Diadem of 12 Stars
If I, if I travel out one day And there you are, staring back at me Your gaze lowers And now turns, and looks onward You fly upon wings of your own creation I see the light of the night sky in your eyes I ask for the gift of your fire Don't hope that I were one of us were I to die I know the way of the one who howls In the darkness of the night Where no longer am I afraid Regardless We'll fly upon wings of your own creation I see the light of the night sky in your eyes I... (You're so late, they're already stricken) I know we are alone (They are beyond hope. The end of all our scriptures) There is nothing left (Where is flora?) Where is fauna? (Go to wage war, to slay and smite, it's this way) The scriptures, the horizon (There is darkness coming to the land) Darkness travels nearer (You go in celebration) Or in sadness, they try to capitalize (In your own yearning for the throne) Precious power, braving the forests (Where I come to leverage the stones, before the flame engulfs our forest) We'll fly upon wings of your own creation I see the light of the night sky in your eyes I'm happy wherever I can see your eyes To where we will be entombed on hallowed ground Blinded, suffering, silent Toward the bitter winter On our way, hallowed days, ever riding
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
[Voices, simultaneously] [Voice 1:] I will go back to my wild stream Back to the winter I know I'm all alone Back to the wolves in their forest Where I was once home I stake my journey on that they'll welcome me back I'm tired of waiting 'til they'll bring me home [Voice 2:] Then I'm tired of this, I've had enough I'm lying down in my home But I'm ever awake For another journey [Voice 3:] You can't wait, you're on your own, riding alone Along with your moon and sun and fire I yearn for your spirals in thy forest The moon is high above the murmuring trees of the forest My heartbeat dances with the sun The shores of the shining river Have arisen in the distance The forest fauna trembles Prey of kings and lords of men I'll guard the palaces of my life Therein lies a forlorn nomad: A child who wears a loincloth The river seems to flow Far into our forest And rushes to the side Of the pounding in my head It's so pretty I just rest My blood stands still I am shown a terrible flood [Voices, simultaneously] [Voice 1:] We go home tonight The fires are ruining our homeland No, no, no, not right now The sight of this Wherever I go for shelter, somehow it burns [Voice 2:] We don't know who made the fires The fires burning all that we know And I scream, what is there all to do To determine who did this. Can you face the flames? [Voice 3:] Go and don't look behind you What did you do to all of our homes? Go where home is Then it will be you in the night Say goodbye [Voice 4:] The fires don't seem to be retreating The children will be left behind when you go Wanting you to live for them But I see now how you couldn't survive Staying here in your home Go now and please stay away from this place We are guarding our treasure [Voice 5:] Who do you want? Take a look around and you'll see For I always seem to be around, helping you to face the fires I used to know you. Haven't you noticed that I've been helping you to face the fires And I have a feeling that it was you who made the fires And in my tears of blood I declare that... We wash away Wash it all away Beckon winter Follow me To where our children drink The purified well they know Harvesting, plentiful of joy I know we are back in, back in our home And our future, I see it In our wonderful forest I know I know... I hope some day in this space I will hear him His voice one of wisdom and the wolves [Repeated:] Everybody in your hands, go back to home and tell of what you see here Go to your hidden secret place, does anyone know where you go for help? They think you're immortalized The... (He comes from the throne...) Slaughter (To reclaim his throne) Of an entire... (Something isn't right) (Where have you been? We've looked for you) Cruel winter (The fires burn through. Something's wrong) In this sanctuary above (Is there's nothing you can do?) Our killers have set fire to the wolves' dwelling (You are in danger that way) It's scented... (Go no longer through in my realm like a king) As the first morning... (He is afraid) Into our forest As the hunters I know I am prey I know I have not long As you go moving in our realm of the trees do not fear us, as you go through When you go, bring the spells, and no longer appear here as we appear I chose who my better hero was (Look to the moon and see) Above the lost stones the fire glows Just read the lost stones In my realm, behind the trees we can't help you I see, through water, through fire I see everything I'll rest and scream and wash away I spit on my fifty years in my throne alone I'll step down and lower My soon-to-fall useless crown I still cry for your help
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
[Voice 1:] Will you die today? Will you die to save the crown? Do you know if you'll die for the weak human? Then you'll realize at the throne A monster will be there in disguise He'll run away and hide He'll run into our magical forest He must no longer come into our forest Who are you fooling Apart from the rest of your men To whom you owe their lives Everybody is involved How are you really a king? [Voice 2:] For all my faults, for all their wasted guilt, I ought to help, all around guarantors sleep I lie in impotence Can you fight the danger in sight? Do I run from this and to my room Or do I falter, screaming? This revelation... I have failed you all They're close, they've taken the women Your fosters have not escaped If I were to enforce my objection with violence Like a wolf I will gnash my teeth Run away and don't wait for the sun to rise Forever I'll slaughter Your spirits too Guard my land, guard my crown Sorrow and pain inside Fruits of loss With my soul Soul... soul... Until my halo rejoins my fire, moon and sun, you'll see through Through my hate; I'm out of my mind in my hunger to look through the trees [Voice 2:] It's towards the southern leg, but not through my hills The wolf's biting jaws And still as he speaks My prize is ready but you are dying It all flashes by I plead with you: breathe again And what's left of our world? Smokestacks and waterways Trampling this underwood I sit staring in disbelief at the river and I pray: I seek the pale face of the wolf in the crystal mirror of the water I seek the pale face of the wolf in the crystal mirror of the water I seek the pale face of the wolf in the crystal mirror of the water
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
The strength that resides in contemplation Bathes me in silver starlight I will lead this beast on a chain of flowers Fear not the Jaws that devour soul Between two pillars I have sat Great oxen in the periphery I ride in full course swift Through the dark night and the rain pours down You are a daughter of heaven 12 stars circle your brow But you do not see them and the rain pours down Our time in this garden is past
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025