Hanging Garden
Album • 2013
Some proclaimed it was the seventh gate Some forebode it was the heaven's wake Yet in the end it was us All along In the nest of ten thousand cranes At long last we smothered the flame Though not in the advent of the long aspired calm Some proclaimed it was the seventh gate Some forebode it was the heaven's wake Yet in the end it was us All along The trees still stand so tall Reddened corpses that breathe no more A songless headstone for the fallen For the proud Burn I command you, burn And bring back what was taken It was taken twice Behold the brand The mark of plague Our savior of molten flesh Paint the clouds with darkness My song it echoes A wordless plea of pain After a moment of eternity It slowly falters and fades away Burn I command you, burn And bring back what was taken It was taken twice
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Carry me Oh noble wind, my ally My ashes, a squall of memory Through these barren meadows of death Monochrome scenery It basks in man's passing Our desolate wake Carry me Oh noble wind, my ally My ashes, a squall of memory Through these barren meadows of death A deserted abode A deformed burial mound No monuments of this victory A lamentation out of bounds Oh storm, arise and wake me For here remains but ash and dust You wail as if in agony Let us flee this shore, reach the primal sea A deserted abode A deformed burial mound Abandoned and devoid Here raging storms prevail Dissonant and proud
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
I remember The dawn of the final event And the countless morrows that came And went before it Uncalled yet precious in every passing Yet we played along The mummers farce With every twist of plot From the start, plain for all to see You led, I followed A pair of weary footprints Along this path Across the abyss Of fallen thrones See, the sun bore a son Luminous and warm To destroy us all Yet the strength would fail Unto sickness succumb The strongest of brows The brightest of souls Went out I will find A place for us to hide To rest and reside To linger until at last Death please us claim But not now Please not now A radiant halo of flies A silent breath of putrid lullabies For a short while our path was light Where two once strode There's no longer more than one Of man, a remnant we were The last pair, these deadly airs we shared Stalking the dead horizon, on we strode The soil, the seas, this barren earth Was ours
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
That night the crescent was high The rippling puddles in the rainfall I could feel the spirits around me Whispers faint almost gone now The silent voice of the night Resounding ever deeper within Hollow yet profound Secrets linger on None dare tread these woods anymore Here sickness bangs heavy Yet I tread ever deeper Hand in hand with the darkness We've stepped over the threshold now And felled are the gates of forever Monuments of our fall stand tall In their shadow we always will revel Severed the ties to this soil No one there to receive Lamentation for this earth There are none We've stepped over the threshold now And felled are the gates of forever Monuments of our fall stand tall In their shadow we always will revel So call my name through the dark It echoes through the night Compels me to lie down and die Lie down and die
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
Hey, don't just stand there Run with me into the ocean
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Breathe in the vapors pure Of aspirations and intentions pure Let it take root, let it sprout Exhale and feel it turn you inside out Hearken, brothers bold And remember the battles lost, some won Still the crooked nail of desperation Keeps knocking on your skull We longed to reach the stars And strived for the eternal fire Prometheus, please watch over us In our hour long since grown cold For the eternal fire Breathe in the vapors pure Of aspirations and intentions pure Let it take root, let it sprout Exhale and feel it turn you inside out Hearken, brothers bold And remember the battles lost, some won Stand vigil for those now gone Keep dreaming of salvation Never to come We longed to reach the stars And strived for the eternal fire Prometheus, please watch over us In our hour long since grown cold Forget all the atonement Keep reaching towards the cure The searing fire that cleanses It snares, entices and lures Embrace this terminal fever The one brought up with such care Turn the key of deliverance Plunge down the finger that brands you a god
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
They fear The wolves gather to run To hunt the herds now lost Against the horizon By the setting sun Carrion birds flock And they fear The shadows growing long The dusk is at the door The evenfall upon So seek shelter now Soon the darkness beckons When the shadows fall Go! Run! To where the fires still burn Few and far are the heavens This time we went wrong Too deep, too far, gone The remaining are few Yet ever fewer we become Rain falls unpoisoned Roots strangle the abode Of man forever fallen Great trunks tower where once buildings of glass And once more man fears the dark
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
Cling to no one For no one survived Overwhelmed By the desolation You fall We lived the eve of mankind And heeded not the passing's sign So brothers mine, a lullaby To end all ages we laid down our lives The thousand vibrant tongues Silent all at once And the myriad lifeless eyes Six billion dead gazes Into the deaf, boundless, darkening sky The sun plummets An ominous crimson A void of ash and dust As far as the eye can see Nothingness is all Nothingness is all Solemn endless awe An obsolete crown A desolate throne A kingdom ours come We speak through the ages now Passionate and dark our voices strong The shadow of our headstone grows long Against the sunset, redder never before This is the requiem For the radiant daybreak The horizon painted fission red The sun plummets in the emptiness An ominous crimson in this wake of the might of men A void of ash and dust reaches as far as the eye can see Nothingness is all that would meet the eye Were there any to bear witness to it Yet there are none There are none
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
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