Twilight of the Idols

Hard bony limbs covered in leathered skin Behind his eyes with the rage of ten warped men Without a sound he steals right through the night The sign of death to him brings grim delight Those marked for death can feel him coming near Some stand in fight and some just cry in fear On a horse black, the dark lord takes to flight But no one forgets the Highlander rode tonight Cant you hear his call The Mightiest will fall He will control your destiny Many mortal screams out of agony The Highlander has come for me There's no white spell to best this Earth Pig born Against his kind an eternal oath was sworn All kinds of men will fall beneath his blade Women and children, the choice it has been made You see him fighting across the field Some stand and fight and some just cry in fear On a horse black, the dark lord takes to flight But no one forgets the Highlander rode tonight

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

Silent as we wait for sundown Laying in the seeds of glory Softly under water screaming Waking up my eyes are bleeding Father haunts me with his warning Chorus in the fields of morning Fortress of the dawn in fading Through the trees I feel him wait for me Thoughts fly free but my minds not there In the chorus of another world The forest of another world My head is in another world And slowly it haunts you The chorus of another world The forest of another world My head is in another world And slowly it takes you away Time to rise from the dream As the energy seems to scream all around Timeless vale shields the ground But the rise of his coming fire knows no bounds Can't you feel him rising Chorus sings so strong Summoning for baptizing Spring temples shake the sky and the ground When the energy that you've found knows no bounds I was cast from heaven Rather be free in hell Rising up from spring temples Soon I'll rule earth as well, in your dreams As the energy seems to scream all around

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

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And the bodies of the Sesair spread across the barren plains And my heart did rise to celebrate as I pulled upon the reigns Then I heard the sound of flutes and drums through the Twisted tangled trees So I drove the deer-skin chariot and the thickets covered me chorus: Where is the road to lead me home? For my eyes and arms are weary and I wear a crown of thorns When will I claim my rightful crown? For the forest sky is bleary and my horses hooves are ground So we rode into the clearing as the moon rose full and bright And before us stood a statue made of branches bound up tight All around it danced the witches of the Horned One in a rage Setting fire to the rogues imprisoned in the bracken cage chorus: Who will come to set the prisoners free For their fate look dark and dreary and they're infidels like me Then a flash came and the clearing opened up my eyes Painted shaman and his acolytes rode in and gave the sign Highest Drunelord of the Horned One shed his antlers and his skin With a waving of his arms I joined the rogues to burn within chorus: Soon I will break us out of this cage Or the fire will consume us, we'll be back and in a rage

The Sesair dogs of Tir-nan-og have stalked me to enslave And rampant in the hybrid hills amidst the cattle raid The Ulstermen will kneel before the heathen path I've paved And bards of mighty Conchobar will offer me to Maeve Through Sourlands in bloody bands across the north they go Brave Conner Mac his tribes are painted blue from head to toe But all alone the infidel did match them blow for blow His body bent and hair in spikes came flailing to and fro The carnage lingered on, his body split from side to side The tendons tore his mighty chest and ripped his leathered hide Across his back ten Ulstermen were carried from the lake And soon there were ten sundered heads each thrust upon a stake The battle-rage had gripped him as he squirmed inside his skin One eye had popped out of his head the other sucked back in Soon pieces of Brave Conner Mac and friends adorned the ground It took three tubs of ice to cool his burning body down Setanta of the sesair was the chosen king by birth The power he possesses is a gift from mother earth Through chronicles of time he'll rise again and spread his fame And future incarnations will arise to bear his name The Sourlands are bitter and the northern tribes are free In Tir-nan-og a new abandoned kingdom waits for me The message of the fallen king is swift across the land To Ulster where a widowed Queen prepares to take my hand

