Urn

Where the white doves fall as hammers And the wilted horses dream of lions To the crashing shores, hooves through bloodied tears …Rising red rosarium Blossoming choirs Beatitudes…of the endless end Where white doves fall… White doves fall as hammers And the wilted horses dream of lions …Of the drapery, moth grey veils Where the black winds rage… This is our end design The war on all life Of our mindless vessels Death we breathe Life’s demise, mechanized end design Far beyond our humanity Our end design To be erased from all time - Through the shadow of the valley of death - …We bathe in blood The saturnine spheres of fluttering wings Dusted wombs Upon the ebbing auras they feed Drawn to life Burning moths we’ve set free Illuminate the way Across killing fields, once golden What have we done? What have we done? One last time, upon the threshold In our hands vultures wheel As time swings the great pendulum Dawn of the industrial dirge Where pilgrims sing our fate No more chances…are we too late? Exiled voices All of the one tongue Words of extinction, chorus of truth Life’s demise, mechanized end design Far beyond our humanity Our end design To be erased from all time - Through the shadow of the valley of death - …The same blood

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

All veiled by sunlight A murder for evenfall Where a new dawn resides Veiled by sunlight All veiled by sunlight Of gilded silhouettes… Where long shadows rise As winds whisper, o’ harbinger, lamenting twilight All drowned within, cold stars ignite… The world closed its eyes …Of Lorelei Dead dreams rising Lost to a frayed dimension And what lies beneath The labyrinth within the sea …The black skies of twenty thousand leagues Keelhauled and crippled Tangled in misery An abyss of dying dreams Cascading delirium Mirrored waters Through oceans celestial Time steals nostalgia For only the pain is real …Of Lorelei Dead dreams rising Lost to a frayed dimension And what lies beneath The labyrinth within the sea …The black skies of twenty thousand leagues Lorelei, memories in full sail, now cast away Bathed in funereal starfall This night, we drag the waters The world opens its eyes Where tides chase the dawn beyond All veiled by sunlight A new day to enslave our heartache They are our shades and whispers …Sun-gilded silhouettes Grief, a keepsake

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025