Cold Are The Graves

Witness the lashes on my back, irreverent you stare<br/> Contemplate the crown of thorns as my side pulses with pain<br/> My wrists and feet, touch them, make them bleed<br/> Even with open eyes your heart doesn't see<br/> <br/> The stigmatic I am<br/> The marks of God I wear<br/> I will relieve you of your pain<br/> Call My Name!<br/> <br/> I lie down with my rosary clenched in weary hands<br/> Come see the illuminated and inhale the scent of saints<br/> Will your heart aglow with fire and bloom like crimson flower<br/> Will you let your sorrow be your soul devourer<br/> <br/> The stigmatic I am<br/> The marks of God I wear<br/> I will relieve you of your pain<br/> Call My Name!<br/> <br/> There's no regret for yesterday<br/> There's no lament for tomorrow<br/> As I sleep untouched in death<br/> Will you ever dare to follow?<br/> <br/> The stigmatic I am<br/> The marks of God I wear<br/> I will relieve you of your pain<br/> Call My Name!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

It was so long ago and far away<br/> I have forgot the name men called me<br/> The axe and spear are like a dream<br/> And hunts and wars are like shadows to me<br/> <br/> Oh, soul of mine, born out of shadowed hills<br/> To clouds and winds and ghosts that shun the sun<br/> How many deaths shall serve to break at last this heritage<br/> I search my heart and find Cimmeria<br/> Land of Darkness and the Night<br/> <br/> (I recall)Only the stillness of that sombre land<br/> The clouds that piled forever on the hills<br/> The dimness of the everlasting woods<br/> And the lone winds that whispered down the gloom<br/> <br/> Oh, soul of mine, born out of shadowed hills<br/> To clouds and winds and ghosts that shun the sun<br/> How many deaths shall serve to break at last this heritage<br/> I search my heart and find Cimmeria<br/> Land of Darkness and the Night<br/> <br/> The Night!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

It was 1347 when the ships of ghosts arrived<br/> Twelve galleys of doom entered Messina harbour<br/> In their bones they bore so virulent disease<br/> By Gods own hand, by rats and the fleas<br/> <br/> I feel death is at my door tonight<br/> As she's waiting to claim my life - with a smile<br/> She comes for poor and kings alike<br/> Holy men they flee just to survive<br/> <br/> Is this a test of our faith, should we blame ourselves?<br/> Should we turn to God for solace and whip the sins away?<br/> I've heard flagellants chanting in the streets full of cadavers<br/> Pain, pain, pain. Our journey's done in holy name<br/> <br/> I feel death is at my door tonight<br/> As she's waiting to claim my life - with a smile<br/> She comes for poor and kings alike<br/> Holy men they flee just to survive<br/> <br/> Daylight was too bright to stand<br/> Many graves were dug by hand<br/> The bodies soon littered each alley and street<br/> Till they carted them off like slabs of meat<br/> <br/> I feel death is at my door tonight<br/> As she's waiting to claim my life - with a smile<br/> She comes for poor and kings alike<br/> Holy men they flee just to survive

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Elidor - the gift of prophecy and dreaming<br/> Orias - the control of evil spirits<br/> Morax - the summoner of demons<br/> <br/> Seven powers of light and darkness<br/> Seven names to summon the Master<br/> <br/> Rise up from the seven hells<br/> We call upon your name!<br/> He that is bound shall be free<br/> He that rules shall be overthrown<br/> By the magic of the swords!<br/> <br/> Beleth - the enchanter and beguiler<br/> Flauros - the curser and the charmer<br/> And Solas - the alchemist<br/> <br/> Seven powers of light and darkness<br/> Seven names to summon the Master<br/> <br/> Rise up from the seven hells<br/> We call upon your name!<br/> He that is bound shall be free<br/> He that rules shall be overthrown<br/> By the magic of the swords!<br/> <br/> Albion the last of the seven<br/> Albion the defender!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

