Orchid

Well she made me sit down with the doctor To try to make sense of my mind She never knew all the sense that the doctor would find So I cried as I finally left her And married a Dutch woman’s child Try as I might couldn’t live with the ways of the wild Got myself an Eastern woman Fires burning deep inside Got myself an Eastern woman’s eye So I read the Armenian’s letter Said she came close to the end I headed south never knowing what was to begin And I know that I never can leave her She found her way to my soul Handed my heart to that girl of the night at the door Got myself an Eastern woman Fires burning deep inside Got myself an Eastern woman’s eye

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 09, 2026

I fall through space and time Motion I cannot slow Astral projection through worlds that I have not known Facing my true self at last I’m locked in my mind Drowning in visions released in circular time My eyes wide open, for the first time The light is falling through the trees The faces smile at me, colors surround I am the Cosmonaut of Three Three is the number who have chosen this night To step through the doorway Embracing portals of sight We cannot know where this strange journey will end Ingesting cybin our bodies slowly transcend My eyes wide open, for the first time The light is falling through the trees The faces smile at me, colors surround I am the Cosmonaut of Three Twisting and turning Night turns to day Facing my true self once again I am the jury Judgment to hang Riding the darkness to the end My eyes wide open, for the first time The light is falling through the trees The faces smile at me, colors surround I am the Cosmonaut of Three Cosmonaut of Three

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 09, 2026

Well you talk to me in circles while you’re hanging from your strings So blinded by the poison of your lies Slide in through the back door They led you by the hand We never seemed to see it in your eyes And all the love you’ve lost, the dreams you cost a thousand lives Won’t even start to slow our fall, not this time And all the blood we spill, our sons who’ve died ten thousand times Won’t see the eyes behind the wall The eyes behind the wall Don’t wanna see the eyes behind the wall The eyes behind the wall Told you from the first time you even tried to crawl That you were born to save us from ourselves White sheets and red crosses Broken skulls and bones They chose you to deliver us from Hell And all the love you’ve lost, the dreams you cost a thousand lives Won’t even start to slow our fall, not this time And all the blood we spill, our sons who’ve died ten thousand times Won’t see the eyes behind the wall The eyes behind the wall Don’t wanna see the eyes behind the wall The eyes behind the wall Please Mr. Nightmare Won’t you take it all away? Please Mr. Nightmare Won’t you take it all away? Eyes behind the wall Eyes behind the wall Eyes behind the wall Eyes behind the wall Please Mr. Nightmare Won’t you take it all away? Please Mr. Nightmare Won’t you take it all away? Eyes behind the wall Eyes behind the wall Eyes behind the wall Eyes behind the wall

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 09, 2026

Dark ships move onto the shore Through the devil’s doorway Pale men set upon this land No mercy in their veins Poison seeps unto the earth Like some rain of hate Call him man of god Call him the son of misery Call him lies and murder Call him the son of misery

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 09, 2026

Eagles of destruction they are rising Father can you hear your sons are dying? Screaming faces make no sound Safely seen from off the ground Fires in the crescent moon keep burning And they ain’t gonna listen Until no one makes a sound Iron tigers rolling through the darkness Crushing hopes and dreams under their cold, relentless wheels Screaming faces make no sound Safely seen from off the ground Fires in the crescent moon keep burning And they ain’t gonna listen Until no one makes a sound No one makes a sound! TV eye is always watching Tells us what to feel Another world their little lives seem anything but real TV man says, it’s okay, don’t worry ‘bout a thing TV eye is always watching You don’t have to think And they ain’t gonna listen Until no one makes a sound

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Feb 09, 2026