Hanging Garden
Album • 2023
Once we sought the call of the wild Through the drudge and the dreariness The safety of bright city lights Their eternal flame in the night Away from the seething construct The gentle bars of the machine's duress Away from that industrial harmony Disassemble the cogs and the gilded wheels Now we seek shelter from the wild Deep within the construct's shade Mere shadows, we seethe in the dark Gnawing on the machine's remains Cold in spitе of the last light Deep is the night Dark in spite of a myriad firеs Cold is the night Away from the seething construct The gentle bars of the machine's duress Away from that industrial harmony Disassemble the cogs and the gilded wheels Away from the seething construct The gentle bars of the machine's duress Away from, from that industrial harmony Disassemble the cogs and the gilded wheels
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
I stand amidst nothingness In the silent haste of those now absent, ah-hah, ah-hah The cry of the voiceless monument Takes my breath away The only sound that remains I take one step, deeper yet Down the stairway of death Life's meager thread The string between two worlds divides us Life's meager thread The subtle outline against the dark The quiet in the eyes of thе others The touch on their skins indiffеrent And yet on the lips of every single soul They defined me here The yearning and solitude, ah-hah, ah-hah I take one step, deeper yet Down the stairway of death I take a step, further yet All the way to the furthest chamber Life's meager thread The string between two worlds divides us Life's meager thread The twine that will run out but we don't know when Life's meager thread The string between two worlds divides us Life's meager thread The twine that will run out but we don't know when I shall not yield before you Bow down before the strongest will I am spring, the eternal light Unending will to break free So write this unto yourself Unto your bones, unto the marrow Take the song of spring
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
On the shore The salty wind Gentle rain They're calling me And I fall with them From heaven's vault A torrent and a cloud A firebrand, a storm From welkin's shores A herald heaven-borne I fall down Atia Taranis and Týr my name Thunder Perkunas, Fire's son On the shore At world's end Searing rain It falls with me And I fall with flame From heaven's vault I fall down (I am called) Atia Taranis and Týr my name Thunder Perkunas, Fire's son (I fall down) Since the first dawn's time I have been Till the last dusk I will remain Sincе the first song I have been Till the last dancе I will remain Since the first dawn's time I have been Until the last dusk I will remain Since the first song I have been Until the last dance I will remain
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
The smell of ripe soil, of wood And gentle decay The smell of fresh rain Of things alive within the earth So familiar when all else is gone So familiar when all else is gone Far away The sun is dancing The falling night calls for the departed I walk towards the shade of the primeval trees to be forgotten As I have been bereft of memory Memory The smell of ripe soil Of things alive within the earth So familiar Weep not for me, this I have chosen To walk the path of those forgotten The trail of tears and release Far away The sun is dancing The falling night calls for the departing I heed the call, I fall upon the dusk And let my tears fall Unto oblivion I walk towards the shade of the primeval trees to be forgotten As I have been bereft of memory As I have been bereft of memory As I have been bereft of
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
My bones are scattered Upon the threshold of dusk Guarded by the spirit of dawn Seated upon black stone I guard the darkness alone The stolen fire smothered, forever lost in the dark On the hill of eternity I am one with it all On the hill of eternity I am alive My dust is scattered Along the bridge of the moon Watched over by the eternal twilight A breath upon the shore I guard the darkness alone My titan figure drowned in a Lethean tide Oh, my children Those who held aloft my light Oh, my children All but gone into the night They have all but forgotten On the hill of eternity I am one with it all On the hill of eternity I am alive Oh, my children Those who held aloft my light They have all but forgotten Oh, my children All but gone into the night And so my watch is ended on Lethean shores
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Oh, soil, tell me your story Of your journey to the land of the dead To your house of demise Let me herald your will A voice through the wasteland Through forests' silence unbroken A whisper 'midst white waters' roar Tells a story of long forgotten shores Words break, words bind Divinities' design Resound through tales In the hearts of men Voiceless I stand in the wasteland As the forests' shadow falls A whisper 'midst white waters' roar Along the long forgotten shores Turn my gaze, the shades in my eyes The dust in my soul My cold hand, a touch on the skin of the earth It bears the scythe of fate Turn my gaze, the shades in my eyes (The shades in my eyes) The dust in my soul My cold hand, a touch on the skin of the earth (The skin of the earth) It bears the scythe of fate
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Deceiver and Bor's heir Written in the book of tales we became Fallen Lucifer, a brother's kiss Upon his brow, as one they now atone Through fire and flame Across this murky unending plain Through fire and flame Bound in blood we last another day Through fire and flame Across this murky unending plain Through fire and flame Bound in blood we last another day Another day In lifeblood we are bound Fettered by a solemn fate, we remain Fallen, wе rise again The path we walk is sеt in bones As one we take this road Through fire and flame Across this murky unending plain Through fire and flame Bound in blood we last another day Through fire and flame Across this murky unending plain Through fire and flame Bound in blood we last another day We last another day Through fire and flame We walk the trail of sorrows Through mire and rain Above us the unlit sun Through fire and flame We walk the trail of sorrows Through mire and rain Above us the unlit sun Through fire and flame Resolute we push ever onward In the end we are as one Through fire and flame Resolute we push ever onward In the end we are as one
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