Angels Fall First

"In the sheltering shade of the forest, calling calming silence. Accompanied only by the full moon, the howling of a night wolf. And the path under my bare feet, the elvenpath!" Hearing music from the deepest forest. Songs as a seduction of sirens, the elf-folk is calling me. Tapio, Bear-king, ruler of the forest. Mielikki, Bluecloak, healer of the ill and sad. Open the gate and let me follow the uncarven path. The way to the lands, where as a hero I stand. The path where Beauty met the Beast. Elvenpath! It's the honesty of these worlds, ruled by magic and mighty swords. That makes my soul, long for the past. Elvenpath! The moonwitch took me to a ride on a broomstick. Introduced me to her old friend, home gnome. Told me to keep the sauna warm for him! At the grove I met the rest, the folk of my fantasies. Bilbo, Sparhawk, goblins and pixies. Snowman, Willow, trolls and the seven dwarves. The path goes forever on. The way to the lands, where as a hero I stand. The path where Beauty met the Beast. Elvenpath! It's the honesty of these worlds, ruled by magic and mighty swords. That makes my soul, long for the past. Elvenpath! "Long ago, In the early years of the second age, great elven smiths forged rings of power." As I return to my room, and as sleep takes me by my hand. Madrigals from the woods, carry me to neverland. In this spellbound night, the world's an elvish sight. In this spellbound night, the world's an elvish sight. "But then, the Dark Lord learned the craft of ring making, and made the master ring!"

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

Beast: Remember the first dance we shared, recall the night you melted my ugliness away. The night you left with a kiss so kind, only a scent of beauty left behind. Beauty: Ah dear friend, I remember the night, the moon and the dreams we shared. Your trembling paw in my hand, dreaming of that northern land. Touching me with a kiss of a beast! Beast: I know my dreams are made of you, of you and only for you. Your ocean pulls me under, your voice tears me asunder. Love me before the last petal falls. Beauty: As a world without a glance of the ocean's fair expanse. Such the world would be, if no love did flow in thee. But as my heart is occupied, your love for me now has to die. Forgive me, I need more than you can offer me. Beast: Didn't you read the tale, where happily ever after was to kiss a frog? Don't you know this tale in which all I ever wanted, I'll never have, for who could ever learn to love a beast? Beauty: However cold the wind and rain, I'll be there to ease all your pain. However cruel the mirrors of sin, remember beauty is found within. Beast: Forever shall the wolf in me desire the sheep in you.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025

A nocturnal concerto, candlelight whispers me where to go. Hymn of gathering stars as my guide, as I wander on this path of the night. Embroidery of the stars, undress my feelings for this earth. Send me your salva to heal my scars and let this nakedness be my birth. Macrocosm poured its powers on me and the hopes of this world I now must leave. The nightwish I sent you centuries ago Has been heard by those who dwelled in woe. The distance of our bridal bed await for me to be dead. Dust of the galaxies take my hand, lead me to my beloved's land. Departed by the guillotine of death, I received a letter from the depth. The dream of my lover it carried inside. Caressed by the sharpest knife, I asked you to be my wife. Rays of the setting sun Were my tears wept upon promises undone. Come to me, make me believe to you and your love again. Above the universe, beneath the great eye, I shall desire you forevermore.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 24, 2025

"The scent of a woman was not mine..." Welcome home, darling. Did you miss me, wish to dwell in dear love? Touch my milklike skin, feel the ocean, lick my deepest, hear the starry choir. Rip off this lace that keeps me imprisoned. But beware of the enchantment, for my eroticism is oblivion. Old love lies deep, you said. Deeper shall be the wound between your legs.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

What does the free fall feel like? Asks the boy with a spark in his eye. Know why the nightingale sings is the answer to everything. Taking a step to the world unbound, spinning my fantasies all around. Freed from the gravital leash, I swear the Heaven's in my reach. Dancing with the spirit of the air, in this ocean so open and fair. Making love to the Gods above on my maiden voyage so bold. Landing safely to the blue lagoon, don't know if this is the earth or the moon. Joy of living is no more a mask, the Eden I found will forever last. Migrating with the geese, my soul has finally found peace. Doesn't matter that man has no wings, as long as I hear the nightingale sing.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025

Kautta erämaajärven matkaa kulkuri yksinäinen. Näkee lammella joutsenparven vapauttaan itkevän. Kaipuu menneisyyteen kiirii ilmassa huutoina kotkien. Ikijärveltä turvatulta käy matka vuorten taa. ---- Translation: "Wilderness Lake" Via a wilderness lake travels a lonely wanderer. In a pond he sees a flock of swans, crying for their freedom. The longing for the past echoes through the air as screams of eagles. From the ever-lake so safe, the journey continues beyond the mountains.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

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Day possesses no key here, where moon sheds the cold twilight. This moment is eternity. Land of beauty, cold and cruel. Fjeld chants echoing, reflecting the melancholy. Trust the wind, trust the fires. Call for the hermit, the hermit of the night. Land of raven, land of bear. Land of eagle, and wolverine. Dismal are the mirrors of a wolf!

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

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