Novembrine Waltz

This dreary darkened sky In which I float benumbed Into my Enola-gay filled with ambitions failed And when it will collide with the towers of madness I'll fall off to the ground Hope will flow out from my wounds Some unfit dog shall spell a tear of grief Far at East, by the silky way The mirage of a forgotten town rescues me In storms religions lost and empty sanctuaries I let my body being slowly buried along other fools To the silence we belong, And the silence in this wilderness throve The Via Crucis across the Dead Sea Then caught in Samarkand bazaar dream No, don't search for me at North Where the nonsense of my frenzied notes lead As now I am the Czar In sleep I spread my veils As day is much too harsh to sail While dreams are bright and manifold

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Si inizia un nuovo viaggio di terra, aria, e mare e poi volare, sino a quasi il sole sfiorare (a new journey begins, by earth, air and sea and then flying 'till almost caressing the sun) Issa oh, oh Issa Issa oh, oh Issa Issa oh, oh Issa Issa oh, oh (Heaven ho!) Da padre a figlio Da padre a figlio Da padre al figlio del figlio (from father to son, from father to the son of the son) Feel the summer in this morning and it's thousands passions riding Riding us to farther seas and rising dreams of Everasia And the gold is there, just cross that bridge of clay, damn! Be brave and take that treasure where your father spent strength And I avoid the mire in which my legs has faltered The boots are laced, the eastwind leads you, dear old ship, way Everasia Alla fine delle righe, solo il tempo per capire che si muore e il tempo non si ferma mai Ma per te che sai gioire son bugie da ignorare vivi sempre non morire mai (In the end of the lines there's just the time to realize that we die as time never stops. These are nothing but lies to you, who bear joy Do never die, live forever) Oceanheart, non-forgotten soon will rise from its deepest self, it will rise to its primal splendour, it will rise back Atlantis, new knowledge new geometry, new astronomy, magic Religion of the science erecting its churches devoid of heavens It's fire, what we need is fire, for this world gone, fire, fire

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Dream the sweetest dreams Aqualunae dreams Come with me up the stairs of the rainbow at the horizon Made of drops of dawn Don't worry, I'm just the guardian of your playground When the day has gone down But I'm closing down on me, closing down on me I'm wondering who's my guide towards the horizon Will I ever know? 'Cause I ain't allowed to have dreams except for one Please be my only one And it seemed so long and shining bright Stasera piovon gocce d'acqua di luna Ed io arroccato quassù come Pierrot... (tonight moonwater drops are falling as I'm sheltered up here just like Pierrot) Farewell oh my dear moon, goodbye You gave me shelter when dogs howled The time has come, my task is now done Keep shining forever! A sweet tune accompanies my last bits of life Lulling my passing away Dream the sweetest dreams Aqualunae dreams Take my hand and dream Aqualunae dreams

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

This is now, since and then And this is where we unendingly forever stand And then I saw your smile, the origin of the Sun which cracks the stone of which we gods are made Now that I saw your smile I'd step out from this stump This is where we unendingly forever stand E' come impazzire in un mare dorato (it feels like going crazy in a golden sea) Running from light Dive in the wonders of twilight like children of dusk on the run from the day Do u remember the expanse of desks and the smell of the first days? tears dense and in plenty, while far behind, the world punished u against the wall. for nothing but just being Now, that after all this years I'm no longer sure if u had really existed, or if I just invented you Tell me what's left to trust I face that place again But this time in depth of the self and I'm weaker without your sad smile, the same as mine Sometimes the sight of the town through the rain fills the pit of a failure of life When the sight of the town through the rain fills the pit of a life that has failed This is now, since and then And this is where we unendingly forever stand

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

I still dream of Orgonon. I wake up crying. You're making rain, And you're just in reach, When you and sleep escape me. You're like my yo-yo That glowed in the dark. What made it special Made it dangerous, So I bury it And forget. But every time it rains, You're here in my head, Like the sun coming out-- Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen. And I don't know when, But just saying it could even make it happen. On top of the world, Looking over the edge, You could see them coming. You looked too small In their big, black car, To be a threat to the men in power. I hid my yo-yo In the garden. I can't hide you From the government. Oh, God, Daddy-- I won't forget, 'Cause every time it rains, You're here in my head, Like the sun coming out-- Ooh, I just know that something good is going to happen. And I don't know when, But just saying it could even make it happen. The sun's coming out. Your son's coming out

Submitted by The Void — Nov 09, 2025

Lost in the storming of the snow Someone warms up his own beloved A feeble flower of the North No one can hear their sos But could someone ever care less, of those two flowers grown in frozen grass? She was brighter than a star He loved to watch the rain And just like a trick of life they departed in winter Two frozen hearts sleep in the dust bonded by time in tears and rust in the darkest hall of winter lust No one could hear their sos and no-one could ever care less, about two creatures laid to rest

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Come on, rag-doll ballerina Return in your theatre made of tin Do not forget one day you'll fly The doors of the theatre open wide The wind shakes your beautiful hair in this morning in Paris I try to get closer to you with tears in the eyes And then a myriad glints of rain in this old picture of your smile Look at that seagull in the sky, it's my Valentine

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 06, 2026

Enigma Carnival Dancers in the black Venezia dismal land Countess dour, faceless in her mask A duel of silhouettes tonight A rondo rapture breaks the lights As the gondola sails high by the wake of milky way A romantic tune we cry in a misty and faded day As the music leads our eyes it echoes in cathedrals grey When December leaves us dry then the belfry's stuck again When the magic rain of this merry confetti dance is nothing but our icy tears from beyond our skyclad masks skyclad masks, or starclad, infinite-clad A venetian old men sighs reeling to the canal bench when the season tide is nigh Then December leaves fall dry upon this melancholic place Some romantic tune we cry

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Through the paintings and the white busts in the corridor to the fountain from a century I try to find you, I try The veil, the veil of the night descends heavy upon our school Where the music found shelter from the havoc of the plebeians thirst And I wonder why birds are silent now and our tools of notes worn as your love A young boy takes a violin and puts all his dreams in it and turns towards the dusky skyline, smiling Smiling, as yet he ignores the minstrels fate to need for a love vast as sky impossible to find Or maybe he'll find flowers on which you'll share some joy the kind of those greeting the end

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025