Dreamslave... Awakening
Asguard
Album • 2007
23 Tracks
Asguard
Album • 2007
This track is instrumental.
The whole world vanished in the darkness. It is fear? No... Horror has disappeared in the darkness of night. It's panic! It's insanity. They have fused together in order not to let You come to your senses. There is no future, the darkness has shrouded all around. There is no death, there is no life either, eternity is the only thing that exists, but it's monotonous. The darkness has shrouded life itself. Night has come, and life has gone away. There is night and darkness, the moon is just a reflection of a light night. But how can I still believe in the charm of night? Well, but I want to come back to the world, where there is less lie and were reason rules. There were only a few thoughts, risen from his memories, which origin he couldn't explain. He didn't remember anything except asking himself the same questions. "Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I?" He couldn't answer them. He also wanted to know why he was in panic fear before going to sleep. Anyway, everything was in the past, and the past as much as the future is just time, the present is eternity. But still there was something in the past. There was something...!
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Night. I can hear her voice. The thought of freedom is nothing in the chaos of false ideas and idle memories. Life, sleep and thought are senseless and disordered and it's only a phantom of hope, that revives visions from the chaotic memory of the hazy past. It's like two sides of the whole: freedom and slavery, day and night, sleep and life! But the time has come. Somebody's voice doesn't leave me alone. The only way out for me is to fall asleep. There are only a few seconds just a few moments to fall asleep again. There will be sleep again, there will be life again. But is it a real life or just fiction? It's only a wish to turn something which is desired into reality. It is moon light again and everything repeats. You are the master of everything, everything belongs to you. The voice is heard again but it doesn't attract, it commands to come back. It follows me. I have a few seconds to wake.
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
The night's dark, it's raining, and the skies are shadowed The borders of their gothic town cut through the dark High towers and sharp roves rise, disappearing in the dark. The square is full of gallows with ropes, carrying the dead That rock in the wind... Hooks violently tear their bodies and legs to pieces... At an alarming sound of the bells death arises.. Death arises from dreams With you, fires and bayonets So many heads have been taken with them As if they were roughly picked flowers. Deep cough of desolate cannons Counts the groans of passing hours. Here comes one. Absurdity is sensed in the fires burning And in the cries full of strength. See this fresh blood from each vein, Feel that savage fear from tension: Chaos doesn't rule long... And everything calms down, Gets back to the centuries of its wait In the realm of dreams
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
It's very naive of You to believe in the dream, to believe that you can fall asleep forever. In the morning the body was unconscious. He was sure to be dead. He was to be buried. Only a stranger didn't believe that he was dead, but nobody believed that it is was a lethargic dream. His body was lying under several metres of humid soil. He didn't find the rest, he only knew, what everlasting sleep was. He wanted to become a master, but he was just a slave. He was sleeping and didn't know what his sleep turned out to be. And still he fell asleep in that world, but could his dream contain another dream? It would have been worse to wake up and find himself below ground. There were so many people buried alive, who were lying somewhere nearby, they were dying of the thought that they had been interred too early. The main point was that there was no way out and they were going to stay there forever, that fear would shroud their mind and death would come like black dream.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Suddenly he woke up. Darkness and silence are around. It's such a stillness that he hasn't heard of even during that profound dream. The darkness is eating his eyes up, the lungs are compress because there isn't enough air, the crams in his muscles don't let him move how can a man stand that? "Where am I now?" "Am I sleep?" "Is It Reality?" "Is it death?" "No Is It Life." "But where am?" I can hear a sound. And dream comes back. When he was getting weaker, he woke up only at night there was deep stillness and gloom around him. However, the slightest noise scared him and he fell asleep again. Then he began waking up more often, but there was the same darkness around him. There was no air. It was panic. He took a deep breath and uttered a cry, a wail, appeared from the most dreadful dream in a death struggle. A sound! What a sound up there! They have heard him. They know, they know.
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
My memory is a bloody wound that has been draining my brain... It is devouring me from inside... I was unconscious all past years And I will remain this way in the future. Oh, abyss of the oceans of consciousness! All my life I have been reaching for you. I looked back only after losing it, But the flame of sorrow burnt everything inside. Oh, fragrance of the night that used to be in my heart so long ago. I was only able to sense a bitter taste of losses... I remember sweet breath of the wind and the sounds of that forest But where am I now? Oh, forgotten tears and revelations of the soul. Who can see the misery in me Along with the fear depriving me of the last thoughts? And my memory escapes from me as if in a phantasmal dream You have deceived me, and taken what I used to have... And all the bridges to the places where we're expected, have been burnt down My chances of jumping are like fallen stars, But I will get the chance of salvation
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
He heard someone was fracturing the boards... He couldn't remember for how long he hadn't seen it. It was light! Nobody but him could realize what that light meant It was Light. And there was some figure there. It was him! He came to save him. It was him. It was a stranger! The stranger didn't say a word, but his motions produced some sound. He had been lying so many years in cold and damp ground, foreign ground, which had almost swallowed him alive just like those miserable slaves of their own dreams. They were still lying in the ground, greedy, insatiable of new lives. But now he is free, as has never been in his life. He is free. But it was so difficult to become free. But where is he? Where is the stranger? He has disappeared. He said only one phrase and vanished. Now it's high time to go where everything began, where everything was different.
