Miss May I
EP • 2007
Throw the lights out Out Sunken ships paint forever our visions An ocean filled with the betrayed She sings a lullaby For her most dearest murder Harmony brings shadows of the past Harmony brings shadows of the past Her lips are those of a beauty But her kiss is that of a beast The sun burns out As we look to the sky... We are left in darkness For all to fear Clouds fade to dust As the rain burns all The sun burns out As we look to the sky... We are left in darkness For all to fear
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
We are the damned Convinced of deception composed by generations Crushed spirits in the remembrance Crushed spirits in the remembrance They say they've seen the battle They say they've seen it all But triumph comes with dying Their lives are not yet worn Our fathers fall beneath the sky Call Call upon the infernal angels Call the names of the wicked Of the wicked Crowds of fools riot for their pleasure The city becomes a sight of horror Your face becomes another sight of fear Shadows swallow what used to be our homes As they clear, our world's deceased Our world's deceased Our world's deceased Our world's deceased
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
A kiss of shame tempts me to question love Her sweet taste kills all beauty Eyes of a goddess I fall prison to A heart of a fool, oh, I've been cursed A goddess of love She imprisons me So take my, take my hand I won't forget Her skin is crawling with regret The feeling of nothing Is this all she ever wanted? Her dress flows in shimmering Reflections of the damned Cast upon these walls They scream for salvation Breaking everything you seem to love Breaking everything you seem to love She rises up from the shallows She rises up from the shallows Breaking everything you seem to love I will never forget I won't forget I won't forget
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 08, 2026
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Chambered winds create a storm of plague Beneath the sky the crowds scream for hope but I won't hear them for I am the creator. The creator of a plague the creator of death Chambered winds create a storm of plague The oceans shatter as the storm of men destroys all hope Chambered winds create a plague.
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
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