Sorrowful Land
Album • 2018
And wilt thou weep when I am low? Sweet lady! Speak those words again: Yet if they grieve thee, say not so I would not give that bosom pain. My heart is sad, my hopes are gone, My blood runs coldly through my breast; And when I perish, thou alone Wilt sigh above my place of rest. And yet, methinks, a gleam of peace Doth through my cloud of anguish shine: And for a while my sorrows cease, To know thy heart hath felt for mine. Oh lady! Blessed be that tear It falls for one who cannot weep; Such precious drops are doubly dear To those whose eyes no tear may steep. Sweet lady! Once my heart was warm With every feeling soft as thine; But Beauty's self hath ceased to charm A wretch created to repine. Yet wilt thou weep when I am low? Sweet lady! Speak those words again: Yet if they grieve thee, say not so I would not give that bosom pain.
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
Where am I now? Tell me how I can breathe? As I close my eyes I know that a dreadful sleep will come And the fog upon me grows Shadows fall to make us numb When the world’s gone cold And the sun’s turned black Frozen realms will unfold The divercities of wreck What’s my path? The journey to The forlorn places As I close my eyes I know when a dreadful sleep will come Gray fog upon me grows Shadows fall to make us numb When the world’s gone cold And the sun’s turned black Frozen realms will unfold The divercities of wreck My illusions My delusions Visions of decay My perpetual desires Bringing only pain As I close my eyes I know that a dreadful sleep has come Gray fog upon me grows Shadows fall to make me numb When the world’s gone cold And the sun’s turned black Frozen realms will unfold The divercities of wreck
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
I remember all the nightmares You brought into my life That will never be forgiven Unsleeping hatred Undying scorn Refuge in shame The anger’s born Abuser, betrayer Accuser, forsaker Dissembler, miscreant Reprobate, opponent I turn my back on you And clean my thoughts For all the tragedies Can you be cursed? Unsleeping hatred Undying scorn Refuge in shame The anger’s born Abuser, betrayer Accuser, forsaker Dissembler, miscreant Reprobate, opponent Father that I never had For me you were always dead Liar, lie to me again Gone forever… Father that I never had For me you were always dead Liar, would you lie to me? Gone forever…
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
Weep on, weep on, your hour is past, Your dreams of pride are o'er; The fatal chain is round you cast, And you are men no more. In vain the hero's heart hath bled; The sage's tongue hath warn'd in vain; Oh, Freedom! Once thy flame hath fled, It never lights again! Weep on – perhaps in after days, They'll learn to love your name, When many a deed may wake in praise That long hath slept in blame. And when they tread the ruin'd isle, Where rest, at length, the lord and slave, They'll wondering ask, how hands so vile Could conquer hearts so brave? "'Twas fate," they'll say, "A wayward fate Your web of discord wove; And while your tyrants join'd in hate, You never join'd in love. But hearts fell off that ought to twine, And man profaned what God had given; Till some were heard to curse the shrine Where others knelt in heaven!"
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
I am the only being whose doom No tongue would ask, no eye would mourn; I never caused a thought of gloom, A smile of joy, since I was born. In secret pleasure, secret tears, This changeful life has slipped away, As friendless after eighteen years, As lone as on my natal day. There have been times I cannot hide, There have been times when this was drear, When my sad soul forgot its pride And longed for one to love me here. But those were in the early glow Of feelings since subdued by care; And they have died so long ago, I hardly now believe they were. First melted off the hope of youth, Then fancy’s rainbow fast withdrew; And then experience told me truth In mortal bosoms never grew. ’Twas grief enough to think mankind All hollow, servile, insincere; But worse to trust to my own mind And find the same corruption there There have been times I cannot hide, There have been times when this was drear, But worse to trust to my own mind And find the same corruption there
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
Try to make a step On this desolate ground Where cold winds prevail Their howling resound Thу monopoly of suffering The dreaming of decay Corrosion lasts forever In neverending prey Cold are the veins, lifeless structure Rusted are chains, lead to a rupture Kingdom of loss; depriviation Carry your cross; desintegration Blind are the weak, crawling near They try to infect you with the fear Light disappeared – kingdom of darkness Night overwhelms kingdom of dreamless Watch your own footsteps Drowned in the mud To this ageless tower Covered with the blood The monopoly of suffering The dreaming of decay Stagnation lasts forever In neverending prey Cold are the veins, lifeless structure Rusted are chains, lead to a rupture Kingdom of loss; depriviation Carry your cross; desintegration Blind are the weak, crawling near They try to infect you with the fear Light disappeared – kingdom of darkness Night overwhelms kingdom of dreamless
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
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