A Journey’s End

Her scent comes to me As the night breathes Her countenance grave A waxed pallor, that lays every tomb open to the sky So she sees and ever watches The stars revolve and dance for her A velvet dream of crimson revolt The rites of all... deliver her kiss to me I ascend... erotic misery We are blood to the bloodless We are honour to the honourless and We are gods to the godless The cruel day hurts my eyes... it is night I ever long for If sorrows sweet gifts have offered me thus I am all that has been and cannot refuse As her smile has ushered in the night So many countless times before I hear a foot on the stair... I turn and she is there. With all the gifts of the grave to offer me How can I refuse A graven idol such as thee

Submitted by NecroGod — Nov 08, 2025

[Written originally by ancient Irish pagan poet Amergin Glangel] I am the wind that breathes on the sea I am the wave, wave on the ocean I am the ray, the eye of the sun I am a tomb, cold in darkness I am star, the tear of the sun I am a wonder, a wonder in flower I am the spear as it cries out for blood The word of great power I am the depths of a great pool I am the song of the blackbird Who but I can cast light upon the meeting of the mountains? Who but I will cry aloud the changes in the moon? Who but I can find the place where hides away the sun? AiliIath Nerenn From the breeze on the mountain to the lake of deep blue From the waterfall down to the sea Never changing or ending on the voice of the wind Sing the dark song of Erenn to me...

Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 08, 2025

And so it seems I am unbound in my misery Drunk in my sobriety ...and twisted animosiety The private moments of man Are rarely ever seen Yet, autumn gathers me up And sheds me in her leaves Falling takes forever From the grace of man I fell so far No one ever saw How far I fell From the grace of man She is dressed in golden brown for me Sheds her leaves like a second skin There is fire, in your eyes tonight No brighter sun, no darker moon Sister Morrigu This way comes And so it seems it is Another passionate night Another hopeless fight And another battle that I've lost

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Feb 06, 2026

Shafts of morning dew, fade to dusk Fires in the distance, make shadows dance Under this Blood Red Sky, a million martyrs died And beneath the moon.. We shall Arise... Some things are best left in dreams For reality, can be a cruel mistress Are your lessons learnt...? Chapters close, veins collapse A passage ends A rite is earned... Their Blood hath quenched the land Their spirit has set the stone And forever the Pagan lands shall cry With a heart so heavy... ...and limbs so weary Let no man for his sins atone our days of Glory have gone...

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Feb 06, 2026

And so the rain kept on falling Still a solitary mourner stands Beneath the sorrowed eaves Among the rotting autumn leaves And watches over you All the flowers laid Have long since bowed their heads And all the wailing women No longer cast their cries And all who once wore black Have returned to their lives Yet the mourner has not Forgotten And will stand that way forever If I am the mourner Who shall know my name? Who shall ever know my pain? A solitary mourner stands to watch over you...

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 08, 2025

A moment of clarity It spoke to me in tongues It spoke to me of ruin Of destitution, and of pain Where night, it never ever Seems to come To ease the misery of the day Degenerate whores Expose their stinking wares to a foul race of man... whores for all..., in time Death soon shall bind These soul less froms of men To the dead of their kind To live all their lives again They would die in the very Same way... Clinging to a profane hope that A place beyond the grave May repay their suffering And their pain In a way that no whore could ever ease The misery of the day...

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 08, 2025

No lyrics have been submitted for this track yet.