Necrophobic
Single • 2024
In triumph she rises, queen among stars With arrogance lingers up high As damnation nears, the glory becomes A death ship as it sails across the sky In agony blinded by darkness around Her last shimmering shine Fades as she’s robbed of her royal gown And her beauty is no more divine The Fallen The bright Below the stars collide Divine There’ll be no more shine As darkness opens wide No star upon the sky The fallen bright disrobed of all light And bereaved of immortal pride All gates now locked by chains of the night And darkness engulfs the bride The sky above is rended by fear As death has shadowed all hope The star once bright now dark unlight Caught with a treacherous rope Abandon earth Descend into the underworld Phantoms and flies For the corpse of a queen On the other side From dust, grime and dirt Let rise again what is bound to be dead The damned stripped of her pride Return through the gates now open wide Abandon earth Descend into the underworld Phantoms and flies For the corpse of a queen On the other side From dust, grime and dirt Let rise again what is bound to be dead The damned stripped of her pride Return once again Burn once again The gates are open wide
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 10, 2025
Washed ashore by the tide A lone wolf bold and wise Through the haze of the fall Hunger in his eyes Wounded beast numb by fear Let the hatred win From the skies a promise bleak Carried by the wind In the deep, in the dark Wisdom clear and pure From the skies, from the fire The wings he adores Beast and bird now as one Omniscient eye above Strike with wrath, strike with fear Strike with winged claws Where did you go? Swallowed like the one What did you see? Brighter than the sun Stormcrow Stormcrow Through the wind dream of fire Stormcrow Stormcrow On your wings reaching higher Stormcrow Stormcrow Let your words fuel the fire Stormcrow Stormcrow On your wings no one higher And so they grow, so they rise The hateful and the wise Day by day, night by night With fire in their eyes And when the beasts’ wounds are healed And the night is closing in They set afire tumbleweed to light up what is dim So, tell me where did you see the light? Wind or water the storm is never calm Did you find your peace when the truthful ones arrived Or do you save it for tomorrow When your new dawn will rise
Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 10, 2025
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