Where Angels Dare Not Tread

Upon shallow graves The sisters (are) dancing Upon the bones of seven dead Through raven's eyes The ghosts are watching Through a realm of pain They slowly move Seven daggers buried deep The seven sisters never sleep On this night of the scarecrow The blood-moon shines Seven corpses never found The masque of the dead They wear tonight The seven sisters with raven's eyes For the angel - the Scarecrow - the broken one Whose wings are but shadows in the setting sun The unhallowed sisters dance tonight Kissed by the devil in the pale moon light Seven phantoms - seven graves Seven sisters without names Blessed by the Scarecrow Blessed by the night Torn and broken shadows dance The angel is watching In shrouds of mist and spiders web The seven sisters with raven's eyes

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Torn apart The moonlit night The silence And then no more Left to die In another dream I would shine It would be mine... The silent one before me rise I watch him glow... So cold and naked... His eyes are burned away I stare into the darkness Where nothing can be seen Tears fall from my weary eyes Nothing can be seen Fading dreams and visions Purity has its price The silent one, the Endless... Staring with empty eyes Across the room upon the wall Motionless I hang Denied my life In another dream I would shine It would be mine... Torn apart The moonlit night The silence And then no more Left to die In another dream I would shine It would be mine... The silent one before me rise I watch him glow... So cold and naked... His eyes are burned away And one by one The statues came to life As if driven by an unseen force Slowly they moved With heavy steps through the portal Toward the great unknown And then... No more...

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Upon the moor A ragged shape So silent stand In your dreams With outstretched wings The Angel dance So dark and fearful Can you see his face? And then another vision Will this never end? Dark and deep The endless sea Where the dreamer dwells Belial felt The dragons breathe Then the Angels fell To play among the shadows Can you hear them call? Penetrate the silence Will you heed their call? Another night The Broken one Is back again The Scarecrow Can't be banished Who will hear you pray? Upon the moor in silence Heed the dreamers call It penetrate the silence Will you heed their call?

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Black blood. Dust and ashes. In the spiders web the fly is lost Dead eyes in darkness prying Within my corpse the worms still crawl Bleached bones 'round my throne lie scattered Where life once bloomed now silence rule Faceless A dark god now risen To purge the earth, to thin the heard Brought to life in silence Out of worm infested graves In darkness I've risen To curse the world again The Earth is dead... The black wounds never healing Welcome death, I've come to you The hellish pain increasing My legacy I've brought to you Brought to life in silence Out of worm infested graves In darkness I've risen To curse the world again Plaguebringer The Earth is dead...

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Pale shines the moon above me It lights my way through the desert night How much further do I have to wander? How much more must I sacrifice? Mentioned only by the mad one The nameless city - shunned by all What awaits I can't imagine In my thoughts the poet's words I recall: "That is not dead which can eternal lie And through strange aeons even death may die..." The wind... Unspeakable... so cold... so cold... A presence... in the dark... the wind... it tears my soul Behind the walls... Underneath the towers... Of this cursed city... the horror I faced... Beyond belief... I stared into the abyss... The Labyrinth... The tombs of glass... Twisted and grotesque... the demonic corpses. They looked at me... with empty eyes... And I swear... And I swear... I saw them move. The mad poet... His words... "That is not dead..."

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Voices, sweet and beckoning In your mind, leads you the way Guides you through the blackened night They've promised that you'll be safe Shadows dance before your eyes To a tune the devil plays You're mesmerized by his tender songs From the depths of the cursed lake The fog lie thick, on the surface dark At the shore you stand alone With empty eyes, at the lake you stare Soon the devil will take his bride Take his hand, join the dance Leave this world so far behind A night of joy, then oblivion Within the depths of the cursed lake

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Behind the walls I hide where the sun cannot reach me Within the tower where you can't see my face Through dust I slowly stride where the night is forever Within the tower where you can't see my face One step behind you Turn around, and I am gone You'll never see me Just a feeling that something is so wrong Each night I wander Uninvited, from the tower A nightly guest Who has come to kiss your life good-bye From the past, a shadow A phantom, in the pale moonlight I can see you Oh, how sweet is not your face in fright Your heart is pounding As you walk through the shadow of the tower I can smell your fear And I know that you know that l am near

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Time Like ice now frozen A moment An eternity Eyes Underneath the surface Watching Staring at you Cry Oblivion engulfs me Lay me down Pleasure for you Pray As a true believer My soul is lost Nothing's left for you Time Like ice now frozen A moment An eternity Dust At my endless funeral Your dreams In vain comes true Tears will drown you In pretended grief you gorge At my endless funeral The bells toll for you

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Rise Toward the surface Through the eye of the storm You'll find the way The way through the labyrinth Sweet Leviathan Across oceans of time You'll find the way Stride The path of angels Watch the shadows dance Along your way Behind your back Decomposition For each step you take For each question why Burned right before your empty eyes Scattered around the charred bones lie Wings are broken and feathers torned No tears will fall for those forlorn Pale ghosts are rising From their shallow graves To devour the last of hopes To make it fade away Psyche The ever changing tide The banner fell in the ashes Upon the field where the victims lie Transformation The way of the butterfly As seasons change with reason The truth become a lie

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Welcome, friends to feast upon the mighty bowels of God - the late In putrid stench our supper is served - rejoice and rejuvenate. Eat the sins - the rotten flesh. Devour what's left behind. Erected is our temple grand on plagued ground in your mind. Far from sunlight and deep within the womb of mother earth. The moldy tombs. The dark, damp, rooms where we, deceased, are given birth. We praise the sick - the king of death. We salute the lord of germs. Erected is our temple grand - the Temple of the Worms. Inner Sanctum - Sanctum Sanctorum Where flies do gather The Temple of the Worms Chime the Bells! The Temple of the Worms

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025