Bound to the Witch

You were down, depressed and lonely Since the day that you are born Everything that exists around You was unholy crushed and torn You were looking for forgiveness You were looking for some sense But there is no place for freedom You just find some faked romance You can't find a way, life is hopeless anyway Songs of steel - In the nights you feel insanity Songs of steel - You are searching for the door Songs of steel - Now the wind brings you this melody Songs of steel - You are different than before You roam restless through the night You will find good company Now you hear these sounds of thunder Here there is the best place to be Many thousands stand around You now tonight you feel alive And the band plays like a whirlwind And the song tells of your life You have find your way, life is glorious everyday

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Forests that stand in flames Countries sink into the ocean All things are in motion The houses are in rubble And in the streets screaming children Through the night echoing gunfire Mothers are shot from a rifleman The poisoned waters spew their life from The steppes is burned and starve their animals Their animals Odin’s ravens circling over land and sea Odin’s ravens, their ears are willing to see All and forever And the ravens remember Back to the times before 2001 Back than most countries bloom No one reached for the golden throne Blood and death, torture and hate everywhere People who do not talk, but only kill - only kill

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

We are the bigger army than the living Our spirit of vengeance knows no forgiving We plow the soil for murder and war Pain and destruction we are rotten to the core If you believe you would decide - You are a dumb silly soul If you believe you would decide - You're a part of a higher control The choir of the dead, speaks to you We are so many fall down and pray The choir of the dead, speaks to you Honour and sacrifice you must obey Life after death, just imagination No need to argue or lamentation Love truth and justice are your ideals The world is broken and there is nothing that it heals If you believe you would decide - You are a dumb silly soul If you believe you would decide - You're a part of a higher control The choir of the dead, speaks to you We are so many fall down and pray The choir of the dead, speaks to you Honour and sacrifice you must obey If you don't believe it - We condemn you pretty soon Finally you'll lose your mind - And you will never be yourself anymore The choir of the dead, speaks to you We are so many fall down and pray The choir of the dead, speaks to you Honour and sacrifice you must obey

It was this faithful horrible moonless Night as pale clouds drove over the sky You didn’t thought about something When she walked by Her spiteful eyes puts you into her spell And a shiver runs down your neck And it was clear to yourself - there is no turning back You are bound - you never had a choice You are bound - no escape from this Deep dark voice we're all bound to the witch She does with you everything that she wants Her might is malicious and mean She awakes in you the greed far Power you’ve never seen For the last time you try to turn away But you passion is to strong You were to weak - and everything Turned out wrong You are bound - you never had a choice You are bound - no escape from this Deep dark voice we're all bound to the witch

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

You were unlike from the other girls You always organizes swirls Sweet dolls were nothing for you You did what you shouldn’t do Any advice was ignored by you You jealous test your other brothers to The wooden sword was your toy You were a tomboy No one suspected That the sword will be your fate The sword needle that your live was Before you were alone in the world Arya - take care of you Arya - looking also backwards Arya - watch out what you do Now you have played all your cards Thy way was story hard and long You knew that everything was wrong They want to kill you tonight No help from a good knight This murder stroke you must survive Otherwise all was in the vain Don't fall asleep in no case Now your sword needle gets lot of work Arya - take care of you Arya - looking also backwards Arya - watch out what you do Now you have played all your cards

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

We sailed at morning from my home on this beautiful day We were hoping for success and luck at the end of this difficult way In the distance I could see you there on the cliff above the sea Your hair was flickering round your face and I knew that you love me The shore it slowly disappeared from our field of vision A good wind even filled the sails on our favoured mission Out of nowhere came a black cloud dangerous looming In no time it covered the sky above us it was night Lightning flashed in the deepest blackness garishly disastrous A whirlwind whipped the water in our boat god save our soul Stormwitch my everything You are not like everyone Stormwitch my happiness Your life will go on and on and on I drifted in the water an eternity My hope for a fast salvation didn't recite me The wind dropped and the waves calmed down and the sun came back On me fate had given up its worst ever attack Now I stand here and you tell me all my friends are missing You will really tell me that my favorite was to blame Your superstition is so shameful treacherous horrible You turned her name to something evil isn't that enough

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Your mother Has told you fairy tales And kept everything from you Your world was bright and clear In your street Were only houses with large gardens You’ve learned to play the violin Love was always near Now you lie sad in my arms I can not save you from the world Life is not a dream I know you have your deen Life is a constant battle normally Life is not dream I know you have your deen But you must grow up in the end finally You say All are mean to you But defend yourself This you have to learn You must stop Seeing yourself alone You're no longer a child No matter what you want or yearn

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

I lived in England, a son of the monarchy My teachers taught me to rule the world I was George the third, my life wrote history Great things were happening Great things you’ve heard But there was this rainy day When I felt alone I smelled the Poison and I froze to stone I was open minded never thought of treason Light come light go I saw no reason However you do it, it leads to a bitter end Life shows no mercy there is no friend The last best hope went down on this morning Because my lovers face showed me a warning I was sold down any river that You can think about All of them will kill me there is no doubt I hear them coming, they will arrest me God help my soul, I wanna be me I live in nowhere is there a somewhere Is there an end of this or just black despair

Before hundreds of years Lived men without any fears They moved to the south in the war The way was rough and far They fought for their ancient gods For the freedom of their thoughts Paid no attention to their wounds They trusted in their runes It is tightened on you Pull out your weapon do not remain Hide your gold and belongings Tell your children to meet again and again We bring back the ancient times We keep the spirit alive We bring back the ancient times We get up again We will not let us sell We will push them back to hell They’re inferior to us now We create it better somehow It is tightened on you Pull out your weapon do not remain Hide your gold and belongings Tell your children to meet again and again We bring back the ancient times We keep the spirit alive We bring back the ancient times We get up again

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Have you heard of the missing child Or of the woman who was strangled And even from the bum stabbed wild On the bench at the great lake And the police can't find a felon Not to mention missing people I'm telling you this is the factory of an unreal being The ghost of Mansfield Park Roams through the dark The ghost of Mansfield Park Lurks on the wall The ghost of Mansfield Park Roams through the dark The ghost of Mansfield Park Will kill us all You do not know the story certainly But many old people it is known Yes once there was an injust verdict From this his hate was madly grown Urged by the fury gaved the judge to an innocent was beheaded He screamed for justice but the mob roared And his blood comes over us now

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

From her old oak tree she saw him He looked so lovely and so pure He searched for roses in her garden He searched for real love she was sure She heard his lament, that there is not A single red rose He had promised his favourite to find one Soon the white rose drinks the blood Of the young nightingale She thinks at last this is true loving Every night I sing of it I told this story to the stars I hoped I'll find a piece of it His lips are red as the rose of his desire I would not ask him, but give him everything I can help you says the oak tree But is terrible to do You must build it out of music But it will be the death of you Sing for a white rose and her thorn must Pierce your heart And your life must flow into her veins And then the white rose drank the blood Of the young nightingale

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025