Vanden Plas
Album • 2024
i. A True Illusive Story ii. Forgotten Kings This is the true illusive story Of where all life begins Called The Empyrean Equation of the Long Lost Things About us fabulous creations The god forsaken kings We're an Empyrean Equation of the Long Lost Things iii. Nephilim
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
I stare as the cyan midnightsun Flows in the embers of darkness Her flames burning out The light of forever is gone And now she is dying alone On my Icarian flight You see me flying away I came too close to the sun and fall in flames into the day On my Icarian flight And elsewhere she dreams an endless dream Tries to escape from the darkness The look in her eyes Reflecting a hereafter life They said already goodbye On my Icarian flight You see me flying away I came too close to the sun and fall in flames into the day On my Icarian flight I´ve seen your last shining ray I came too close to the sun and fall in flames into the day On my Icarian flight I´m your burning savior Starting my Icarian flight to you Like an aviator to the sun To burn To my mother I´m feeling your silent fear Sometimes it´s better to burn than see your loved ones disappear On my Icarian flight You see me flying away I came too close to the sun and fall in flames into the day My wings are fire tonight My wings are fire tonight Search your Eternity light
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
I'm watching the trains from the attic And painting a face on the moon By 7 a.m. he was sitting beside me 11 line he wrote his wife Before his suicide Don't tell me your reason my friend I know it's the call of the end That surrounds you Or maybe you were just scared Of life's untold serenade Sanctimonarium If God hates us He answers to our prayers Sanctimonarium If God hates us He answers to our prayers I am not in the spirit to take you with me And I don't want to scare you to death I'll sing you an ayre Of the saintly transition Please let me go instead of thee And drink the wine of immortality You ask for the reason my friend It's just the erosion of time That surrounds me My somber street serenade Tells of what I'm so afraid Sanctimonarium If God hates us He answers to our prayers Sanctimonarium If God hates us He answers to our prayers (You ask me) Where do we go (I tell you) Little I know Too little I know Charon paint me A bridge into the rainbow I'll pay you with a bit of stardust To lay me down inside The Thantaphoric blueberryfield I've called you To be my never-ending circle You are the answer for my searching So tell me why You will not take me away Not take me away In your darkest hour Your wish was my command My friend If you'd grant my sweet desire To be human just for one day A wicked prayer murders innocence In this nefarious Elysium Sanctimonarium If God hates us He answers to our prayers A wicked prayer murders innocence In this nefarious Elysium Sanctimonarium Your life feels good When death lies in the air
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
Searching the dark side of the moon Have all of my gods scaped into the great unknown Sundown on Friar´s lantern fields And tonight after falling asleep I want to know who surrogates my dreams Again I see burning planets fall Gory feathers starting to dance in the wind With me and my sins This Arcane Sacrilege buried under the seal of a silent memory The empyrean fool cries a river of tears on his burning fantasy A Sacrilegious Mind Machine Sandman replaces the children´s toy To feast on their innocence - leave them paranoid Fated driftsand in their eyes Awaiting the thief of your dreams The keeper of some long-forgotten things He returns when the sun goes down Spies your visions and paradigms Then he steals all the dreams in the night This Arcane Sacrilege buried under the seal of a silent memory The empyrean fool cries a river of tears on his burning fantasy A Sacrilegious Mind Machine Cold is the river Flows in the still of night - mysterious wise and... Old is the river - a very dangerous mind Gold is the river - like glowing moon oneiroids - the clouds cannot hide They´re shining on so all this somber fabric´s glowing The overlord of the darkness He pays a wergild for a dream And he´s inflaming them all there - down in the lantern fields We´re on a sempiternal sleepwalk A sentimental dream for finding Shadowland Dream on my poor oneiric hero We´ll join the black parade and we won´t come back again Where are we now - Where are we now Dream Interstellar universe - Where are we now Dream Interstellar universe - Where are we now This Arcane Sacrilege buried under the seal of a silent memory The empyrean fool cries a river of tears on his burning fantasy The Sacrilegious Mind Machine
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
Tonight I steal the sun A thousand billions of stars To build a secret escape A private own universe My brand new work of art Tonight I'll light up the moon Deep in the shade of my dark I'll paint the air and the sea And tell my somber creatures to call me God They call me God - They call me God I'm on my journey in time Where I'm trying to find - Things that others had called divine My devil's lot - They call me God My name is Melancholy I came to fllod all the lands To take your worthless belongings That might have helped you to bring this to a menhingful end Your significant things Can reawake the long forgotten kings Like in a sun of morphine They're shining through this cathedral of your broken dreams All sense of living is gone One final canary song down the mines of oblivion They call me God - They call me God I'm on my journey in time Where I'm trying to find - Things that others had called divine My devil's lot - They call me God I show you - where's the great epic nothingness I allure you to the end of the rainbow My greatest gift is the poison to make you sad Welcome my friend you're on the way to my death row They call me God - Please call me God I'm on my journey of time And I'm trying to find - Things that others once called divine A devil's lot - They call me God Please call me God - Please call me God
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
He´s standing alone In the suburbia of the night Like a tall pallid bone He´s been here for aeviternal times I know there are so many out there Down in the snowflowergleaming light But the Nephilim seems invisble While he´s severing the tides Sometimes you´ll see them - Just once in a while And then we fall in with The march of the Saints Into a spiritual nightmare Follow the saint men We march into another world It`s said they live somewhere out there Down in the land of forgotten things A subconscious clear signal Is sending echoes to our dreams Today they came to remind us - To regain what´s lost is not impossible And if we still believe Then nothing disappears In the fields of the Nephilim Sometimes you see them - Just once in a while And then we fall in with The march of the Saints Into a spiritual nightmare Follow the saint men We march into another world And take the way of lucid dreaming again To find the ryche of the saviors Echolocating all the lost And the needful things And then we fall in with The march of the Saints Into a spiritual nightmare Follow the saint men We march into another world We cross the borderline again and again Into the ryche of the saviors Follow the saint men To the fields of the Nephilim And in the dark and mystic sea Many things have gone astray Softly quiet see them drown They get lost and never found But on the Lethe waterside Phantoms severing the tides And they are searching for lost things For they themselves are lost belongings And they save what is lost - They save all the love These are the Saints Scary and consoling Bittersweet and wild They try to fix our broken lives Tell me where is the love Once was given to me now It´s lost in the dark sea And that´s why I deserve heaven´s burning me In the end I was given a final beginning With my lost thing from The fields of the Nephilim Assigned to fall in with The march of the Saints Into a spiritual nightmare Follow the saint men To the fields of the Nephilim Scarecrowing monster alone in the tides Skylining phantom please help me to find Losing, missing, searching Just to find out who we are Throughout the state of evolution, We've failed to understand It's not collecting but not losing - And to keep important things We´ve lost the gene for audit finding while stumbling through the tides The genuine miracle of mankind Is that we´re still alive This was the story of the fountain Where the loss of life begins Called the empyrean equation Of all the long-lost things There you can feel the evanescence We are forsaken kings Can´t fix the empyrean equation Of the long-lost things
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
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