Nomad Son
Album • 2010
Blinded by the witching haze of a spectral light I spiral deep into the shadow lands of the fearsome night I have become my own prey... My own prey Carving gravestone epitaphs on nameless tombs I hold the widow makers scythe, shearing dreams of gravid wombs My cries, my prey, my absolution My cries, my prey, my absolution I see the black wings of hell rising The for mourners weep and the dead grieve for the dying Raven claws tear at my eyes The hangman hums my requiems reprise I see the black wings of hell... I see the black wings of hell... I see the black wings of hell... I see the black wings of hell
We plunder the sea-star skies Our masts blazing through the afterglow, fulfilling our destiny We are the ones, marauding the aeons Regnant and proud, hypnotized by prosperity Doom! Paragons of perdition; sovereigns of ruin Fleeing from the diseased earth We journey through halls of death Consumed by gluttony and greed We ravage this callow world We bring weapons of odium; the serpent seed Masters of misconception; tyrants of deception Can there be renewal and re-birth? We sought the rainbow bridge to Asgard Where even grave garlands of asphodel shine in the winter bane We dreamt of sweet spring orchids over gentle meadows strewn Only for our hopes to be crushed by the anvil of doom We plunder the sea-star skies Our masts blazing through the afterglow, fulfilling our destiny We are the ones, marauding the aeons Regnant and proud, hypnotized by prosperity Doom! Paragons of perdition; sovereigns of ruin Fleeing from the diseased earth Masters of misconception; tyrants of deception Lunar spell; radiation hell Sigma draconis; nuclear fission No mercy or contrition; terra nova infernalis We sought the rainbow bridge to Asgard Where even grave garlands of asphodel shine in the winter bane We dreamt of sweet spring orchids over gentle meadows strewn Only for our hopes to be crushed by the anvil of doom Sigma draconis... The anvil of doom Sigma draconis... The anvil of doom
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
Nesting like a plague of locusts Shedding your skin over vacuous tombs Draining the blood from the mandrake's root You dance to the tune of the wizard's lute Hiding behind plastic mannequin faces Masquerading your false pretences Riding the grinding wheel of the circus you call life In your world of void, reality dies, you become your own lies Comatose souls; let the ringmaster tame your woes Eat your lion's share; raise your looking glass if you dare Fall on all fours to the crackle of the whip Taste the unending hunger lingering on your ravenous lips Comatose souls; let the ringmaster tame your woes Eat your lion's share; raise your looking glass if you dare Fall on all fours to the crackle of the whip Taste the unending hunger lingering on your ravenous lips
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
You have longed for a new morning Begged for the light of another day But your fears are there to greet you And you know that they are here to stay Here to stay... Yeah! When you stare into the abyss inside you And peer into the nethermost recesses of your mind The ghouls that torment your conscience have come to guide you Why do you find them so bitter and unkind? So unkind! You can't turn the tide Or smother the guilt deep inside Settle your dues, for there shall be hell to pay For you know you've long gone astray You can't turn the tide! You can't turn the tide! You can't turn the tide! You can't turn the tide! Mesmerized by the ruin in all that gleams You walk the beaten path of your crippled dreams Do not test the tempter, for he is not what he seems Take the long road to the one that redeems Your crippled dreams! You can't turn the tide Or smother the guilt deep inside Settle your dues, for there shall be hell to pay You know you've long gone astray
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
Your will and resolve have weakened; time has taken its toll You lay battered and defeated; but you retain your impudence and gall You tried to shred the memory of martyrs who did not die in vain And erected monoliths of travesty and tributes to the inane You brutalised integrity and repute with tongues of spite You severed the hand of justice claiming divine right You fed the spellbound masses a cacophony of lies And vanquished the quill of dissent that sought to open your eyes You're guilty as sin; deceit will never win The hour of our vengeance rides on the avenging winds The dice are played; meet the wrath of the downtrodden The vice that quelled our freedom is forever broken... Forever broken You're guilty as sin Guilty as sin Sin! You crushed the zeitgeist of change and the lifeblood of the weak You weaved webs of privilege and power and trampled the meek You killed the joy of laughter; you created generations without soul You caged the defiant and conjured a culture of thought control You're guilty as sin; deceit will never win The hour of our vengeance rides on the avenging winds The dice are played; meet the wrath of the downtrodden The vice that quelled our freedom is forever broken... Forever broken You're guilty as sin... You will never win Guilty as sin!
