Songs From the North I, II & III
"Saint Peter, save me and send me down to Hell. For I will find her there where moonlight catches her scarlet hair. Where she sings and black ravens circle above her in the burning air." Silence your heart before it tears you apart. Keep your eyes on the distant thunder, unfold your wings against the dark. My heart thrown to the lions, my soul fed to the wolves. Arise, arise, arise! Walk on your altar of sacrifice, and let the blood run for her. My heart thrown to the lions, my soul fed to the wolves. My body left for the winter, my eyes for the night. With you came the whole of world's tears. The space between the heartbeats is where I felt you. A small death each and every time. My heart thrown to the lions, my soul fed to the wolves. Arise, arise, arise! Walk on your altar of sacrifice, and let the blood run for her. I stand straight at the front of my faith to keep the last of my honour, but my legs won't carry me anymore. Paralysed before the eyes of a hunter, I open up my veins for the parasites to come. Silence your heart before it tears you apart. Keep your eyes on the distant thunder, unfold your wings against the dark. My heart thrown to the lions, my soul fed to the wolves. Arise, arise, arise! Walk on your altar of sacrifice, and let the blood run for her. My heart thrown to the lions, my soul fed to the wolves. My body left for the winter, my eyes for the night. "Saint Peter, save me and send me down to Hell..."
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
Burn marks on my chest, so the arrows won't miss. Surrounded by the cupid of Lucifer, and she who stands on his left side with her burning spears. Straight into the heart, my love. Straight into the heart! Ten silver bullets but I won't shed a tear for you, won't cry for mercy, none from you! They always find you in the shadows, for my heart is a lighthouse of a burning flame. Straight into the heart, my love. Straight into the heart! Would have followed you down to the depths of Hell, and saved you from these flames. Built a bridge over this dark world that we have created. Blessed be the ones who do not feel, for you the heavens are open. Such is the nature of the heartless! And for us who tread in the dark the road goes on forever, from the sunrise to the sunset and all through the night. The serpent's words I remember well and the venom she spat. Unholy offering of fire and lust was a road straight to Hell. Blessed be the ones who do not feel, for you the heavens are open. Such is the nature of the heartless! And for us who tread in the dark the road goes on forever, from the sunrise to the sunset and all through the night. Ghosts and owls wrapped around my neck, she led me too far this time. There's no Heaven to help us now, no repent. Woman is a creator, man is a destroyer, or so I thought. The judgement of our sins fell upon us. From the ivory garden of the Gods to the worms of the earth. To the worms of the earth! Blessed be the ones who do not feel, for you the heavens are open. Such is the nature of the heartless! And for us who tread in the dark the road goes on forever, from the sunrise to the sunset and all through the night.
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
"I walked into the room of shadows and closed the door behind me..." Silent walls remind me of my faults, bleeding paintings of holy colours. Burnt letters and ghosts from the past floating through the heavy air with the ghosts I left behind. Like the ashes I left behind! From the cradle of this life I bleed upon your holiness, the ones I left behind. My heart withered with time! Dead from all this emptiness, the dark I came to find. Blind is the mirror that reflects this art. From poisoned daggers and lies it's been forged. To carry the weight of the Devil's wings is less than what I carry inside. I carry inside! From the cradle of this life I bleed upon your holiness, the ones I left behind. My heart withered with time! Dead from all this emptiness, the dark I came to find. When everything vanishes around you and slowly slips through your fingers, and all you have left is pain, would you do it again? Alone in this empty room of shadows. Alone filled with memories of nothing. Would you do it again and remain the same? From the cradle of this life I bleed upon your holiness, the ones I left behind. My heart withered with time! Dead from all this emptiness, the dark I came to find.
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
See the ghost I have become, save the prayers for the living ones. Feel the dark that I've become, send your crows into the light to fill the skies and dim the sun. Cast the shadows on my side, fulfil the oath of the broken ones. Hallowed halls of setting suns lost in the vacuum of this heart. Hear my heartstrings shattering as tombs open before me, and she sang: "Bury my heart! Cover it with the coldest stones, so it will suffer longer. Like I did in your arms... Your arms!" You led me into the darkest night, to the deepest shades with your heart open wide. Into the battle with death on your shoulder. Like a templar knight with God on his side, straight into the arms of your enemy. Through the flames with fire in her eyes. Saints, have mercy upon us! Cast the shadows on my side, fulfil the oath of the broken ones. Hallowed halls of setting suns lost in the vacuum of this heart. Lost in the vacuum of this heart! You led me into the darkest night, to the deepest shades with your heart open wide. Into the battle with death on your shoulder. Like a templar knight with God on his side, straight into the arms of your enemy. Through the flames with fire in her eyes. Saints, have mercy upon us! See the ghost I have become, save the prayers for the living ones. Feel the dark that we've become, send your crows into the light to fill the skies and dim the sun. "Bury my heart! Cover it with the coldest stones, so it will suffer longer. Like I did in your arms... Your arms!"
