In the Shadow of Doom

...On whom doth fall <br/> The shadows of the risen dead <br/> Shall surely be consumed <br/> By the glamour of the grave <br/> <br/> In the dead of night <br/> Traveller beware <br/> A doom lies dormant <br/> In the crypt of Asa <br/> - infernal witch <br/> <br/> In the quiet countryside <br/> Wanderer take heed <br/> And pray for dawn <br/> Thrice she will rise <br/> In the church of Pannochka <br/> - conjuress of demons <br/> <br/> In your stately homes <br/> Lovers be forewarned, <br/> A terror feeds off lust, <br/> Radiant and ruinous <br/> In the castle of Marcilla <br/> - daughter of the pit <br/> <br/> What pious men can lay to rest <br/> Innocent blood can revive <br/> To the infernally endowed <br/> Deaths chains are as air

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Lead (GMH) <br/> <br/> While God he taketh and he giveth <br/> His angels are naught but winged sinners <br/> Begging for scraps from the masters table <br/> Who pities this poor ragged host of heaven <br/> Thus fiery fumes doth make their ascent <br/> But the devil keeps ninety eight percent! <br/> <br/> You've tried to lead a virtuous life <br/> When you werent dead drunk and wielding a knife <br/> Then all too soon your days are through <br/> Saint Peter will open his book on you <br/> You'll realize counting how your days were spent <br/> That the devil took ninety eight percent! <br/> <br/> Saint Magdalena had a lady burned for her sins <br/> Long mourned her man by the shores of Loch Lomond <br/> Little millstones round their neck, children watched him from the lake <br/> A scar ran through his heart (so cold); <br/> A corrupted core like black, rotting wood <br/> Drums of anguish beats for all, <br/> Saint or imp; the trial calls <br/> As foul weeds inch by inch grows o'er the graves of men <br/> Grows o'er the grave of all mankind <br/> <br/> Is this the god that Twain so scorned? <br/> In a drunken stupor on the floor <br/> But Satan saw and Satan waited <br/> While God was being kept sedated <br/> And all the sinners he should have saved? <br/> The devil takes ninety eight percent!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Lead (GMH) <br/> <br/> Plantation by moonlight <br/> Unending sea of waving grass <br/> Cold feet thread a cold path <br/> No will, no pulse, only purpose <br/> <br/> Oh wearily they stumble on along their way <br/> As in a dream, they glide through the night <br/> <br/> But the unearthly silence is soon cut short <br/> By chanting, revelry and the beat of ritual drums <br/> <br/> Rise voodoo moon, glitter of putrescence <br/> Plantation at Night, unending sea of grass <br/> Here at the ends of the earth, <br/> Where even stars come to die, <br/> No will, no pulse, only purpose <br/> <br/> And yet he walks

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

And so it must begin <br/> This weary journey without end <br/> Set spinning on its dreadful path <br/> By machinations of a mad god <br/> <br/> Day of judgement - day of doom <br/> Born of the grave - Interred in the womb <br/> An empty vessel <br/> An empty promise <br/> <br/> And so now it all has come to pass <br/> A feeble quest without purpose <br/> Opening your eyes, you beheld infinity <br/> And yet you saw nothing at all <br/> <br/> We are marching in the shadow of doom <br/> Pierced by the gaze of distant eyes <br/> Callous watcher in the skies <br/> Whom but the blind led by the blind led by the dead could think benign <br/> <br/> Lead (GMH) <br/> <br/> From endless night I call to thee! <br/> <br/> Listen fools! <br/> It is the pulse of the lord of this world <br/> The sound of nails <br/> Hammered into a coffin <br/> Forever

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Lead (ESB) <br/> <br/> Followers of the walking corpse <br/> Obsessed by sin and holy ghosts <br/> Deepest infection in shallowest mind <br/> Your lord must die to free mankind <br/> <br/> Our ultimate weapon <br/> Risen from the depths <br/> <br/> An axe crafting leads that will reap your soul <br/> Ears bleed like skulls pierced by thorns <br/> A timeless tool hammering out metal riffs <br/> The nails come down, inch by inch <br/> <br/> Lead (GMH) <br/> <br/> Don’t need no seven strings <br/> or edgy new design <br/> This V is all I want <br/> Axecutioner of Gods <br/> <br/> I was made a mercenary <br/> In the legions of the V <br/> Monument to a golden age <br/> The Sign of Satanic Victory <br/> <br/> Lead (ESB)

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

To these bleak ancestral lands <br/> I have returned <br/> Where the ruins of my name <br/> haunt the ruins of my keep <br/> <br/> Desperate homicidal escape <br/> Generations spent in exile <br/> Fallen priory on the hill <br/> A dread that lives ever on <br/> <br/> Thus hatred, fear and scorn is all I get <br/> But The loathing of peasants is naught to me <br/> Now let these walls rise again <br/> <br/> Again my crest crowns these gates <br/> Gothic towers risen from rubble <br/> Vaults reclaimed from the abiding darkness <br/> Foundations as old as the stones <br/> <br/> Lead (GMH) <br/> Lead (ESB) <br/> <br/> Lead (GMH) <br/> <br/> And deeper still <br/> Where the roots of the earth lies black <br/> A spectral swarm is stirring <br/> And dreadful hunger swells <br/> <br/> Is this madness come calling? <br/> Howling through the cracks in the walls? <br/> Scurrying through dim corridors? <br/> Like the cursed blood in my veins <br/> <br/> Bursting out of darkness <br/> Running for the light <br/> A crawling infestation <br/> An all consuming force <br/> Tainted inheritance <br/> I heed your call! <br/> <br/> Madness of the tombs <br/> Here I come <br/> <br/> Lead (ESB)

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

I saw her coming from afar <br/> at first faint light of day <br/> The lady riding on a horse <br/> as white as she was pale <br/> <br/> She bade me take her by the hand <br/> and ride with her away <br/> Her promise whispered at my birth <br/> the one that never fails <br/> <br/> She’ll take me down a winding road <br/> she’ll take me through the gates <br/> And when at last the crossroads come <br/> I’ll see which path she’ll take <br/> <br/> Lead (GMH) <br/> <br/> Now I must bid farewell my friends <br/> we shall never meet again <br/> So raise your glass and sing old songs <br/> make sure that you live well <br/> <br/> Cause in the end a day will come <br/> when you too have lost your way <br/> You’ll meet the lady on her horse <br/> as white as she is pale <br/> <br/> To those who rush to meet your gods <br/> Know that you may fail <br/> Close your eyes, pray she rides fast <br/> There are Black Hounds on your trail <br/> <br/> Black Hounds… <br/> Black Hounds on your trail! <br/> Black Hounds… <br/> Black Hounds on your trail!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Among shifting dunes <br/> Of a windswept coast <br/> Desolate ruins <br/> of a Templar shrine <br/> <br/> Hidden in masonry <br/> Clay, granite, bones <br/> Bronze artefact <br/> forebodingly inscribed <br/> Oh take care! <br/> <br/> Give it a try <br/> Oh Whistle My Lad <br/> Know there will be <br/> an answer <br/> <br/> Quis est iste qui venit <br/> Quis est iste qui venit <br/> Quis est iste qui venit

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026