sweet shiver run down my skin. You''ll hold my hands in your and I''ll follow you in this mysterious voyage Loneliness, beyond the gates of the unknown, penetrates my bloodied depths. Purity has died with me and your tears will wash the sinful blood away, while you''ll be listening to the eternal cry of the brambles around my desolate tombstone.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
Behold us, my lord we are dying among the bleeding ruins of our world, our voice is suffocated by cry and our souls lie forsaken in their pain. Mankind raises their arms to you and from their hands their children''s blood drips, we are dragging ourselves to our end why, my lord, don''t you come and save us? An ebony mantle has darkened the sun and the eternal night will rule over the light. Please, don''t let me suffer here in this cold cruel black heaven. I''ve seen the oceans die and I''ve heard the wind cry, I''ll wander in the shadow of death, until its hands close my tearful eyes.
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
The arms of twilight are dandling my soul and in her eyes I see the sweetness of a bright immortal-graced maiden who relieves the grieves of my heart. Wind is whispering your name through the clouds in the sky. I will always remember your eyes veiled by tears while the night prelude casted a spell on our glances. The eyes of the dying sun are looking at me in this romantic immencity and I can feel this melancholy pervading deep inside me Twilight is whispering your name to the clouds in the sky, I will never forget your heart beating over mine and your passion heating my bossom. ...And when butterflies fly on whitered flowers and birds perch on dry brances a tear will gkide to your feet and I will hold it in my hand like a pearl in its shell.
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
Come to me, silent and dressed in black, in your eyes I can see all your obscure passion. Brush my skin with your pale hands and kiss my neck with your cold lips. You''ll appear when the moon shines high in the sky and I''ll see your cerulean face brightened up by the candles flame. You''ll whisper to me mysterious dark love words and in this long night our souls will be joined forever. And like in a winter night darkness will spread around us and will take us away. Let yourself be lulled by This cold wind of sorrow. I open my mouth to your divine scarlet nectar and my bloodied lips will look for yours in a morbid lust of exstatic pleasure.
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
Set like a jewel in the black velvet of the night, you''ll listen to my breath in this clear quiet darkness and you''ll see a warm tear run down your face. Oh, virgin silk-skinned moon dance with me until the dawn oh, virgin queen of the night, up there on your enchanted throne and I gaze at your whiteness reflected in the lake waters ...and I''ll see my image in the weak waves and I''ll be able to hear your plaintive voice comfort my soul. Oh, virgin silk-skinned moon oh, virgin queen of the night.
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
Shadows are walking in the darkness of a promised heaven like spirits in a dark and lonely castle, they are dancing at a song of a myriad of voices with the stares lost in a secret dimension. Shadows are crying in the immensity of a gloomy night, holding in their own all their consuming sorrow theyforgotten in the heavenly garden, forsaken in the misery of a place without time. And shines the light of hope in their eyes no more and no emotion will pass through their heart. Shadows imprisoned between dream and reality in silently wait for a solemn recall, they look for consolation in the pale light of god, in a kingdom in which all is eternal.
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Like a spell from which I can't awake now I sleep soundlly, dying in your arms, I felt your tears glide on my face and your hands hold mine for the last time, the angel of mystery is here to lead me in the kingdom of silence. we are immersed in a boundless sea of sorrow death is the darkened horizon we'll reach in our wreck, sweet is my rest like a kiss of the woman I loved and now her heart is veiled with a cloud of sadness. You'll close my weary eyes languishing and resigned and petals of withered roses will settle on my weak body as tears I'll rove forever on the banks of the oblivition's river but I'll hear your wounded heart cry for me. ...And my tears will furrow my cheeks and will rush in the endless abony abyss of torment. Shadows imprisoned between dream and reality in silently wait for a solemn recall, they look for consolation in the pale light of god, in a kingdom in which all is eternal.
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
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