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
They haven't accepted him. No! They have banished him. They haven't understood him, for died so long ago. But the dead can't walk and can't speak. He is dead for them. He was banished. But it is his castle. He was born here and he will die here, too He will die He will also be born here again. Pain Where does it come from? What a burden. It's the pain of his soul. All his wounds made him suffer greatly. It's time to fall asleep But this time - forever. The pain began to pass off. He also thought, that he had to vanish and he was probably more sure of that than the stranger. He had been in a state of sheer and peaceful reflection until the tower clock stroke midnight He was still alive, when the dawn began. Then his had fell down unwillingly and he took his last breath.
This track is instrumental.
There were dead bodies all around even vultures were not attracted by the chary carcasses at the moment. Every second animals and people were dying of lighting, which streaks were surprisingly accurate. All that completed the scene of decaying corpses and burning dead. A leaden low sky was above them The storm clouds were witting homes That continued for a few months from the day his body had been found in his castle. Nobody knew how he could appear after he was buried so long before. A lot of people saw his phantom, which was crying for sympathy but nobody helped him. And people were continually dying. A number of victims of the sky was rising. Once the sky was full of moon light, once it was covered with the patterns, created by the nature itself. But at the moment people were dying somewhere, and senseless creatures were coming in to the world somewhere else. And he did appear somewhere he, who was free from all his sins he was a master of everything and nothing, a slave of dream, a master of eternity, a human being.
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Some years passed after his birth. But he remembered everything. The baby couldn't forget anything. He remember cicadas chirping that moonlight night, he remembered the moon road in the darkness, he remembered the alluring light, which didn't leave his soul in peace, which was calling, attracting him. He remembered everything, he kept in mind even that was just going to happen. He couldn't have forgotten that! he would remember it forever he would never forget the charm of that night, of the moon, of the dream. Everything had gone. Everything was over. but once he would probably see that moonlight again, that moon road, that illusion, that life, that DREAM.
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Let me take you down Deeper than you know Reality is gone Yet so much left to show Let me take you down Let us look inside There's still so much to come It's time to say goodbye Broken dreams Misery replaced by constant ecstasy Wide awake open wide Existence of a better kind Waits for you waits for me Our minds become forever free Free of fear, free of rage The coming of the Golden Age for all Let me take you down Let life fade away The ritual has begun Your life begins today Let me take you down Explore the other side Enlightened as we drown It's time to say goodbye Don't you turn around now Don't you be afraid now Just turn another page down Celebrate the Golden Age
Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 13, 2025
After all we've done - our past is gone Future is no more what it used to be When we have been more sensible And our world was safe I'm living in this empty room A room without a door I run through the night I can't handle my fears I run through the night Cannot hide my tears I run through the night I'm longing for a smile - dying for a little hope Can't you see my pain I'm with you but - still alone At times when we're more sensible I need you more and more I am living in this empty room A room without a door I run through the night I can't handle my fears I run through the night Cannot hide my tears I run through the night - I run through the night
Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 13, 2025
If all around is so good, that You can't believe it Ask yourself "Aren't you dead?" And if not - this is The most Fearful reason To doubt Your real existence
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 11, 2026
Don't be a slave Only this way You will be able To put an end To the sufferings Throw down the chain of birth And death But pain penetrated into me While I was thinking, retired into myself How little I was left to live... Hurry up before this body Perishes and disappears Before diseases and old age Fall upon me Hurry up There is no time For inaction And thinking Over the nature Of transient Forms of being I achieved my liberation As the words Of Creator Sounded for me
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 11, 2026
Under the mask of death Is the mask of dream Under the mask of dream Is the mask of lie Under the mask of lie Is the mask of death Dream is after life Lie comes after dream Death comes after lie Dark is after death Fear's after dark And it's just the beginning... NO!... The truth is that... You thought you had won and remained alone, and were the master of everything But there isn't a place for the good in the world Evil and hell is here They all have betrayed you Why save them from crucifixion? Hammer in a nail into consciousness of their mind By pushing them into the abyss Of death, evil and misery
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 11, 2026
