Kiss of the Thorn
A man with premonition is the first to see his end To prophesize in emphany condemnation all he penned Deception of church and state with vision of a snake Reward is small to tell them all They praise you then they'd burn you at the stake Foretell us of another dream of war Tomorrow's door Many kings did summon him for conquest of the world To challenge his own prophecy in death's eye he is hurled Further more to realize and master his own fate The ruin of eternity the bloody hands The truth he must negate Foretell us of another dream of war Tomorrow's door Conjuror or alchemist how do you see through time? With clever play of words the answer written in a rhyme Do you feel responsible for vision that you see Trapped inside tomorrow's door They praise you then they hang you from a tree Foretell us of another dream of war Tomorrow's door
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
The world is full of anger Where no one is safe, and nothing is pure The after life is much stranger It's what you conceive in your mind We live our lives full of danger From who knows who, someone you'll see You think you're safe you're pretending That every thing's alright But not tonight Your life described enchanted The people you know, the fact that you bleed Addiction to death your habit Your victims you pass on the street The rituals you've recited Dressed for the kill, my god what a thrill You think you're safe in pretending Their dead eyes haunt you still
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
When you live in darkness You pray to the angel of light And out of darkness The silver is shining ever bright So sing the song of a black time Of sacrifice, ready to begin Sing the song, so many lifetimes Of sacrifice, blood in the wind When you sleep in darkness You dream of the fires in the night And though it burns The fire shall whisper in the night Fire burn as the song it lasts forever Join together as the angel starts to show Behold the light with the angel in the fire The angel laughs as he tears out your soul Burn! I am the nocturne I am the black shadow in the night In the end, you may burn Through the shadows of the night
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Dark form crawling in my room A little girl is there Shaking, starving all alone Her eyes tell me she's scared Conversations with the dead My soul lives on forgotten See the girl, she's staring back Along the gates of hell Fallen angel, hand of doom Awake me from my dream For I have slept now far too long And visions I have seen Alone All you dream and all you know Vanish into shadow And may you speak to god of love With angels flying high above Life is hard Twists and turns In the end, you may burn So cast your life into the well And walk with me in hell Calling out from Satan's realm I know I'm now forgotten The little girl is standing there Along the fields of rotten Conversations with the dead My soul lives on forgotten See the girl who's standing there Along the gates of hell Alone
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Fool laughs blood flows from his face He stares out in the world No longer in control of his life gone he's lost the race Standing all alone he never sees tomorrow's light Blood tracks in the snow and now there's nowhere left to hide No shelter in the night Innocence and fear No shelter in the night Fire burning clear Cut and bleed decapitate the heads will roll Death is here Cut and bleed decapitate the heads will roll With a stare No safe place to hide blood is in the air No shelter in the night Fire burning clear Cut and bleed
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Stare at your crucifix You angel of tomorrow Your future is your past A door without a key Look…Into the night; I see the eyes of my crimson demon Blood…staining the stones, this is the place the altar of sangria In bloody righteousness You terrorize the mortals The stain of Jesus Christ For all the world to see Look…Into the night; I see the eyes of my crimson demon Blood…staining the stones, this is the place the altar of sangria Fire…Burning tonight, I feel the flame pulling me forever Stare…into the night, I drink the blood, join me forever The pagan sacrifice You resurrect immortals The armies of the dead The altar red with blood Look…Into the night; I see the eyes of my crimson demon Blood…staining the stones, this is the place, the altar of sangria Fire…Burning tonight I feel the flame pulling me forever There…Up on the stone, I drink the blood, join me forever
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Four thousand years, the seed of doom Has waited in the shadows The suffocation of my embryonic tomb Out of the bliss that forms the unity of destruction Cathedral spires, crosses, glisten in the moon Spawn of the ash Kiss of the thorn Spawn of the ash Darkness reborn Two thousand angels burning As they reach their new damnation When morning breaks the demons blinded by the sun The wisdom of the ages left without a sign or reason Your words are black and cold, your angels dead and gone And as I lay awake Afraid to ponder more on this dreamt I am amused at your thought of an afterlife Toil as the fiery crust of your salvation burns away Exposing faiths frailty consumed For we are dead And you are lost Forevermore Six thousand demons rising out of the abyss of fire My eyes bear testimony to legions of the dead Hellfire burns erase the record of your own existence Shatter the afterlife you face another end
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Reach out your soul is safe Within the light I will save you Reach out as if from the grave The blinding light it will heal you Reach out Reach out from your casket's safe I only want to be you Reach out as if from the grave The blinding light it will heal you Reach out Reach out your soul is safe Within the light I will save you Reach out as if from the grave The blinding light will steal you
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Pull your face together to pray for justice The only god you seek is the god of dread I want to kneel and pray beside your alter But all you speak in your eyes is the god of death You set upon with love your gift of habit Attested to the death of the great white hare It gave its soul to you a gift of spirit You sacrificed to the Christ adorned in spit Now you bear the chain Stare upon your blood your own creation A name upon a grave your final breath With a hand of dirt we save your last redemption And now pay our last retribution to the dead As you bear the chain
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Hear the story of the black horsemen Who served their king to spread blood across the land Until they were burned Quite terrible indeed Set fire to his soul On Friday the thirteen We are the dark you fear in the night We are the grave that feed on the light 13 Rape murder blood they ride until light The black horsemen bring death upon the night Until they meet their end Quite terrible indeed Set fire to his own On Friday the thirteen 13 We are the dark you fear in the night We are the grave that feed on the light 13
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026