Obsequiae
Album • 2015
This track is instrumental.
Luminous groves in twilight Alit by scarlet fire Lustrous and fleeting firmament Caressing autumnal pyre Ardent eyes with the depths of a well Silken tears upon the earth befell Weeping under the clouds Storms and gale pervade Striking the cliffs in the distance Tears of silver cascade Fields now lay trodden in amber And leaves of gold sprawl the mire Dying needles of the tamarack Released as the branches grow tired Hear my words Touch my hands Fires now burning Where foliage now stands
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
Labyrinthine pathways Follow the serpentine course of the river Verdant trails above spirits Where the secrets of language linger As a boy I wandered and by the sounds of pipes enchanted My sylvan home - where the roots of my youth were planted I hear the wooden floors - now as before The sound of the ones I left at my old cabin door Sylvan kingdom, serene majesty A love endured by the moons gleam Vigil reverie awaiting the dawn Now through death our spirits live on It was here I cared for the animals And tended the gardens needs Basked in the sunlit meadow And gazed through the light in the leaves Not one of them remains in this silent hall Here where I sleep until all ages fall
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Sodden floor of the woodlands Scattered with severed petals Beneficence of the Springtide Observed by a younger Sun When all songs are heard And buds are on the bough The Goddess's pale countenance Reigns over all that grows White as the footprints of Olwen The flowering ash reveals Sap of the sky-fallen manna Harvested in the ancestress's fields Dull and faded ochre stains the landscape like iron Pools of a vernal paradise Reflect the splendors of the season In a furious palette of iridescence Where the Meliai bathe undisturbed Light of equal duration Radiance shown upon stone Emanating aligned formations Shadows cast a vernal unknown
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Calm as a pastoral sky Reposeful and rehearsed Anteros appeased by her fortitude As she draws the blade in hand Blazing Autumnal radiance Fleeing beasts from the weald Diana clasped her anlace Readied her arrow's course Drawn now into the ether Debitum Naturae Swiftly taming the wilderness with fervor and devotion To nourish the depth of thought That the same fate now comes for us all Calm as the pastoral sky Remorseful in contrition We await the arrow's fate Hunted into submission Coldness fills my veins The stillness of my heart Cast me to the otherworld Where we may never part
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Resonant strings of devotion By which all life is allured Echoed the crests of the Tracian ocean To the forests where they were procured Carried through the oaken woods And by Eurydice was admired She came to him in her supple grace And was all that he desired No sooner than their love was bound And their vows were solemnly spoken The young bride struck by a serpent And Orpheus' heart was broken Burdened by grief, he appealed with song To the Gods who rule the dark and silent world He struck his lyre and they were charmed to stillness As the passion in his strings unfurled Ixion's wheel was motionless As the underworld was met with tears. "The debt of life was paid too soon, Let me have her the rest of my years" "You may have her but you must not look upon her until you've passed through this realm" They journeyed back through the worlds At first light Orpheus rejoiced He turned back to catch his love In the moment she was destroyed For the rest of his life in the absence of light Every shadow held a phantom His songs were played with mournful wishes And a hope the fates might grant them
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Achlys scorned her reflection Glaring through darkened water Framed by stone and obscured forms Beckoning the Keres slaughter Why is it that men are born As flowers never to bloom? Seeking the wisdom of ages Before they're taken too soon Where was I when I was lost? Before I was I among you? Was it fate that led me to this place Or my sorrow passing through? I once spoke to the forest Without the company of another The solitude that she allows Like secrets between lovers Offerings were left this night So that others might know tomorrow When all of us have kept our words Our lives with end in sorrow
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
In the hour of the fading sun Old songs can be heard Over the moors in the ash and oak Where the spirits heed their words The lone hymns that were weaved and spun Before the age of fern Felt on the air by the hands of those Whose crying hearts still yearn Orphic rites of the mystic Communion with the Gods The heart is pulled in rapture By the currents of the ocean The fragrance of cedar passes By lantern lit devotion The pulse of the clamoring drum Mimic the flames growing faster As the spirits of night listen And the owls surrounding answer
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
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