Cold Shade Burning
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
In whose name do you wake up? Preconceptions, orders In whose name do you get to work? Judgments, decrees Worth it? be guided? Is that right? let them do it for you? Someone else is the architect Of your fuckin' life Why do you do what you do? Thoughts, opinions Why do you behave this way? Doctrines, dogmas Yet you were born free Yet you were born wild Created with no purpose You wanted to find one Bound by a corrupt morality Stuck in a stereotype Working for them For a meager pay They are enriched Exploiting you But all is well, right? Don't wanna live like hippies Home, work, family Water, gas, electricity Burn the dogma It made you a slave Tear down the church It made you afraid They made you equal Them, as sheperds Them, greedy bosses They made you equal Like everybody else Machines without a soul With no identity With no future Don't you understand? As goats graze the meadows As humans crowd the roads As goats graze the meadows As humans crowd the roads
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Beyond the fog Your body lies cold That september morning The smell of rain The memory is losing During the months of winter Sad and resentful For the many things unsaid Many still call your name Many still looking for you They don't know you're no more Believe that you'll return I found you my friend That autumn morning The leaves on the ground Red as your hair You were so beautiful As the autumn rain Only the whites of your face Tells me that you're no longer here I wish I could say That you were sleeping I wish I could say You'd come back I wish I could say That was not our fault I wish I could do Something to get you back The memory is losing Now that you're gone I do not know what to do now I feel lost and hopeless Many still fight in your name Many still die for your love I still feel your smell Vanished in the air I still call you sister My friend You won't return My heart Cries for you The anger grows Within me Within me Now that you're gone Beyond the fog Her body lies cold That september morning The smell of rain
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
An archer, for guns rifles and bombs A swordsman, scarlet as blood shed in the name of God A balance, to say what is unjust you've been Death, never right but always expected They ride in four, carrying the Hell Four shades come for the end They ride in four, and we were warned The end comes for all of us They ride in four, it's our deadline For the wrath of a God who's not mine They ride in four, and she from behind On the pale horse, the fourth shade "And behold, I saw a pale horse, He who sat on him was called Death" I worship no saint, I don't believe But I tried to live the right way With consistency and justice But still I will fall She approaches, it's vain to fight You know, we deserve Believed to be stronger So fuckin' arrogant We are at war We will suffer starving We will rot for pleague We will die by the flames They ride in four, carrying our Hell Four shades come for the end They ride in four, and we were warned The end comes for all of us They ride in four, to rip our spine For the wrath of a God who's not mine They ride in four, and she from behind On the pale horse, the fourth shade
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026