Forever

I am a northener I love the cold north wind Which carries my dragonship To foreign land on foray I am a mighty warrior With blood and guts of a viking With my sword and spear I'll make the heretics suffer To pacify the Gods My oblation will be blood To be recieved in Valhalla I will die in battle With our heads high And muscles of iron We fight side by side With our swords raised And no mercy to give We see honour and victory I deny I am a savage Who plunders, rapes and kills I'm just a faithful servant Who pays tribute to the aesir belief To pacify the Gods My oblation will be blood To be recieved in Valhalla I will die in battle

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

Come forward thou lovliest When time is still to come Let the sun warm your face Illness has burned it's mark I'm crucified with burden Oh you my gemini soul Father, her flesh is to tired Longing for rest, sleep eternally, sleep Sitting with ebony tears Lost as I am far beyond the dawn So cold within pain on this endless path So weak I became after all these years Silence surrounds me on a trail of sadness Writing poems of her memory so blessed Mourner is so deep, in black I'm dressed In holy ground she can be found Bones to earth and dust to dust She passed away to young, too soon I've gone mad, so bad I talk to the moon Soon she will be In rigor mortis

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

Seek me in this peaceful place Where the grass grows and covers my face In a coffin of finest ebony With ornament and name in ivery The oaks shallows my epitaph Leaves covers the narrow path To where I reign my own Not like a God on a throne I'm waiting to be buried deep With sweet pleasure I will sleep When the angels gathering the sheep The dreamweaver I will meet Who said that life is delight I'm so enchanted of this eternal night Philosophy of the resting so wise I wish a lot to never arise I'm waiting to be buried deep With sweet pleasure I will sleep When the angels gathering the sheep The dreamweaver I will meet In the sleeping garden of tranquillity I've searched and found My private utopia In the sleeping garden of tranquillity I've searched and found My private utopia

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

Autumn is here again Summer is gone here comes the rain The clouds linger on tighter Day's are shorter and less brighter Sitting alone with cold winds raging December depression descends Light the candles to keep the dark away Obeying the anguish to fade I wish I had someone here to stay In this cold embrace of earth I wish to lay Blurry thoughts of suicide Pierce my head sleeping so sweet Death will greet me so warm, be my guider I seek the legions of sorrow We all know there will be no tomorrow So many of me has died Cold winds of loneliness I ride A soft voice of fear speaks in me Why should you live you don't need to be Trees are naked and my soul so cold No need to be afraid, I've been told A rook I hear far truly die at last Existing is an excuse Deep in my haert so red Everybody want's to die

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025