Dark Medieval Times
In the devoid of sorrow The air and my heart full of luster Behind the mountains Blasphemy to the gates Right passed easy yalk We can once again walk the path of sorrow Let the turn of search bring you away Ahhhhh! Two shades of the midnight fire In the night sky You waiting child walk with me Walk by side of fall The essence to open those gates And still we must walk the path of sorrow
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026
The secret Lights in the Sky Vision All one It seems The Blades are sharpened They will all learn Yes, Destroy your Dream Your Desert of Dreams It's undeserved For Dark Medieval Times Here, upon the Hill You all find Wisdom Waiting for a lot of Endless screaming Ending Desert of Dreams Eternity in your Dreams Here you are Dark Medieval Times
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026
Stupid Dam it! Risken vinner Jiggy Rober??? Sorte greiner Et smittet tre...taarer! Lever forgjeves! Og alle taarer i spill Jeg sa traske skogen,aaahhh moorke dalen Laver ned i natten Dette jeg var Himmelen... Himmel sekretaeren...over avstanden Roaaar!!!!!!! Draker ned i nakent saar Ut av ens egen,drakne taarer Ja nettopp...Ja Moorke! Hvorfor kjarlighet? Er alt... Hvor var dere? Er alt sorg? Hvor var du? Er alt liv moorkt? Hvor var du? Er alt doodt?! For det vi viste,for aa hindre krigen For moorke i natten...for moorke i natten Levnde er jeg!!! For en smittefull dood
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026
Vi er vikinger av det kalde vinter Land en trone av svarte sjeler
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026
As I walk With a Spirit Into the binding Forest In Fog and Darkness I walk I disappear Into the mighty Forest It's beyond the sweet And tainted Landscapes The Shadow walking Your Sanctity Soughts the Story Of Generations Wah!
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026
Dark Forest Trees over the Funeral All day the Army ride They moved in deeper So Dark that they weren't even... Too lead us passed this wicked Dense I can fell the Presence of the Shadowthrone in the deepest Dark When cold Winds Freeze When Night came and dark Fog came over me Let that Horde come to me As they walk right by When all the Death is near I wander eternally Invincible Fog is near We walk the Fields of War The Cloak of the Moon it can slip all them through And the Flame is the Wrath of his Sword
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026
Langt inn skogen Bak en foss og traer Går en sti Inn I skogens traer I taake og lys Igjennom krigen svart Foort I taakens sky Den uavhengige Gaar en trapp Av frykt og begjaer Og frykt av et spill Taakeslottet, alt for en Endrer alt Gaar en sti borti daer Der mørke trekker Borgertoget staar i forvirring Er en lidenskap av et kall Et kall for ridderene Inni det ta det tilbake Den som var en aand
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026