Luea

Far in the mountains and far from the folks, the cry of a newborn broke (the) usual calm a woman, fate, in dark clothes crossed the dooooorsill the unknown magic and old wisdom brought a prophecy Born on a day when flowers wake up from their sleep, So beautiful and virginal as daisy she will be Words which bring proudness, and ignoring the fear might end up in sadness, only undying tears Like a spirit and my charm, Am I the chosen one to (to enter) dominion The black look of my lord broke my dreams raped my soul Hear the prophecy, crystal clear, compelling Words which caused the laugh and tempted destiny, evoked the curse and called the dark day dream In the light of the moon, and dark shades of wood, escaping from evil and vengeance of doom The black raven croaks, and blood gets cold in veins of the guards, insanity storm Black raven croaks, blood becomes cold Mad lord runs crazy, spreading terror, flagellating, evil around grumbling on his man he did not share his maid, trust in failure primae noctis is my law and those who'll break it will regret it I'll hunt them, find them, slash them, rape her, kill before sentencing them As his dogs and horses, men and army, the dead bodies ruined their dream Foreseen blood and sadness, mourning hopeless, calling never ending tears calling never ending tears

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Days were quiet, nights were long, before the witch queen held the throne Gathered clouds above the princedom not Perun's anger but threat of evil Pain, is what you will feel when all of you will kneel in front of our darkest princess her might, is what you will fear, when your eyes will see, how she turns men into ravens Da-ark days came upon the land women, children, and all the men will be enslaved to build her castle of salt stones and the endless glare Walls are glowing, if day or night, if sunlight or the bright moon shines The world did not see such a castle strolling singers singing serenades Under a veil in the morning breeze under a lee of frosted trees a fairy gives him a sword, belt of braveness and flower of cleverness With a deep love in his heart to a maid turned into a black cat the fountain with water of life will scat the darkest spells The son of the salty kingdom his army meets the spells blood and thunder, flying witches the castle melts in rain Pain, is what you will not feel and none of you will kneel in front of self-created goddess her might, is not what you will fear, it will be only tales, when she turned men into ravens

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Deep in the mountains they say a recluse lives He's not a monastic with prayers outspoken Instead of the cross instead of a prayer desk only a timber board and two books to use them Not a dream nor a man unreal to saddle a dragon From one book he reads words in one he captures thoughts and embeds his powers (even) defeasive by others Mighty's the warlock the fear of the dragons the only one who knows (how) to turn them to a horse Not a dream nor a man unreal to ride on the dragon Utekajme vsetci cernoknazik leti v ohnivom oblaku sediaci na draku beda tomu lesu kde ho kridla nesu beda tomu mestu kadial vezme cestu Flames are slashing from the sky black wings are forcing storm to dance breaking trees in small pieces hurricane and wind releases Dragon flying above wide land fields and meadows burning black Humans hiding in villages smell of fire, help religion I call you, come out step out from your cave and face my spells, meet sunlight you'll be led by my dark enchantment Hear my words in your dream you'll be my horse which seeds the fear In your flames many will die ahead of me meekness will rise again

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

He was a lonely soul who wandered through the woods prince of melancholy, and his dreamful thoughts, the innocent love in his mind, an empty hole in his pensive heart The forest cheered the man with open arms, with shining stars in bright nights he sat under a giant oak, and dreamed about an unknown love When the trees pray an orison, his sight ended beyond the horizon, a storm interposed his thoughts the rain opened the gate to another world A small cabin, what does it hide, is it the dream, or is it real, looks into her eyes so deep, and felt in love with no way out I feel the air, I feel no pain in death's embrace, dole in my face I greet the end the doom did not allow us both to stay in... ... love we walked alone our hearts innocent thoughts I stay your eternal flame lost the wings of hope Now I see you in the light of chamber on a high cliff and I surrender one step into the darkness inhumes our tale I feel you in my dreams your open mouth without kiss Your body, turned to stone, grim as the pain you've gone through

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Twelve sons in the kingdom and a dark curse to remember alone over years against mother's face Hey hey brothers, in abandoned castle, damn your sister you never saw to be the one who cursed your lives to be the reason of your trail Twelve chairs around the table, and soup, plates, golden chamber I fear what will come when they'll return Hey hey brothers, in abandoned castle, I'm your sister you never heard and not the one who cursed your lives and not the reason of your trail Wood so dark, only trees around 13 years same day has come Lost in time with no way out until the curse falls down Man, who sits in dark, who cursed the king, our father's destiny Cut his head, to break the curse and release this desert place .. place was the home of a folk, with careless life and fortune, blue sky, shining sun, rivers flowing, birds singing before the sky became clouded forever and all that turned to dust that wind has spread across the land and all that was gone

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Who's that maid, so innocent, between dark walls the beauty dwells Whose heart's cold acts so highbrow so vainglorious spitting upon From far I came to see your face if that's so real (as) the gossip says observe you there through small alcove my heart does say words did not lie Contempt for feelings has doomed you to sentence no prince, nor king, but sorner becomes your bridegroom Whom do these montains belong? The king you refused, whose love you ruined For whom do these meadows grow? For the king with beard, you had laugh of Hills or valleys, grasslands, gardens, air you breath, mighty king owns them Laid all to your feet, so his heart Forgive my king, forgive my contempt

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Escaping from the disturbance that has mixed into my blood Enquiring after something Do not know which way to turn The flame, that dwells, the eyes don't see but heat that is felt Once I saw you in the river, my heart blazed up with love, a tragic journey started and a mournful doom to come Beware, who dares, to enter my castle, a dark curse awaits Calling my fate with magic and spells, from humans only a cold stone'll remain One way down, one way of out, there's a place we all can hide, your heart has called to prove your love on a way with no return. One way down, one way out at the end they all must die, your heart has called to prove your love on a way with no return. The curse has come for us, our young innocent love stays in our grave and will last forever Forgotten in the ruins small flower on a stone a tale full of sorrow, we'll remember

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?