Spring of Recovery

Let the second Crusade leave, Damascus must be caught Ready we are, come on and let's go Now that Christ's shield and power every treasure must be taken Gott mit uns and victory is shown Stealing and killing with a cross on their hearts Sack of the town with no mercy at all Yet the battle is on and there's fight down in the streets Still some quarters on fire, smoke raises high Still the clang of the swords, but we have no time to loose Let's divide the city here and now Suddenly attacked and already expelled It's the Muslim Arab that regains the town So the second crusade sorrowfully close the door Won and expelled, shame and dishonor Led by thirst for power more than faith and dethroned in shame No cross no shield have been worthy nooooo Rough Europe's craven kings go back, go home! Empty hands, heavy hearts and the red river flows and grows and grows And grows

Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 16, 2026

Ages, countless centuries ago Before years were counted God so powerful created a realm Where his people would live Apparently his endless toughness Created human - his image Beholders of the temporal power Brough him his own destruction Power escaped from his hands Mental collapse as left alone Mightyness was gone once and for all Now only a mortal god King of wideness of infinity Suffocating to his past Once so thriving paradise Now is a land of pain So was his life destroyed Gracelessly collapsed Earth quaked when the god died Shadows covered his loveliest

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Condemned life Call from beyond Sink to the mist Break the bounds of beyond Maze of beyond Leads you astray Spring of recovery In the forest of Hades Through the swamps Through the woods Roam across the sea of blood And you'll be revived Return to life From the Endless sleep New life created It has a soul that revived Revived From the godless realm

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025