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

The hills are green, the plains are white The fires aflame we attack tonight The horses chains and ties are broke The underbrush goes up in smoke The dark Drune's eyes are filled with scorn The red moon's spawn earth pigs are born Home clan fires are burning bright The Lord Weird Slough Feg dies tonight Among the warriors a legion is born A hero-harness is never worn Gae-bolga's edge is bent with mirth Warped Weirdstone's power from Mother Earth

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Winds have warned the villagers In the silent smokes they breathe Shadows of their nemesis abounding in the trees Eyes enslaved and treacherous, Forgotten and forlorn South winds bind and blow us through The ravaged steppes they've torn Northern tribes have lost their lives and galleys rock the sea Pirates of the serpent head amassing to be free Wolves flanked in legions on the ground Carrying their noble to the ceremonies sound Enter the village on black steeds Though vagrant swamps amphibians we challenge in the reeds Swords cross in mud-caked huts around Lizard lords in battle dress alerted by their hounds Archers erupt behind the bogs Arrow sunken in my chest, my tribe has left me for the dogs The snow-it falls in silent suffocation sounds The avalanche has slowly packed my limbs into the ground I'm alive-but all my body's buried in the earth Trapped inside this ice-cocoon I'm waiting for re-birth A silent ritual between the weeds Unearthly steppes bind bloody steeds Vexed pythons shroud the sunburned dead Dreams in the ice coffin frolic in scattered massacre Each vein and vessel of the frozen network Slowly weaving the path to purgatory Woke up in the sicled canyon Bleach-white bounty hunters' land Frozen android cracks the ice and puts a blaster in my hands I have slept a thousand years beneath the glaciers of the earth Prism lords of these new ages sanctify and bless my birth Now a pawn in the Great Ice Wars Just a relic of the past Huskies run the bobsleds Burning victims of my fatal blast Mutant eyes of crystal warriors staring back at me so cold Fighting 'till the end of time they'll never stop my timeless soul

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Life in the dark age has you living in scorn Drinking beer in the kitchen out of a horn Evil vs. Medieval Curse to live this life the day you were born Trapped in a basement room for seven long years Molten metal will rise up out of the tears Mortal vs. Immortal 14,235 beers Months of empty silence stifle your screams Uninspired wretches living your dreams Anger vs. Headbanger Bound and gagged the mutants travel in teams Zombies live in fear of changing their dance Scared that life will break them out of their trance Human and all too human Lost all hope for this dull race to advance Wretches masses they won't see our demise From this dark age hibernation we'll rise Human is all too human In the end they'll cower hearing our cries

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

I try to hide from the condition of my mind Infernal trappings of their race Won't keep my organs in their place Bi-polar disorder For today I play the role of human being with a soul And though I try to make believe I find this body won't deceive Bi-polar disorder From the start I see the end Another world to transcend Since there's no riddle to be solved I find a reason to devolve Bi-polar disorder

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Originally performed by Legend on album Fröm the Fjörds, 1979 Underneath his boulder fortress The Wizard plots the King's demise Mixing potions, sifting powders, Watching with his evil eyes The body count has risen From sorcery that he's performed Experiments of bloody torture Murderous plagues the people mourn He sends the falcon hunting as he looks into the crystal Sees lords and ladies dancing at the new kings celebration He puts his fingers to his chin to plan his best surprise Demonic brainstorms fill his thinking Sitting in his chamber room The King will die before morning And he will step out from the gloom Fifteen years proceeded slowly The Wizard lived his life alone Lying many sleepless nights He vowed that he'd posses the throne Barring gifts he's riding from the forest to the castle Standing there with open arms the king will drink the potion He'll laugh and dance then find his sleep and die beneath the moon The court is total chaos The guards were summoned much too late The Wizard stands before them chanting In silence he decides their fate: "I am the Wizard, wise and good and I shall rule from this day on, The King's untimely passing has left this throne I sit upon!" "Do not defy my bidding for my magic has the power To turn you into statues If you meet with my displeasure, You look at me as though I'm mad but soon you shall be gone!"

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025