Stormvold
The Usurper's Winterblood<br/> <br/> A wind of storming ravens comes from the horizon<br/> And the moon follows the thunder into black skies<br/> The cold and sharp frost carve into my skin along the bones<br/> And every flower unthorned seems to weep<br/> Every cave seems to suffer from dark forces' extinction<br/> Grimness march over every cliffs and descends in valleys<br/> And every beast wander along with their hearts<br/> <br/> Refrain:<br/> Not last, but still in plague-acting ways<br/> I crawl at the ground, my soul lurks for blood<br/> The Usurpers Winterblood<br/> <br/> Owls up high, will never weep nor cry<br/> Shields of the rainbow is broken<br/> The winds carry the weapons of frost, snow and thunder<br/> Paths unwalked opens, while wolves are gleaming and staring<br/> Devoured by the flaming darkness<br/> <br/> Into the forestare of winds and pale frost<br/> Storming through the gate, not forever lost<br/> Beyond the burning branches and freezing treetops<br/> Wolves howl bitterly to the sky above the raging mountains<br/> Not for the awakening of the moon, but for the endless stream of the Usurper's Wintermoon<br/> <br/> Repeat refrain
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Fogflames<br/> <br/> The forest of carnivore storms<br/> Throw spell upon wings of my ravens<br/> Beyond, the torches are lifted high<br/> To stop the heart of the breeding darkness<br/> Through the fog, burning souls still march<br/> In spite of the frozen silver thorns<br/> <br/> Carry their hearts still unable to fly<br/> Never to fight my ravens, nor thy owls<br/> See the flames burning through my forest<br/> and the hate cover up with the fog<br/> A reek of burning blood, breed thy might<br/> In the carved and still bloodred skull<br/> <br/> Refrain: Beholded by the eyes of fighting owls<br/> Wolves lurk through forest and behind stones<br/> Fogflames<br/> <br/> Repeat verse 2<br/> <br/> Repeat refrain<br/> <br/> Again the weather was burning<br/> But not the wings of my ravens, nor thy owls
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Wolves of Graven Hate<br/> <br/> In the forest of stormstolen branches<br/> Breeds the hate of lonely wolves<br/> For years they have eaten tender hearts<br/> But not from those with a thornful skin<br/> Burnt souls fall dead from the mist I wander<br/> Beware what's act behind each stone<br/> <br/> And every eye counting my steps<br/> A marching thunder crushes through the clouds<br/> Stones roll down from the mountain sides<br/> Spirits crawl back to their ravens nests<br/> Wolves of Graven Hate<br/> <br/> Again freeze along with their hearts<br/> The path turn bloodred like the skies<br/> And the wood in the front drown in darkness<br/> Over the stoneless field I walk<br/> Still on the path where blood stream<br/> And where eyes of wolves always gleam<br/> <br/> <br/> Onward I go, and my shadow creeps<br/> Wolves are storming through the forest<br/> Beyond branches where owls violently stare<br/> <br/> Repeat verse 2
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Pyre at the Tarn<br/> <br/> Love laid to burn on wood so bitterly hatched<br/> From the forest I adore, and where my souls still breed<br/> Not on paths walked eternally, but on grass never seen<br/> Loss have always walked with a bloodred face<br/> <br/> Shearing the spell of winds lurking in the front<br/> As in sun-stolen paradise, the darkness grows<br/> Still along with the winds and beating waves<br/> Spawn like demons walking firely on the glades<br/> In spite of the rainful rage of storms<br/> <br/> Refrain:<br/> Carry wood through woods, to a burning spot<br/> Far from forest deep and valleys where<br/> children weep..... Pyre at the Tarn<br/> <br/> An elder storm of grief on raven wings<br/> spit into the chasm of golden stones<br/> And leaves fall beyond burning bats<br/> But not from wolves with a heart in jaws<br/> A loss of dawn keep the moon awake<br/> lurks from the hill to see what the flames shall kill<br/> A victim, not for the eyes of the sun<br/> <br/> Repeat verse 2<br/> <br/> Repeat refrain<br/> <br/> Love laid to burn on wood so bitterly hatched<br/> From the forest I adore, and where my soul still breed
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Following the Growls<br/> <br/> Carving the ground with a stake of darkness<br/> impales the blackness with a torch of sins<br/> follow the deep and sadful growls<br/> along the path branches for years have hidden<br/> <br/> And a ground where thorns look lovely<br/> in spite of the weaving flowers of sin<br/> listen to the growls disappear into the woods<br/> to end in the chasm where the chorus of the wind sings<br/> listen to the owles flying behind<br/> to the years when truth the sins will find<br/> I chant ancient rhymes,<br/> behind trees in the shade of the light<br/> <br/> Along the blood-rushing river I walk<br/> through the breezful forest, my stormy lungs get filled<br/> Point out the eyes of agony with the hate<br/> From this side of the river, on my golden path<br/> <br/> Following the Growls......<br/> carry the leaves of my withered soul<br/> as I follow these growls and still will<br/> to the millennium when stones turn to ashes<br/> <br/> And a ground where thorns look lovely<br/> in spite of the weaving flowers of sin<br/> listen to the growls disappear into the woods<br/> to end in the chasm where the chorus of the wind sings<br/> <br/> Along the blood-rushing river I walk<br/> through the breezful forest, my stormy lungs get filled<br/> Point out the eyes of agony with the hate<br/> From this side of the river, on my golden path<br/> <br/> Following the Growls......<br/> carry the leaves of my withered soul<br/> as I follow these growls and still will<br/> to the millennium when stones turn to ashes<br/> <br/> When the solstice perform on the sky<br/> the sun soon dead leaves applaud with joy<br/> until the autumn and when the thorns perform
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026