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
I painted my heart black just to cover the darker shades. Framed by tears so thick from ashes, oil and blood. Winter solstice night but in my soul the dark won't step aside. Increased with these long stretched hours from seconds to years. Until years become centuries! Lonely silhouettes moving on the wall like wounded birds, with their crooked black claws dancing around my throat. Wounded in the hands of winter, I froze to death for her. Outcast from her embrace I bled to death for her. But I shall return, I will haunt her in her dreams. I rise like a morning star, strike down the holy ones who betrayed their hearts for the crown that melted over their eyes. I shine like the north star, and blind their weak eyes. Fill them with my sorrow, and curse them in my arms. You threw me down the throat of Hell, tied my hands and burned me with your tongue. Drowned me in the nothingness, into the abyss of your poison well. Lonely silhouettes moving on the wall like wounded birds, with their crooked black claws dancing around my throat. Wounded in the hands of winter, I froze to death for her. But I shall return, and sing you back to sleep. I rise like a morning star, strike down the holy ones who betrayed their hearts for the crown that melted over their eyes. I shine like the north star, and blind their weak eyes. Fill them with my sorrow, and curse them in my arms.
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
From the Heavens above, through the silent twilight she fell. Blinding light of a falling star, or wings ablaze? I watched her sleeping away her pain under the eyes of her crows. The dark grew around her like the shadows as the sun went down. I offered her salvation from this place of woe and thorns. Washed her wings so black from ashes, and hid away her horns. Wipe away your black tears, welcome the darker times. The day of tomorrow is for the chosen ones. From the fires of yesterday until the Hell of tomorrow, the memory of light is all we have. The fear in her voice kept echoing in my mind like the cries of a lost child who knows she won't last through the night. Under the stars of the open sky she gazed into the night. Wondered why she fell below, abandoned by the light. The ballet of shooting stars above, she watches them in tears every night. Her wings chained down to earth, unable to leave. I'm the guardian of her Hell, the one to remind her that love will get you here. Wipe away your black tears, welcome the darker times. The day of tomorrow is for the chosen ones. From the fires of yesterday until the Hell of tomorrow, the memory of light is all we have. I watched her sleeping away her pain under the eyes of her crows. The dark grew around her like the shadows as the sun went down. From the Heavens above, through the silent twilight she fell. Blinding light of a falling star, or wings ablaze?
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
Failure, victim, nothing, bleeding, losing everything. Failure, victim, nothing, bleeding, losing everything. I was never the one, in their eyes no one will. I am lost and catatonic! I laid them all to rest, the demons inside of me. I am lost and catatonic! Bury my heart in your icy womb. I am lost and catatonic! Away from the light into earth's silent tomb. I am lost and catatonic. Choking, cursing, shattering, blame, blame, blame! Burning, cutting, I'm vanishing, shame, shame, shame! Walls are closing in, they're staring. Shade's still chanting! Run, do it, done?` Break your wows of trying, let them suffer in longing, be remembered for nothing. I was never the one, in their eyes no one will. I am lost and catatonic! I laid them all to rest, the demons inside of me. I am lost and catatonic! Bury my heart in your icy womb. I am lost and catatonic! Away from the light into earth's silent tomb. I am lost and catatonic. Felt the pain but I numbed it down. Crowded streets but no one's around. These kingdoms of dust, these empires of loneliness. We are lost and catatonic! Walk through me you all. Curse you, you heartless. We are lost and catatonic! Failure, victim, nothing, pain, pain, pain! Cutting, Burning, I'm vanishing, shame, shame, shame! I was never the one, in their eyes no one will. I am lost and catatonic! I laid them all to rest, the demons inside of me. I am lost and catatonic! Bury my heart in your icy womb. I am lost and catatonic! Away from the light into earth's silent tomb. We are lost!
