Misty Breath of Ancient Forests
Scream your lungs out Inside your mind It has better to be unheard Cry your heart out Down in your basement It has better to be unseen Say what you would In front of your mirror You better point your words to no one ... And you hate to be you... Of course, you can say what you will Shout and scream and cry To anyone and all But then... You have to stand for it You have to take responsibility ... And you will not... Isn't it great to be you?
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Frightened little creatures Looking up to the sky Seemingly brave Bending down to the ground Seemingly humble Arrogant little creatures Your ritual gestures A puppet's move Your ceremonial whisper A ventriloquist's words Despicable little creatures Live by the lie Die by the lie Longing for salvation, You cannot reach and don't deserve Feeble little creatures Ascension is your worry Your fall I enjoy Your blindness is your bliss But it's not eternal as you wish
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
If I had to cross the highest mountains Pass the steep cliffs Endure the blizzards The icy winds, the loneliness If I had to travel through the roughest seas Over the rogue waves Fight the storms The raging winds, the loneliness If I had to traverse the driest deserts Go across the arid plains Tolerate the scorching sun The scalding winds, the loneliness If I had to pass through the ghastliest battlefield Among bloodshed and kill Last through the slaughter The bloody winds, the loneliness I would most certainly do it, Just to reach you
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Life seems short... for all Life is short... for all Ice white, winter white Freezing wind, barren land A glorious land should be A glory that time swept away Now time is the enemy No time for all Balance our time, by stopping yours And time might give life now Ice white, winter white Freezing wind, barren land Life seems grand for some Life was grand, for those who gloriously died
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
You can't pass me You can't even reach me You are left behind And I'm still in pursuit I'm left behind In this hellish ride As if time has stopped As if there was ever, A significance in time I'm still in the lead Still, as a second best You can't even reach me And I'm still left behind In this hellish ride You should know your place I'm still claiming mine Your place is behind me And I didn't even want that You can't pass me Although I'm left behind In this hellish ride We are at different tracks But still in line I lead you as second best I'm left behind In this hellish ride
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
If I had to cross the highest mountains Pass the steep cliffs Endure the blizzards The icy winds, the loneliness If I had to travel through the roughest seas Over the rogue waves Fight the storms The raging winds, the loneliness If I had to traverse the driest deserts Go across the arid plains Tolerate the scorching sun The scalding winds, the loneliness If I had to pass through the ghastliest battlefield Among bloodshed and kill Last through the slaughter The bloody winds, the loneliness I would most certainly do it, Just to reach you
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
Eyes wide open, empty mirrors Staring at a non-existent sky Colourless eyes Mouth wide open, bottomless chasm Screaming a silent cry A mute mouth Scrawny hands, skeleton spiders Ditching day, touching night Crooked hands Which abyss meet your empty gaze? Which words can't reach the surface? What is that you want to grasp? And I pull out the name tag Ending the chapter Closing the book
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026