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
Burdened by betrayal and the tyranny of sin forever we beseech you Lord - our paraclete king breathing life to a covenant cast in stone Crowning your reign through a martyrdom foreknown as you emerged Triumphant over the shadow of death the demon apostate whimpered And cried your rebirth gave sight to the blind and life to the dead the Once mighty realm of the earth cowered and died sentinel of truth; Finality undone unchaining our shackles from the iniquitous one soul Messiah; pillar of fire obscuring the darkness; purifying sanctifier Shunned and mocked by a wreathe of thorns you mounted, your cross Assailed and forlorn those who cherished you, rejected you in shame As your blood cleansed the hills of golgotha... you called his name you Are the key to the scroll of the seven seals; the eye of eternity dwelling Eternally within, son of the morning star you light the path to our destiny burdened by betrayal and the tyranny of sin forever we beseech you my Lord - our paraclete king your rebirth gave sight to the blind and life to The dead the once mighty realm of the earth cowered and died sentinel of truth; finality undone unchaining our shackles from the iniquitous one Soul messiah; pillar of fire obscuring the darkness; purifying sanctifier
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025
We cross the still waters of Acheron And bid farewell to the sepulchral stare of Charon beyond the restless calm Where the father of time awaits Nothingness dies; an oath of blood reawakens our fate In elysian plains where the winds of redemption blow From burning cinders of myrrh and stygian shores we arise Caressed by the willow's whispers and the firefly's glow The glory of our new Jerusalem radiates in the pale moon shine Shine my light.. Shine... Oh, shine... Our voices roar like the rage of the windstorm Re-writing scripts of dreams long forgone Chasing solar chariots blazing through the sky Reaching for the light that blinds the dragon's eye Like the amaranth that blooms far in amber stream meadows; we are forever immortal Rejoicing we rejoice in the splendour of the untainted crown; his temple is forever eternal The bringer of death takes flight in awe; scorned and forlorn Ending the bane of the cold winter gloom; behold the genesis of the re-born Our voices roar like the rage of the windstorm Re-writing scripts of dreams long forgone Chasing solar chariots blazing through the sky Reaching for the light that blinds the dragon's eye
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
"By the multitude of your iniquities, in the unrighteousness of your trade, you profaned your sanctuaries; so I brought fire out from your midst; it consumed you, and I turned you to ashes on the earth in the sight of all who saw you." (Ezekial 28:18) Twisting into form; born from the black Into the liar lair of the worm Unknowable, unseen; unspeakable sins that glean (fuga satanae) He shall cleanse the ages From the evil that nurtures the sinews of our pain The throne of judgement unveils our path Unceasing like the ever falling rain Holding the keys of Hades Bereft from the shelter of the eternal keep The sons of Cain who bow to you will wail and grieve (fuga satanae) The throne of judgement Fuga satanae The throne of judgement He shall cleanse the ages From the evil that nurtures the sinews of our pain The throne of judgement unveils our path Unceasing like the ever falling rain "Behold, I am against you, o Sidon, and I will manifest my glory in your midst. And they shall know that I am the lord when I execute judgments in her, and manifest my holiness in her; for I will send pestilence into her, and blood into her streets; and the slain shall fall in her midst, by the sword that is against her on every side. Then they will know that I am the lord." (Ezekial 28:22-23) I am the lord Fuga satanae I am the lord Fuga satanae Fuga satanae Fuga satanae I am the lord
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
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