Skeleton Lake

I would return to you With all I can carry Remedies, honey and milk Every little thing A dim world behind me now Devoid of all purpose I reach towards the gentle darkness Alluring and warm Time standing still Filled with flowers of yesteryears Pristine in their withered guise As you are in my memories The stone is still and mute Standing amidst the tide With me in silent waiting For one never to return? Still, your words are branded A tether on the shore of my soul Vivid days gone, they bind me Break the surface now This is not the day we part That day is still in the distance The beacon’s fire burns tall Harrowing the gathering darkness This is not the day we part That day is still in the distance Your star divides the night It brings me towards your light

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Where has it gone, that fire That from the darkn ess kept us Where all the righteous souls With flames in their eyes Yet in the end The gilded tongues Yes, in the end They burrowed in spines Yet in the end, the gilded tongues They were serpentine Step forward, lost seeker Read the signs of silence Come close, turn the last stone Truth lies in violence See the limbs of chilling mist Creeping these desolate halls Searching, it seems for solace For some haven From this terrible cold Yet in the end, the gilded tongues They were serpentine Yes, in the end, the gilded ones They were serpentine

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Through the frozen pane I see the summer still I feel the warm, caressing rain I hear the wind on the hills Through the August nights The feel of the warmth of another Searing harmony within Oh never again Will you share this dance with me With this dance all music dies Here is where our voices cease This is where our ways will part This fleeting memory Grains of sand through my hands It runs, like we did once Oh dearest one Will you share this dance with me With this dance all music dies Here is where our voices cease Here I bury my wretched heart

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Taas matkaatko pohjoiseen, ystävä? Usvaisten vesien äärelle Ikimetsien siimekseen Tunturin paljaalle laelle Viekö polkusi kauaskin, kerrothan Lempeän hämärän äärelle Puiden varjoisaan katveeseen Lempeiden purojen rannoille On jälkesi sielussa sinetti Tulella merkitty muisto Hengestä valettu kuiskaus Sydämeen kirjottu loitsu Kun käyn itsekin matkalle, ystävä Soiden synkille sijoille Kirkkaiden vesien varrelle Viekö matkasi minua vastaan?

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

This trail, ever winding Grown over and tread on by none There was a time when all the paths were open All steps have fallen silent since Never an uttered word We are gone, lost and forgotten This world has seen the eve of your kind The kind that had the will to destroy The kind that wielded the power of the sun They are gone now, gone forevermore They possessed the hearts And hands to wield the fire That very fire now smothered and died This trail, ever winding Grown over and tread on by none Only ghosts walk this road of bones

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

All the grief and the rage This sorrowful tryst, forsake I will carry your tears They shall travel the winds And fall on my skin See all the things still animate The tardigrades and centipedes See all the things still animate Inherit this Eden we’ve left for them I am the mountain, the wind A candle Against the night I will carry your fears They shall travel the seas To distant shores far away It will come Brighter dawn Our absence Now full of life My skin, to shield your memory Shield your remains

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025