The sun goes down but warmth still lingers on the land<br/> The tide recedes but will it leave my footprints in the sand<br/> <br/> Remember me when I'm gone away<br/> Far away into the silent land<br/> To be never seen again<br/> <br/> Will I be remembered<br/> Will I leave remembrance behind<br/> My spirit is free<br/> But I'll never depart<br/> <br/> The music stops but the echoes play the sad refrains<br/> Will everything pass or something beautiful remain<br/> <br/> Remember me when I'm gone away<br/> Far away into the silent land<br/> To be never seen again<br/> <br/> Will I be remembered<br/> Will I leave remembrance behind<br/> My spirit is free<br/> But I'll never depart

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

A strong wind near the Golden Horn<br/> Carried our ships to the holy walls<br/> The 'Nea Romi' in the eastern sun<br/> The city that echoes with laughing light<br/> <br/> We shall take what they promised to us<br/> For too long we've been hearing their lies<br/> Teased by 'mountains of gold'<br/> We set sail to reconquer the throne<br/> <br/> The flame in the chalice<br/> The laying of hands<br/> And blood be the treasure<br/> It washes our stains<br/> <br/> Storm - the walls!<br/> They have stood for thousand years<br/> But tonight they will fall<br/> To the cross and the sword<br/> Your gold and blood!<br/> Soaring towers made of stone<br/> All was plundered, all destroyed<br/> A mock in the face of God<br/> <br/> We care not for the city, nor hold it in pity<br/> No law but our own, no eagles above<br/> Brother against brother, cross against cross<br/> The shame on our banners, our faith has been sold<br/> <br/> The kingslayer has taken the crown<br/> With Varangian swords by his side<br/> But there's no hope for him<br/> Not a soul will escape from our greed

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

I've come through the deserts<br/> And I've seen the wonders of this world<br/> I reach for the cosmos<br/> And I hear the demons howl<br/> <br/> When you call, they will wake and answer you<br/> The gates to hell are closed<br/> Here are the keys, find your own locks<br/> <br/> Madness and lore from ages ago<br/> Darkness and spells, laws of the dead<br/> <br/> Necronomicon - That is not dead which can eternal lie<br/> Necronomicon - With strange aeons even death may die<br/> And the Old Ones shall rise!<br/> <br/> Herein lies those spells<br/> To break the seals that hold in thrall<br/> The Elders and their ebon hordes<br/> I have spent my life to learn them all<br/> <br/> Some say they came from the stars<br/> Some say they were the soul of the earth<br/> When it was formed from the clouds<br/> Chant out the spell and give them life again

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

It's time - time for the darkness to play<br/> But I'm not there, I do not sleep<br/> I'm a thousand winds that weep<br/> <br/> Sonnets of grace, beauty and love<br/> Fading away with shadows galore<br/> The snowy flakes cover the graves<br/> Some opened up, the spirits awake<br/> <br/> Oh sad cypress tree<br/> Mourn over me!<br/> <br/> Cold - are the graves<br/> Moist is the soil, in vain our toil<br/> Only the stone will remember our<br/> Names - gently engraved<br/> Fading with time, none shall survive<br/> Only the cold will remain<br/> <br/> The cold grip of death!<br/> <br/> The cold of the graves!<br/> <br/> Cold are the graves...<br/> <br/> I've swum - swum beyond the walls of sleep<br/> Eternal dream, enshrouding me<br/> Death - it's just another beginning<br/> <br/> Treasures of Earth, cherished and loved<br/> Perished away, we're leaving alone<br/> The flickering light of life in its bloom<br/> Mournfully dimmed in the night of the tomb<br/> <br/> Oh sad cypress tree<br/> Mourn over me!<br/> <br/> Cold - are the graves<br/> Moist is the soil, in vain our toil<br/> Only the stone will remember our<br/> Names - gently engraved<br/> Fading with time, none shall survive<br/> Only the cold will remain<br/> <br/> The cold grip of death!<br/> <br/> The cold of the graves!<br/> <br/> Cold are the graves...<br/> <br/> On the wings of a dove<br/> Floating from the house of death, alone<br/> Falling leaf, from the tree of life<br/> All suns and days have gone down<br/> <br/> Cold - are the graves<br/> Moist is the soil, in vain our toil<br/> Only the stone will remember our<br/> Names - gently engraved<br/> Fading with time, none shall survive<br/> Only the cold will remain<br/> <br/> The cold grip of death!<br/> <br/> The cold of the graves!<br/> <br/> Cold are the graves...

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026