Wolves & Trees
This track is instrumental.
Burning witches You hold the key Forever damned in eternity Relentless feelings Look down to me I am the one you call home Skin is broken Verses sung Your holy cries are forever hollow Eyes are bleeding from tears of night We hold the power Together Believer Seathing Meager I am the bringer of all that is evil and right Moon is rising The rats are loose Struggles condemned Hordes will follow Sacred relics no longer mean What they were to your savior Fleeting alliance To join the One Who will comply with your sickness, howl To be released To be free We hold the power together
Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 18, 2026
The salt and mist are moving into me. Confuse a whisper with my reality. I'm now a bastard of the open sea, I pray to Oden that he sets me free. Now you die. Your light shows me the way. Bruised and beaten I beg for death, holding onto wreckage with every breath. The Krakken passes below my feet. Remaining still I will not choose defeat. I feel the passion of the nausea burn, look to myself remember what I've learned. From the distance, a guided flash: A pyramid is where my body will crash.
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
To wander deserts. To kill the weak. To become one with the lands you seek. And shrouded faces, will make the wine A sacrifice to your own divine. Transformed and real. Wolves and the trees. Arise sweet demon. And you will see her. Run through dimensions, both time and space The wilted begging for a dark embrace. These paws are evil, the mind is thin The chosen one is the one who’ll sin
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
This haunting running away. Imagine Ice, the dawning of ages. These ghosts are having their say. Without sudden, unclear intentions. And all-in-all we’re the rays, passed over scared land moving. We hear the snarling of beasts! We are the power, building the lightning. We are Armageddon! We rise! A beast with horns of seven. They die! A battle lies in our wake. Nothing but reason thrown in the ashes. We wash our blood in the lake. Watched over closely, over-indulgent. And with a breath here comes sleep. Refused at first, but a welcome companion. We hear the snarling of beasts, shook for a moment, confused and excited.
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025