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
It's getting late my old friend, it's time to go now. Say goodbye to all we had and set these torn sails away. You broke me down to pieces like you always did, I'm ready to sleep now. This tomb of my heart turned happiness to dust, days changed to lifetimes of promises and rust. All friends around me from happiness to dust, and I'm ready to go now where I won't be lost. Happiness to dust! Have you come to take me home, last rays of the evening sun? With the dream to where I belong, to the meadows of unsung songs. I'm scarred for lifetimes in here, worn down in these battles. I'm ready to sleep now! I dragged all these shadows behind me until they grew into a part of me, but I never wanted it to happen. All the steps I took, I took them for the happiness of others. But they all burned me down, burnt like an emtpy book. I unfolded my wings to their darkness, stepped into all those rooms of shadows, took those silver bullets to shield their hearts. But I'm too wounded now from these battles. Please let me fall into a sleep of beauty for a while. It's getting late my old friend, it's time to go now. Say goodbye to all we had and set these torn sails away. Worn down in these battles, I'm ready to sleep now! This tomb of my heart turned happiness to dust, days changed to lifetimes of promises and rust. All friends around me from happiness to dust, and I'm ready to go now where I won't be lost.
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
From the shadows inside of me to the light that shines in me, I will be like an arrow. And the fire that lights the night, these shadows within the light, I will be like an arrow. This heart of a cold white land in the dark of the endless nights, and the light of summer that never dies in these songs from the north. From the cradle of the ice to the tomb of the night, I will sleep in your arms. And the beauty of the eye, a horizon guiding light, I will keep in my heart. These skies of the winter stars arise to the frozen night, and the light of summer that never dies in these songs from the north. In these songs from the north! Sky, earth, stars, lakes, moon, trees. These skies of the winter stars arise to the frozen night, and the light of summer that never dies in these songs from the north. In these songs from the north!
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
Arise with the new dawn's hour, breathe in the air so blue. Nightmares of yesterday's sorrows, disappear into the light anew. Here today, gone tomorrow, it will be. Leave your ghosts behind for a while. Night came with warm tears, now the drops of morning dew. Arise with the new dawn's hour and let your eyes reflect the dark. Away with the first light of the day, let it wash your tears away today and all that will remain. Nothing here will stay the same! Nothing here will stay the same! Nothing here will stay the same, not even this pain! Here today, gone tomorrow, it will pass with time and leave its mark on you. Embrace this early hour, silent trees and still horizon. You will find it here when the wind lifts your broken wings. Arise with the new dawn's hour and let your eyes reflect the dark. Away with the first light of the day, let it wash your tears away today and all that will remain. Nothing here will stay the same! Nothing here will stay the same!
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
Wind across the barren land, lift my wings from the desert sand. My spirit is broken but not my hands to write these lines in the sand. Deceivers, unbelievers! Fall on your knees and pray for the winds to come. Undying and defying north! Winter bless your child, I'm coming home! Sun burns my eyes in this strange land, vast fields of sand from where I stand. My ships are gone but the sea will carry me under your skies. Deceivers, unbelievers! Fall on your knees and pray for the winds to come. Undying and defying north! Winter bless your child, I'm coming home! The starlit night sky with unknown patterns above, abandoned on these far away shores. Left alone with the memory of the trees, the snow and lakes. Tonight I will catch the wind and escape this land of burning sun. Deceivers, unbelievers! Fall on your knees and pray for the winds to come. Undying and defying north! Winter bless your child, I'm coming home! Wind across the barren land, lift my wings from these desert sands. Deceivers, unbelievers! Fall on your knees and pray for the winds to come. Undying and defying north! Winter bless your child, I'm coming home!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
Oh Mother North, eyes like blue sapphires. I'm lost in your wilderness, in your arms. From your love my heart has been forged. Eternal nights to everlight, to winter's throne. Niin laulut Pohjolan kun sammuu, hiipuu hiljaa. Hallatar kun viljaa lyö, ja yö tuo kuninkaan tuon talven maan. Niin routaan kaivetaan, lepoon oman maan. Ja laulut Pohjolan mukaan vain saan. Oh Mother North, lakes like blue sapphires. Under your skies into the wild I drown my sorrows. Niin laulut Pohjolan kun sammuu, hiipuu hiljaa. Hallatar kun viljaa lyö, ja yö tuo kuninkaan tuon talven maan. Niin routaan kaivetaan, lepoon oman maan. Ja laulut Pohjolan mukaan vain saan. At the midnight hour of sacred light, the magic of these woods so alive. The shadows of the giants in a silvery dark light from the snowy trees ahead. And their slow march closer to the flaming night skies to touch the tail of fire. But their roots hold the secrets, these melodies, echoes from the past. Nothing here will last! But the songs from your journey you will bury with your heart. Niin laulut Pohjolan kun sammuu, hiipuu hiljaa. Hallatar kun viljaa lyö, ja yö tuo kuninkaan tuon talven maan. Niin routaan kaivetaan, lepoon oman maan. Ja laulut Pohjolan mukaan vain saan.