Moonlight hidden By the cloud Lighting in the sky Drawing patterns Which belong Only to nature Chirping of cicadas have drowned In the most beautiful tones Of nocturnal music There is a road in the dark floodlit By strange shimmer coming from the stars Transparent but impenetrable Figure of the night Enraptures you Unique and incomparable To anything feeling of lightness Is Full of your Innermost dreams Which are revived by The ideas flying towards Light breath Of the wind Being free like dreams... It could be compared only To the feeling of a flight You are the master of everything It all belongs to you Power over everything you see And feel gives you Supremacy over omnipresent And everlasting nature Power over all - alive and lifeless But mighty - that which don't obey any human law You are the only master of everything But it was just a dream Didn't I realize where I was? I couldn't doubt the reality Of all that had happened to me - So real it was I became like an infant, who thought In the language only he could understand I couldn't have thought I was a slave to my dream And was dying slowly But I did live, I am alive and I will be! (I supposed so)
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 11, 2026
Supremacy over the world Eternal life & power didn't let me Realize unreality of the Things happening I couldn't have thought That I was asleep And how pleasant, deceptive And cruel my dreams were! All unreal replaced the reality Bright splashing light turned into Soft glimmer of a calm night – Of the night in which all wishes and dreams Became spiritualized And thoughts interlaced with reality Where only you were the master Of everything Where the night was Drawing outlines Of eternity Which was beyond any Human mind I couldn't realize where I was really living And what was a reality And what was a fantasy Denying it all presaged Further defeats And losing things that Could be only yours Forever
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 11, 2026
It's a dream again It's a life again But is it a life? Or it is a fantasy A wish to turn desirable Into reality? But it seems to be cruel There is no that wonderful Night which I admired So much I only see thickening darkness And gloom which Is approaching But what is it? It is coming after me To seize me forever Because I'm not The first and By no means the last Who has believed In all this It has come It orders me For the first time in my life I have brought my thoughts Desires and dreams together And the voice of my Internal being The voice of my soul Outburst of emotions And thoughts has prayed for mercy and rest All my being resisted Telling Him: I can't. I don't want I won't But nobody heard my entreaty The voice of my soul Faded in to the night In response there was Only a terrible Cold roar of the dark, silent Ruthless night The roar of the alien's mind: "You Must...!" He can only rule There wasn't a sign of compassion In him It was a cold, callous and angry cry Of that night that had inspired me once Night that had taken me away To another world Where I had to stay But to stay as a slave Where I would be forever on fire And damn this life, existence, this dream
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 11, 2026
Let me take you down Deeper than you know Reality is gone Yet so much left to show Let me take you down Let us look inside There's still so much to come It's time to say goodbye Broken dreams Misery replaced by constant ecstasy Wide awake open wide Existence of a better kind Waits for you waits for me Our minds become forever free Free of fear, free of rage The coming of the Golden Age for all Let me take you down Let life fade away The ritual has begun Your life begins today Let me take you down Explore the other side Enlightened as we drown It's time to say goodbye Don't you turn around now Don't you be afraid now Just turn another page down Celebrate the Golden Age
Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 13, 2025
After all we've done - our past is gone Future is no more what it used to be When we have been more sensible And our world was safe I'm living in this empty room A room without a door I run through the night I can't handle my fears I run through the night Cannot hide my tears I run through the night I'm longing for a smile - dying for a little hope Can't you see my pain I'm with you but - still alone At times when we're more sensible I need you more and more I am living in this empty room A room without a door I run through the night I can't handle my fears I run through the night Cannot hide my tears I run through the night - I run through the night
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Nov 13, 2025
It's a dream again It's a life again But is it a life? Or it is a fantasy A wish to turn desirable Into reality? But it seems to be cruel There is no that wonderful Night which I admired So much I only see thickening darkness And gloom which Is approaching But what is it? It is coming after me To seize me forever Because I'm not The first and By no means the last Who has believed In all this It has come It orders me For the first time in my life I have brought my thoughts Desires and dreams together And the voice of my Internal being The voice of my soul Outburst of emotions And thoughts has prayed for mercy and rest All my being resisted Telling Him: I can't. I don't want I won't But nobody heard my entreaty The voice of my soul Faded in to the night In response there was Only a terrible Cold roar of the dark, silent Ruthless night The roar of the alien's mind: "You Must...!" He can only rule There wasn't a sign of compassion In him It was a cold, callous and angry cry Of that night that had inspired me once Night that had taken me away To another world Where I had to stay But to stay as a slave Where I would be forever on fire And damn this life, existence, this dream
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 11, 2026
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