Nocturne

The vague silhouette rising In the misty cradle of my dreams I hail you, dark goddess of light Embodiment of my hopes, princess of the night Don't dissolve in the silver of stars And in the loose clouds Let me be with you Enchanting full moon

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 14, 2026

Through the dark forests and mysterious swamps I hear the cry of desolated souls scattered in the cold night sky Went astray and dissolved in the spectral starlight Traveling above the mirror lakes and moonlit plains I can understand the eternity And the harmony of the being shattering by you Who are the deaf and blinded seed of ancient vices Hear our cry and follow the winds that will take you To our pagan bonfires flaming in the name of our Mother And exalting us to the majestic and cold night skies As the midnight is coming, pouring in the illusive twilight Wolves will announce the reign of the night with their moonlight anthem And all the birds and the beasts will become our brothers And under this mourning moon you will recognize and feel the sorrows Of our slavonic souls drowned in the soft fog of our dreams I'm walking in the night and grief chains my heart When the autumn forest looses it's leaves Tears of lost ages wash our souls and the Earth becomes black

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 14, 2026

Oblivion and melancholy cover my way. Night opens the door in the cobweb of time. My spirit is free and I'm going away by the path of the past, to the world of my prime. Lucifer, come to me, help me, my new father. I'm dying in the gloom of ages, in the chains of mother Earth. Hear my voice in the rustle of leaves, my ancient song in the howl of wolves. This forest is the cemetery of pagan souls and only the moon will remember our tears. I'll flap my wings and fly towards the moon wrapped in the clouds. I am lonely raven of your ancient dreams, I am your fear and your broken hope.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

How art thou fallen from heaven, o Lucifer, son of the morning! How art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations. For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God: I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, In the sides of the North: I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High. Yet thou shalt be brought down to Hell, to the sides of the pit.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

Through the dark forests and mysterious swamps I hear the cry of desolated souls scattered in the cold night sky Went astray and dissolved in the spectral starlight Traveling above the mirror lakes and moonlit plains I can understand the eternity And the harmony of the being shattering by you Who are the deaf and blinded seed of ancient vices Hear our cry and follow the winds that will take you To our pagan bonfires flaming in the name of our Mother And exalting us to the majestic and cold night skies As the midnight is coming, pouring in the illusive twilight Wolves will announce the reign of the night with their moonlight anthem And all the birds and the beasts will become our brothers And under this mourning moon you will recognize and feel the sorrows Of our slavonic souls drowned in the soft fog of our dreams I'm walking in the night and grief chains my heart When the autumn forest looses it's leaves Tears of lost ages wash our souls and the Earth becomes black

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 14, 2026

Millenniums, swallowing lives of nations and casting generations down in the dust and oblivion, mortifying hopes of people, why can't I touch your spectral surface. Why can't I see my future and my past? Chronicles of mankind's existence, ruins of great cities, all drowned in the time sand, all was life somewhere, somewhere in the past. (But could I be there?) River of times flowing with countless streams of lives, parallel realities and unrealizable future, can I find my ship in you? Whirl of destiny and the waters of Chronos are interlacing in the thin string of life. Voices of infinity are heard in the every thought and every thought is the beginning of lives of many. Every soul is eternal in the tunnels and roads of possible destinies. And I will pour myself in this flow of time. I will leave my trace in the page of eternity.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

Daylight leaves this world again, the burning ball called Sun Now again must go down, behind the inaccessible line Wings of the night are low above me, night wrapped deserted fields Mist is trembling above the lake, above the trees and weeds Nocturne Meadow under nightly sky In the calling light of stars Nocturne Wind whispering from shady fields Indescribable beauty of the night Far and lonely silent shadows are flitting in the starlit fields Wrapped in the dismal fog, gloomy hills are lying White light of the moon is reflecting in the cold mirror of the lake In the smooth of the water I can see night sky I am standing among the vast of the night I see forgotten faces. In whisper of the lonely wind I hear forgotten voices... so far away... and so near The night is penetrating in my mind, it's beauty is penetrating in my heart I don't need the reality of this world any more I'm raising on the wings of the night into black and cold sky I'm raising far away from this dirt, my suffering is ending now I don't need the light of this world any more My spirit will be free at last now The Moon takes me

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 14, 2026

How art thou fallen from heaven, o Lucifer, son of the morning! How art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the nations. For thou hast said in thine heart, I will ascend into heaven, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God: I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, In the sides of the North: I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most High. Yet thou shalt be brought down to Hell, to the sides of the pit.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

Daylight leaves this world again, the burning ball called Sun now again must go down, behind the inaccessible line. Wings of the night are low above me, night wrapped deserted fields, mist is trembling above the lake, above the trees and weeds. Nocturne Meadow under nightly sky In the calling light of stars Nocturne Wind whispering from shady fields Indescribable beauty of the night. Far and lonely silent shadows are flitting in the starlit fields, wrapped in the dismal fog, gloomy hills are lying. White light of the moon is reflecting in the cold mirror of the lake, in the smooth of the water I can see night sky. I am standing among the vast of the night, I see forgotten faces. In whisper of the lonely wind I hear forgotten voices... so far away... and so near. The night is penetrating in my mind, its beauty is penetrating in my heart. I don't need the reality of this world any more, I'm raising on the wings of the night into black and cold sky. I'm raising far away from this dirt, my suffering is ending now. I don't need the light of this world any more. My spirit will be free at last now. The Moon takes me.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

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Do you hear? These voices in the wind, these sounds from everywhere. The silence is suppressing, thousands of voices inside my mind. Calling, waiting. Shadows that are lurking behind. Whispering. They are waiting for me, dark and cold. There is the only choice. Ohh, ancient spirits, I'll rejoin you soon. I see the way, the ancient prophecy comes true. I see the way, this shining sacred knife. This world for me is not real now, I have to go away. Away to see Them face to face. Away... I'm the chosen, I'm the only one, They told me. Few seconds left for me to live here... Release from life, the great relief. Cold steel of my blade is near. It rips through me, I cut my flesh. And pain surrounds my body, sweet escape. But sudden thought appears in my mind. Until death takes me, can't get rid of it. "What if the prophet was a liar?" Until...

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

Devastation... Vast dead deserts are all over the world. Burnt lands lie under rays of the scorching sun. Once it gave lives, it gave warmth and light to the blossoming planet. Now it brings only destruction, it withers the Earth through the rarefied, poisoned atmosphere. Reminders of war are everywhere. Dead and dried remains of the last mankind's insanity are like the tombstone on this huge grave. No one had survived. Humans killed theirself with their own deadly weapons. Annihilative devices were the top of creation. A global crisis in consciousness. The peak of science's progress was the death sentence for all forms of life. Ruins, ashes, death. All what we left at parting. Farewell...

Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 15, 2025