World Expiration
This track is instrumental.
On that eve the rain fell like knives As clouds of dark condensed above her Yet in bliss unaware, they loved without care Not knowing this night would devour the other By morn' she was drawn to silence As ignorance now flamed inside her A mind lost in these acts of violence Within walls of cold white that surround her... Falling walls of cold light that now bound her... So steal a line, recite a verse from the poet's play, but none could heal her from her curse Like a helpless child, she was held at bay For she wished to leave but the world stood in her way To her comfort then came the rain Playing a tune against her window But in death unaware, her mind was not there But halfway to a world she now craved to go... In dreams awake she prayed for release If only this scarred heart could finally cease Enough nightmares (for a lifetime) she had now seen... And no hope is born from this eclipse For the world will remain as cold as it is, Cold as it's always been... And I stole a line, but she could not hear, The voice of her love nor the end drawing near... "Follow mw" Spake the crow In tongues of old And she followed him And on the dawn of the third day She left behind this world of grey And even the rain froze to mourn as she slipped away... "So fragile is our slumber Awakened only by death's cold gleam For what are we but dreamers On the sharp end of a broken dream..."
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
"To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour..." - William Blake - ...but the poet failed And the carsons withered No more than earth uopn my grave For what can there be left of our time bereft When all but life is slain And the hours were always against us Night and day, could not be bent to prolong our stay And despite our countless efforts to dethrone the reign of time The hour came that we so feared And now the light escapes my eye As your words of strength escape my ear For now I know... That this is no test of courage No purpose left for all this pain To which a fool would only adhere to When there's no prizes left to claim And 'neath these ever-longing shadows Your loving words I cannot hear For my flame has died and the beasts are drawing near... With an expired flame I shan't go on This time I'll let the swans sing my song...
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
"for all men are evil and will always act according to the wickedness of their spirits whenever the the chance." - Niccolo Machiavelli In the darkened corners of your mind did you ever wonder That the pain just might be more than you could bear That the path you chose might tear you asunder As it led to the fall of all that you once cared Then reality came, Unveiled the facade, you felt betrayed As dreams were torn and a cruel world remained I never claimed to be a saviour I never asked to be your god And your fate will only portray us At heart what beasts men are... It was all a dream, and thus it could not last and the embers forgotten once the light has passed You never saw it coming, and now it's all too clear and there's no return for the ghosts are all here I never claimed to be righteous I never asked you to crawl And in this world such a leap of faith Is soon followed by a fall... Just remember, that your kind, they'll fall upon you Like beasts upon their prey Just remember, that if you let them, You'll never see another day So at your last hour if you need someone to blame Blame it on the rules and not the one who played (the game) I never claimed to be a saviour I never asked to be your god Your death will only portray us At heart what beasts men are...
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Crownless - I see you standing in dissent beneath a liar's throne Lifeless - Enslaved by a grave new world you never claimed your own So rise above this deaf'ning silence Cleanse Gaia's blood in an act of violence Become the storm upon the welkin And blacken the Sun with your mouth of sin With flies from your mouth of sin... Take the sword from where it fell Come join me in my private hell The world could use another pariah An outcast of a dead empire... So paint the world with a scarlet brush Exhuming the strength of primordial lust In the final stand of a broken culture Where death itself devoures the vultures Take the sword from where it fell And join me in my private hell All it takes is another pariah Spawned from this dead empire... Raise - the Sword And become - the One Who undoes the Sun And what the world has become Expire the words to make the world expire...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
"The light grew old and the hour itself reeked of pure finality..." The air was still, breathing unease of oblivion's glacial release And a promise of gravecold serenity Among the lost, the tombless few granted a sight, a perfect view To feast our eyes on a world scale demise For what were we if not mere flies upon a storm bound to arise Set to unfold from the very womb of Time I witnessed the Death of the Tyrant sans fear beheld the fading light Bereft and left for death to take us 'cross distances unseen, To worlds beyond this ether on the broken wings of a dream For the hour is upon us Cimmerian night unveiled And all shall be redone where past creators failed Lay down and embrace the deathlong sleep For time has come for this crop to be reaped
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
Unrestrained by the illusions that hold a world at bay Unbaptized in flames of delusion For me the world was but a grave The time is nigh for another revolution As the sun gives away to a greater light Just a leap in a private evolution A crop laid out for the reaping, with a global scythe Fear not the world failing at your feet For there are greater things coming to be The time is ripe for this transformation As all good tales must come to and end And where life will greet its negation And upon this soil no Sun will ever ascend For I am becoming... and I'll grow my wings before the fall As it comes forth from primordial darkness And takes only what needs to be reclaimed These slumbering aeons will bear as witness To the beauty of a world dressed in flame...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
This night another circle closes in a line of thousands But the beast within us can never evolve Never can we be more than what is human And in the cold light our masks dissolve This night a part of me I leave behind As naught but few tears remain undrained And knowing that our hearts will decieve us Still we choose to stand in the rain You could always steal the waters from my eye But your flame never reached the night I hold inside And these bestial hearts, they can never thaw It was only the absence of love that you saw And these bestial hearts, bow down to none What you saw was no more than a shade in the absence of the Sun... No more than thieves Kings in the arms of night No more than shadows Escaping the breaking light...
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025