Forsaken Songs
Another will disappears between the wrinkles of violence ancient memories that claim more tearsunwanted ghosts hide forgotten hereWith the others we're following our leadersasking ourselves the reasonwhy we're all in linehear the brothers, the legacy of pleadersthere are no more lies to say, no coin to pay, no gods to prayWith the others we're following our leadersasking ourselves the reason why we're all in linehear the brothers, the legacy of pleadersand history fails again, no card to play, no life to craveThen in line one after another, we will get our turn to hideawayashes will cover our bodies more and moreno one will look for us anywayWe the others, the legacy of pleadersthere is nothing more to say, no gods to pray, no world to save.
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Rain..the rain before the painwhile gliding on a planethese memories surfacedSound...the storm before the soundthe fight was all aroundand the memories came homeI’m addicted to my pastso I locked the doorall this time I was wrongand then we smiledso fake we werebut it doesn't matter to meso what, let this goAnd then we sighedin our oblivionI’ll come to terms with myselftonight and all the time
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Got lost in a whileAnd later wefeltalrightWe got back togetherTo destroy the nightWe don't play for nothingAnd nothing's left inside the graveWe needed to flyFrom the rest of the worldHere's no heavenAnd always, and always feelingShame and failureForever and ever, empty souls of nothingAnd feeling a pleasant urge to flyTo fly away.Your mothers and fathersWill point the finger on your choiceAnd makeyou believeYou're the shame of the world
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
You'll never see the path, the night's in your hands and just forced your innocence to fight Let it be dark and no one will find you swallow your fears and your insights here in the dark no one will recognize you and you revealed the thorns of life The rain, the smoke, the needle deep: my life just wait, the sky explodes Come and bring back that sceneand I'll be sorry 'bout that or throw thetown into turmoil Let it be dark and no one will find you swallow your fears and your insights here in the dark no one will recognize you and you revealed the thorns of life And we would need a desperate fire at night a madness that explodes and cries a whirlwind that will break the day or leave my mind to drive insane Again, again, again insane Again...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
Such a shame to believe in escape A life on every face And that's a change 'Til I'm finally left with an eight Tell me to relax, I just stare Maybe I don't know if I should change A feeling that we share It's a shame (Such a shame) Number me with rage, it's a shame (Such a shame) Number me in haste (such a shame) This eagerness to change It's a shame The dice decide my fate And that's a shame In these trembling hands My faith tells me to react, I don't care Maybe it's unkind that I should change A feeling that we share It's a shame (Such a shame) Number me with rage, it's a shame (Such a shame) Number me in haste (such a shame) This eagerness to change Such a shame Tell me to relax, I just stare Maybe I don't know if I should change A feeling that we share It's a shame (Such a shame) Number me with rage, it's a shame (Such a shame) Number me in haste, it's a shame (Such a shame) Write it across my name (Such a shame) This eagerness to change Such a shame
Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 16, 2025
And who are you? The proud lord said That I must bow so low Only a cat of a different coat That's all the truth I know In a coat of gold or a coat of red A lion still has claws And mine are long and sharp, my lord As long and sharp as yours And so he spoke, and so he spoke That lord of Castamere But now the rains weep o'er his hall With no one there to hear Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall And not a soul to hear And so he spoke, and so he spoke That lord of Castamere But now the rains weep o'er his hall With no one there to hear Yes, now the rains weep o'er his hall And not a soul to hear
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025