Eyes of a Dawn

A car, the arches and the asphalt Everything is distant from me And over the hills and the human desolation, A mournful voice is turning ‘round in my head: Oh my beloved Station of tears I love your soil Oh, rail of steel I will recall My mortal dream of this town The eyes of a dawn are the secrets of my failure And my passions are now dispossessed Observing the tracks of a trip that never was I feel the strange comfort of being dead. Oh my beloved Station of tears I love your soil Oh, rail of steel I will recall My mortal dreams Let it be our silence When every creature speaks We grieve in silence To take refuge from the world My beloved Rail of steel I’ll recall My mortal dreams

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 16, 2025

Looking for the master To initiate your life A life of hatred, scorn and rage And masters always turn to friends But behind the curtains Envy is a crown of thorns that runs through your bones Will you sell your soul to misty prophets? Will you make your old mistakes? So did I? Yes, I was wrong And I don‘t want your treasure anymore Anymore So did I? Yes, I was wrong Yet still I don’t want to see Anymore, anymore And we’ve seen together other rivers And shared the usual sounds But I cannot express in words I’m wasting so much time and little by little here comes the plain truth I’ve stabbed you to death now Did you turn your back on your own brother? Will you find a place to stay?

Submitted by The Void — Nov 16, 2025

If only you could see them If only you could see their faces when They promise and grieve, You'd raise the hell o'er them They're talking into me and maybe They're taking their lead and everywhere Needs to be the highest lighthouse They'll let you in to let you down, it's hard You had to admit it's hard to walk this ground Son and father walk together Morning after looking at the shattered sun Waiting for the damned Summer has gone with our empty thoughts And our buried dreams Son and father walk together They are looking like their shadows on the run Waiting for the damned Summer has gone with our empty thoughts And our buried dreams And what they really mean is sad And anytime I see you're thinking there is a reason To show our enemies (to show our naked bodies) Silver bones for cannibals, it's time To drag your stones and let you cold inside.

Submitted by Immortal — Nov 16, 2025