Aesma Daeva
Album • 2001
Lysander I pursue, I pursue invain Cruel Lysander Thus to fly me, thus to fly me Let this begin She must not, she must not obtain him She must not, she must not obtain Never, never, never, never must obtain Frigid beauty Who are you that you would deny me? Who will, who will still deny me? Deny me, deny me! Lysander I pursue, I pursue invain Cruel Lysander Thus to fly me, thus to fly me Lysander Lysander I pursue, I pursue invain Bring, bring Bring, bring Bring, bring Bring, bring Bring my trusty arms
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
Her beauty must success less prove For this heart is stronger charms Feeble, feeble arms and hurtless dart She will not in war prevail Alas what hopes to wound a heart She will not live to tell the tale She will not live to tell the tale Nothing, nothing!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
(There were three) (There were three) (There were three) (There were three) ... As I walked on my own As I look for my dear home I felt the sun leaving me White choruses wait for me "Where shall we our breakfast take?" Said the first raven Down in yonder green field There lies a knight slain under his shield Down comes his follow doe As great with young, as she might go She lift up his bloody head And kissed his wounds that were so red She got him up on her back And carried him to earth and lake She buried him before the prime She was dead herself before night time Do you still see me? Do you still see me?
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
Frozen beauty lies blind in ice, no eyes to see What's always been and always it shall be
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
In darkness let me dwell The ground, the ground shall sorrow be The roof of despair which bars all cheerful light from me To bar all cheerful light The walls marble black which moistened still shall weep from me They still shall weep forever in darkness To bar all cheerful light The roof of despair which bars all cheerful light from me My queen, my queen I only wish my song to please thee I wish to be the minstrel in your gallery I wish to be the minstrel in your gallery My music Jarring, jarring Jarring, jarring sounds to banish sleep Thus bedded to my woes And bedded, bedded to my tomb Oh let me living die, oh let me living let me living die Till death do come, till death do come Till death, till death do come
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
The frightened earth looks pail and cries It cries as war does consume the skies My armies already join the battle above The god of war fights the god of love Stand firm my battalions, stand firm The tyrants shall yield Hold the line, hold the line Hold the line Stand firm my battalions, stand firm The tyrants shall yield They fly, they fly My archers fly Consume, consume, consume the whole world Consume, consume, consume the whole world Consume, consume, consume the whole world Consume, consume, consume the whole world Since she is burning Frozen beauty lies blind in ice, no eyes to see I've always been and always I shall be
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
Dona eis, Domine: Et lux perpetua luceat eis Et lux perpetua luceat eis Te decet hymnus, Deus, in Sion Et tibi reddetur votum in Jerusalem: Et lux perpetua luceat eis Et lux perpetua luceat eis
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
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