Alongside Death

On the descent to hell Ground beneath Starts to burn Tongues of fire Spoke the word I have placed the Hourglass on your Shoulder, the sand Has run through

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

There is a king, death by name Not made of flesh and bone There is a reaper, king by name Never far, always near There is a king, death by name Known as a foe to mortals There is a reaper, king by name Your knees, your knees are Made for kneeling

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

The giant gearwheel Just keep spinning It knows how to feed you Filthy, stinky, ugly Can you see it? Can you hear it? I know you can! But can you feel it? And all that is earthly Is permeated by death And the barren Earth Serves as a cover To your bones And nothing can you call Your own but death And a hunger to harvest A contract written in ashes Keep swallowing the lies Until you're blind and deaf Heel on the shovel I am digging you a grave Can you feel it now?

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025

Dead seed Covers the Earth Crawling on the surface Making every attempt To survive Dead seed Where none is the number Birth is death From cradle to coffin Dead seed The engine of death Shadows projected Against a wall of death Dead seed Thousands of miles In the mouth of a graveyard Everything set in motion Is perishable

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

No eyes, no tongue And no lung No skin or no blood What you are, we once were What we are, you shall You shall become You're standing in an open Grave, still digging With your feet deep In the Earth So far away and yet so close Death for death To all, to each Reaper, it's harvest time No eyes, no tongue And no lung No skin or no blood What you are, we once were What we are, you shall You shall become

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

Everything leads us to death each breath is a tribute to it Death's stringent fire reveals Life as a dream and illusion Death throes Conceit and a bitter outrage Of the nameless suffering Of humanity to death With the grave as a reflection For the living to view the image Of their own future

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Suit up for destruction Power, heat, energy Keep the black flame alive Feed it with whatever It needs to survive Burn the fields Feed it with hell's fury Even the most perpetual Creation is doomed to perish Stop the motion, turn it into A rugged shell Alongside death Till we out number them Alongside death Till the red and the yellow Turns into the black

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025