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8... 9 times I breathe in the holy air before I open my eyes to summer's dying flare. The autumn fire, the arches of rust, this hallowed aisle. Cathedrals of trees where the altars are burning, the smoke of October leaves. Father Winter is calling his herd aloud and we are the crows who fly. From the aisle of autumn fire we arise, over the lakes and trees we draw the night sky. With our wings we paint the vast horizons and the stars, the stars upon the northern skies. Blinded by the midnight sun, in this land we were born. Now racing the clouds towards the winter's thorn. And we fly... From the aisle of autumn fire we arise, over the lakes and trees we draw the night sky. With our wings we paint the vast horizons and the stars, the stars upon the northern skies. We turn our heads towards the setting sun, the beauty and the light of the one who will be gone so soon fade into her hiding. And the season of rust will soon harvest the living, so we can be reborn again. From the aisle of autumn fire we arise, over the lakes and trees we draw the night sky. With our wings we paint the vast horizons and the stars, the stars upon the northern skies.
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
We fall like leaves from the skies, down with the sun. North winds are taming her down, chased away for a lifetime. Into the twilight, away with the light. We are the children who stare into the night. We are the ones, the children of the setting sun. We are the ones who pray upon the fading light! We are the ones, the children of the setting sun. We are the ones who pray upon the night! Summer is fading like time runs through your fingers. And night will harvest us down before the words of goodbye. Into the twilight, away with the light. We are the children who stare into the night. We are the ones, the children of the setting sun. We are the ones who pray upon the fading light! We are the ones... We fall like leaves from the skies, down with the sun. And storms will arrive and harvest us down, down with the sun. We pray for the night to give us one more sunrise, to shine from our eyes before the summer dies.
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
Hell is here where storms are drawing near, we are black moths separated from the core. Chased away into the night to the farthest shore where storms rip our wings apart. We circle around the flame, holding on to the light of Hell that glows for us. In our name of pain and betrayal, this is our home on the farthest shore where the bells toll fear. We are the black moths circling around the flame. The distant lighthouse in the raging storm, the glow of the safe harbour we will never reach. Like a compass without the north we are lost, ever changing course from home, forever lost. For our sins we are cursed to stay here, for all the wings we left behind burned and broken. Now the ones to hold the blackest ones! On our backs they keep us alive in this world of the dead but not to be remembered, only in all evil. We are the black moths circling around the flame. For a thousand years of suffering, a price from the life we left behind. Thrown into the loneliness of this last shore. From the life all promises into the abyss of souls parted. We are the black moths separated from the core, chased away into the night to the farthest shore where storms rip our wings apart. And the calm is only to remind us of our black hearts, the one that beats no more won't hurt anyone evermore. Now I am finally home where I belong. Flying into the flame of Hell every night just before the sunrise. To burn to ashes just to form again for a new night of suffering, to remain what I was, the evil again and again...
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
Forgive me father, I was 7 hours late and now you're gone. But I made it next to you as I promised, dressed you for your last journey. I'm dead to you now, still holding the words that were left unsaid. Couldn't burden you with the sorrows that crushed my chest. Couldn't find the right time to share those words why the days passed away. I'm dead to you now and will be until my own heart sees the fallen veil of night. Until the curtains open for me to walk the same moonlit silver trail, I always will be 7 hours late. Carrying the pain of knowing that you never knew why we both went through the days apart but with the same shadows in our hearts. I can't never tell you why I wasn't there until they bury me in the same soil, until we meet again I will be 7 hours late. These rooms of shadows echoes on these walls, this empire of loneliness. Still feeling the presence, your soul still lingering here for a while. And the dark that pours in through the night-side window, and the light that fades into the woods, Like fireflies dancing between the rusted trees, the light that escaped from my side. Glowing in the woods, waving its last goodbye until its gone, and then it's dark!
