In Monumentum
Summoned are powers to fight me over a fallen one Black tears still drowning my eyes Memories flooding the temple Mountains of brave men wielding spears cut short your breaths Till their death i shall fight for you now Leader of men mighty king Arrows and blades of bronze rise before me, barbed spears strike bodies to the ground fight we for you glorious fallen one! Greatest of men rise like a mountain Mothers now mourn in our wake The battle is raging like flames We fight over a fallen one Charging as a great wave with a might roar Bringing the darkness to their eyes I sing for you might king The sun dove into the horizon and so faded the mens strength Twas time to mourn and mourn they did Only then in the peace of night did the greatness of their loss descend upon them and ashes poured they upon their heads in mourning Streams of tears and bitterness flowed as their brother shrouded in flames Travelled the dark shores of styx...to hades. And as their bodies and minds swallwed the loss and exhaustion a single thought emerged revenge for honour! Fuelled by revenge, men charge the walls Riding into battle like a storm Thee charge breaks the silence, neath the morning sun This battle is fought for honour- for a fallen one.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
Blackened is the sky and demons celebrate this night Flames await the dark one to be born His birth has been foretold, the one whose soul is black as coal Born of crimson flame is to seize the throne Whimpering and weeping where the crimson flame is kept Another sacrifice to the majesty of flame Hooded figures chant: invoke the company of darkness Virgin flesh below the black athame Born of the crimson flame Lightning in the skies, the virgin moans with teary eyes The pain of carrying the one to satan born Now rise the pale full moon and the sun forever sets One last sunset one final memory of god Dark across the land the reign of satan is at hand Nightmares are releases into the night Open thee thing eyes the world belongs to thee tonight Of crimson fire born -chosen one!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
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This track is instrumental.
Deep in the mountains where the silence of the stone lies unbroken and where fire is born Giant men of Power lay waiting for the Serpent of Fate to rise from the Sea of Dreams With weapons in hand, a deep breath and one last stand - to ascend to the Throne of the age of Man Marching on, marching on 'till the Sun hides Marching on, marching on against you and I! Disturbed is the peace - Aggressive toward Order ΜΕΓΑΣ ΚΥΚΛΟΣ ΤΗΣ ΓΑΙΑΣ ΕΜΠΡΟΣ ΜΑΣ (Megas kyklos tis Gaias empros mas) Hammer on hammer, sword on sword and lightning strikes the ground we walk Now their purpose is clear Minions of chaos march, born of black heart Forces of Thunder and the Trident responding from the skies and the darkened blue seas Elements of the mind merging, the Virtue of Rising their weapon: tempered thought and steel The Bringers of Dawn, rise holding the Moon and the Dream of the Thrones of the Age of Man One mighty clash - EPEBOE! EPEBOE! The worlds collide - EPEBOE! Dreams turned to ashes - EPEBOE! EPEBOE! The fighting goes on and on...
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
I was born to the sound of the funeral bell To the sounds of mourning - when Night cast Her spell My path is of solitude - I dwell where all Winds blow I rise with Nightfall - Helios my foe I am the One Who stands in whispering Halls On both sides of the mirror - Our Legacy foretold I am the silent traveller amongst you as I walk The stranger at your funerals... ΚΡΑΞΕ ΜΕΛΑΝ ΚΟΡΑΞ ΚΡΑΞΕ ΚΟΡΑΚΑ ΚΡΑΞΕ ΜΕΛΑΝ ΚΟΡΑΞ ΚΡΑΞΕ! I am the shadows that dance across your walls Looking through your misty windows as the Sun descends and the Night falls I am the unexpected knock upon your door The Howling wind that blows your fire out in winter Nights so cold... I am the silent One Who visits when you sleep The One you talk about that stirs a fear so deep! I am the sound of footsteps that makes the traveller turn The one you would like to catch and hope that fire can burn!
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
A man is born and a man will die, but mighty is the One who lives with pride Trust in your sword though its blade is so cold... Great the Spirit that choses to live, the One who heeds the call of the Dream To soar like an eagle, to reach for the Skies... One short life to live Before you sail to the skies One brief memory to leave Like a shooting star in the Night One brief chance to give To carve the Stone of our Times And your songs long lost friend Forever stay in our minds
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025