Under the Flight of Crows
And the night came, and it was a night that human eyes Should not have seen and survived The brain creates ghosts, it designs and snake dreams In the grey fog on the screen of our dreams Pain appeared to us desert and rigid White as far as the eye can see Floating in the void it keeps itself on The edge of despairing it grants us life Between black of the sky Around all was death Under the flights of crows, We lay in a world of death and maggots In a spectral dawn of snow our sterile and stagnate time Not to forget being myself a man We nave seen leaving our nothing our women Every evoked memory arise to us painfully clear All around us speaks of decline and end But in tomorrow there is one certainty It s man who kills man, it s man who in justice It s not a man who sleeps with a corpse Between black of the sky Around all was death Under the flights of crows, We lay in a world of death and maggots The number of the crows was increased and all knew Part of ours to exist has center the spirits Of who approaches to us
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
What would you tell to the darkness? What fills up your eyes with pain? Which words do you whisper to the dark? In bitter waking hours, when the walls hold you tight There isn't nothing here for you, only death The ships sail How do you feel with blood on your hands When hate obscures minds How do you feel while looking at the fiver flow How do you feel when you cant stop it When cries don't stop madness When all goes on in any case When blood covers the earth How do you you feel now that it s all over There are wounds time cannot heal, So deep that pain follows you like a shadow Sometimes we wait for something, sometimes we chase, But really we do not know what When one cover is not enough (to heat us) When it all remembers, when When you have only your hands to dig, When you don't have more tears to cry When you look around and you see darkness, When the dawn is as dark as the night When one life is not enough To fill the emptiness within, Whispers to the wind but nothing else, dust and nothing else Sometimes light disappears and cold wraps me up, Too much efforts to light up it on again and what do i see? I cant see anything, not even other lights, Only dazzling flashes that shake my soul They say this is life They say you must go on When pain subdues you and Your legs can t bear your weight If memories are clashing us, I would like to understand, How can you keep going With the pain inside
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
The hopes fire is burning harder inside my void Flames getting higher reaching my desires fed by sadness Dispersed between nothing and fair well Lost between weeping willow and the thorns We walk between the bushes We feel the pain But we go ahead Until that the forces support us We are supposed to suffering and be buried Left alone with our shadows and our dreams Burning eyes Bleeding eyes Please stay buried Don't come back anymore Who will dry our tears? The rose freezes over the tombstone The earth kisses the cold lips Six feet under and dressed only of your dreams The wasted time has been gone and the dreams rot with me We are only hanged on our memories The cry bring us back Your wounds will be healed In the dark of the earth In hush of your sky Why memories don't remain buried?
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Confused words between these ruins I wander search any fragments Of my memory Between the turbid waters i look for a reason I don't imagine what i will find It would be easier to escape bat my feet sink It s hard to recognize the places There are too much, questions that i don't understand, I dig up through my life The time of the suffering has finished Now the hate remains Time wasted to run after nothing A stone instead of the heart At the end i discover why I have found myself I'll arise again and i'll carry on the fight
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
I try to bury feelings I try to dig deep hole and bury everything You hope that time will wear out and will kill all Like trees with strong foots so deep that you may hurt Yourself to uproot Not in this life but in which one? Not in this life but in which one? When we will succeed to see the dawn? When we succeed to feel the heat? When we will succeed to find the right way When we will succeed to escape from this fog? I try to go on and leave all behind I try to see but there is fog You hope to succeed to go away so far But i carry them inside and nothing will succeed To remove them from me Can you tell me why? Not in this life
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
I count i count slowly but i don't know how much It remains I see the leaves falling i count them they re falling Slowly close to me But their impact to earth frosts blood I had so many dreams, Bit the wind has swept them so far away A carpet of leaves covers the ground i would Carry them away I wish the wind could caress them again and it still Kissed by the sun, But now they are withered, cold But tonight i look up and continue to count
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Walking between the ruins i don't have The courage to look behind. fear follows me like a shadow Walk toward west, By now nobody knows why nobody remember when It has begun, only children full of hate Save the morning from the madness Take it s the hand don't let he takes Wash the dirty hands from the blood Please save the morning Before the sea freezes / before the earth burns Before the snow covers it all Before the darkness swallow light Before the scars mark the soul Before the fire goes off / before the cries rise to the sky Before the water stops flowing / before the wind stops blowing Before the hate erases the reason I fight with shadows / the past burn within It will burn eternally / memories covered with blood Save the morning form the hypocrisy Of the chains of the revenge Don't shout in front of dead
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026