A lonely shape at my door as death walked in, turned his grey face toward me. No eyes but his stare pierced my soul, no words but I knew his reasons well. Nothing here for me, just a burden to others. I followed his slow steps quiet sighs straight into the night. Through these streets of flashing lights shapes with eyes like shadows and stares so hollow. Nowhere to go but lower from here, deeper down into the fear and hopelessness. Hell everywhere around me, so why would I have anything to lose if I follow? Through this city of long shadows we walked this world of empty souls. Kingdom of fear and hearts so lost, abandoned by the light. Cells of empty shells, filling their insides with promises of something, anything. These grey towers around me, climbing toward the night sky, reaching for the clouds. Like birds so black high above with their all seeing eyes, the halo of their stares. And these concrete walls with dim lights that are covered with curtains, and within are those stairs just leading down to the depths of Hell. This carnival of everything, yet we have nothing but this horror of our existence. Couldn't find more reasons to pray for a better tomorrow, all I achieved was just more distance. From my dreams, my hopes, and from the light of the morning that I separated myself from so long ago. So I followed his slow steps and quiet sighs to the place I loved most as a child. Where I chased my dreams and waved to the passing trains the miracles of life. And here back on those same tracks I stand again, being so much less. Now alone holding nothing within but this empire of loneliness. The low rumbling sound of a train in the distance, its blinding eye in the dark. Ready to swallow you whole, left in pieces like my wounded soul. And here back on those same tracks I stand again, being so much less. Now alone holding nothing within but this empire of loneliness. Then from the dark a small glimmering light did appear, with the trembling wings of a butterfly it shone a light into my night. A halo of a childish hope reaching from somewhere long since gone... I held my breath and it landed on my arm and asked: "Is there still anything worth reaching for?" And my heart said no. "Any light or goodness in you worth holding on to?" And my heart said no. I closed my eyes, got on my weak knees, and breathed in the dark glow. As her wings turned to ashes, from ashes to a black moth. I heard the sirens and screaming of the iron. And my heart still said no. This carnival of everything, yet we have nothing but this horror of our existence. Couldn't find more reasons to pray for a better tomorrow, all I achieved was just more distance. From all of my dreams, my hopes and from the light of the morning. So I followed his slow steps and quiet sighs to the place I loved most as a child. And there back on those same tracks I stood again. Now alone holding nothing within but this empire of loneliness.
I anchored my heart into the depths of this sea, with this ship made out of fears. Its crew plagued with the curse that comes with the daylight, and pours its black flood on me when the night arrives. On this sinking hearse I stand made of bones, blood and horns. Sails of this ghost ship left at the mercy of these storms. I tore the demons out of me but the night always brought them back. They painted my skin with their shadows, and cut me with their blades. I was drowned under their will until I knelt like a sheep under wolves' eyes. They made me stare straight into the fire until I heard all the cries of pain in the aether. But in the flame I saw myself burned alive, burned alive with her. Please save me, Saint Peter! On this sinking hearse I stand made of bones, blood and horns. Sails of this ghost ship left at the mercy of these storms. Flags ripped apart by the winds that felt like thorns. No land and no home in sight, I am abandoned by the light. The purest form of pain, my heart pulled apart by ebony horses unaware of their powers. Gentle in their calmness until their eyes lit up like the fires of Hell, or was it just a reflection of mine? On this sinking hearse I stand made of bones, blood and horns. Sails of this ghost ship left at the mercy of these storms. Flags ripped apart by the winds that felt like thorns. No land and no home in sight, I am abandoned by the light.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
The black winds lift my wings on my command! I turn my eyes to the north, against the distant flaming sky, the pressure of the air and the weight of the clouds on the horizon. I have no more fear in me nor tears to resist, I rise above you and take your throne of fear. I turned my wings towards the dark and your armies, threw my soul into the eye of the storm to feel your force. But you were less than nothing as an enemy of mine, I arose through the shadows and the fires of Hell. To look you straight in the eye in this stillness before the storm, one more time before I raise my hand. As these clouds prepare for battle under my command. I rise through the clouds with wrath in my eyes, through the temples of the skies, under the stars, upon the night sky, above the living and the dead, through the black night of the souls into the fiery throne. This darkness grew my wings too mighty to break, too strong to fall. I have no more fear in me nor tears to resist, I rise above you and take your throne. Through the black night of the souls into the fiery throne. I turned my wings towards the dark and your armies, threw my soul into the eye of the storm to feel your force. But you were less than nothing as an enemy of mine, I arose through the shadows and the fires of Hell. To look you straight in the eye in this stillness before the storm, one more time before I raise my hand. As these clouds prepare for battle under my command.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025