Portraits
This track is instrumental.
On the vastness enthroning the ancient mounts, Becoming waves, becoming voices in the autumn shore, Staining the elements. Summon the everlasting tongue; Consecrated nature at the arrival of the no-light season. Unfailing traces sing upon the mourning fields, Under the gait from the stunned gaze of the blurry light, Through the smell of sorrow season that flows no end. Starless night brings the voice to the quiet plains... Unswerving... Mighty mist unveils delighting... Coronation of the high peaks never reached before, Crimson waves crossing among the frozen eternal eyes, Spirits dancing under the stare of the ancient ones, Conceived cold committed in the rainfall spell of dormant dusk. On the mesmerizing nightfall, Brings the thousand tongues of breeze and longing frost. Brings the eternal fog... Summon the spectral winds unseen, Flow from the end to the end, until the light arise Aeons of twilight will never see her fall Until lifetime decides her rebirth within the wood’s womb On the mesmerizing nightfall Becoming waves, becoming voices in the autumn shore. On the vastness enthroning the most ancient mounts.
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
Mist comes as fire!! So pure as fire. It crawls so down and deep, Hit with desire. Mist comes as fire! Bloodstreams fall white, The essence waves within, Within your empire. Mist talks in silence, Spreading her thick poison, Beloved once, Trapped in epiphanic eyes. So pure as fire, So pure as fire... Heady smoke covering the eternal vastness, Submerge the voice into the slumber portal. Ethereal darkness in communion with manifold despair. Dismayed elements look for the light they can't reach. Upheaval throne spreading the word of nightfall kingdom, Blessing the night in its purest form of chaos. Stellar flickering, majestic unknowledge of stridency, Performs their song in a swarm of light and brume. Wolves are praising that the sun shines no longer, Merged in one in immortal twilight. Mist comes as fire... Mist comes as fire! Bloodstreams fall white, The essence waves within, Within your empire. So pure as fire Mist talks in silence, spreading her thick poison, Beloved once, Trapped in epiphanic eyes. Submerge the voice into the slumber portal, Performs their song in a swarm of light, In a swam of light and brume.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
Hear in silence. As deep as ice, Mist anthems of nature's grief. Tangible epitaph, Path of confusion twisting dwelling memories, From the ancient eyes. But now it bleeds, And the roads away. Among the threnody, As twilight falls. Above the autumn moon, The immortal voices. Beyond the cosmic glow, Remember the crimson crystal of the land. The endless howls, Everlasting essence before the gloom. Devours the sun Behind the mount's crest. Not enough the cold's caress Emerge in shades And walk away... Mother, the wolves are crying Mother, your wolves are crying
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025
Sternness. On moving leaves, Spreading the white tongue, Mist dancing above while blood streams down. Scarlet and divine, Of haunted sun, Envious poem of dusk and rise... Raise the womb as throne... So high... Green motherland, in death divine, Banish the shell becoming past, Raise the womb as throne so high. Green motherland, in death divine, Banish the shell becoming past, Raise the womb as throne so high. And cross the spine... And cross the spine beyond the lands... ...beyond the lands Turns me into past...
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 25, 2025
Burned drawing... Strongest reddish torture, Wound upon wound, In sickness soil, Forlorn the horizon. Extinguish The rotten plague. Deliverance. Above the vault, Scorching vastness, Let us incarnate We don't deserve. Be strong enthroned, Raise your realm, Consumed mankind. We don't deserve. Deliverance. Deliverance.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
Oh, Mother, Be brave. May the sores purify the gait of the blind, Tormented divine. Oh, Sorrow, ascend in green, Make it shine beyond the eyes can't reach, Enlightened at night. Oh, Essence, nourish the land, May your tears flood the cracks, Unbounded from the past. Reborn from the womb... Shall stand... your bloodline ever, unfold the seeds in fire begotten. Shall stand... your bloodline ever, unfold the seeds in fire conceived. Embers don't pray in death. Don't pray in death. In death... Reborn... from the womb...
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
Embrace the bitterness veil, Under the falling delight; Silent, even with contempt, beholds As one becoming pain, over pain, over pain. Delusional vessel reaches still. As venom scattered, as mist, Unfinished distress holds still. As if the seed were bleeding endlessly, Wrecking the inert flesh, martyring scars overcome. As if the words of remembrance still didn't lie enough, Crimson tones hitting the batter of despair. As if the whispers carved the withered filth of being. When the nails tear the crystalline echo. As if the spectral cries were crushing upon the gloom. And groan... Forms, under the spill where it lays, And grows, under the spill where it lays, And creates, under the spill where it lays, Descending...
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 25, 2025
Feel the bleak cold, As dying springtime. Touch her soulside, Melting deep within. Closing the eyelids, The blaze burns mighty, Facing the slumber From the weak nightfall. Becoming one with the oceans. Elements around the goddess, Proclaiming the arrival of her realm Of silence. And summon the nightwings forevermore. Until the sun embraces her again, As long as the spell remains, Until the eyes never see again. Circles... Of haunted moon, Of faded sun, And songs delivering the stellar shine. Behold the eternal scars, Ablazing in the eyes, Will go, fall, fall, But we will be in his rise.
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025