Utopia

Zircon's blaze might be a lure for the fad crown In the pale interior of this empty Ark Since the Orcoid orb's fast wounded me Wuth the greatest passage of a flamming spark On the North Sea, the King's Hall Dance the Jester with his serpent Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the royal blood As the likeness of a poetic fact Of a household used to this deceit of vespers gold On the ornamented throne, the previous fell Engulfed by the perfume of the sweetest kiss It's that Bergamot travels the wind of Arcane With the ugly imp naked in the nebula The hidden family in the King's own Vanishing with deep sleep dusk Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the royal blood As the likeness of a poetic fact Of a household used to this deceit of vespers gold "Thus the glorious vessel climbed On the incontournable way of the palace In the chaos of the grotesque clown Diagram of the noble malicious art The ship strugglin into horror The ruler learned with the crystal To conquer the black ice of punishment The stars grasp for their proper" The ornamented throne on the galley...Dream the black... My landscape pleases me well in this legend Wretched existence on an Atlantis burried by the lack My Eden filled of my only fantasy Following the tragic wind that made you a fool My empire befell on my beloved creation, sordid star Standing alone on this leand see of the Silvertree The acclamation of Fire to dream the last leaf Before the masquerade relive the Carnival The Juggler presanting the feast of Arthrone's King Zircon's blaze might be a lure for the fad crown In the pale interior of this empty Ark A grand ceremony for the bastard prince Who mourn his lost sphere of Archeen On the North Sea, the King's Hall Dance the Jester with his serpent Perfidious, forsaking, rotting the royal blood As the likeness of a poetic fact Of a household used to this deceit of vespers gold

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

In the infinity of the Universe Constellations are observed by a proud man His whole life dedicated to astronomy and the occult The invisible art of the unknown In this tower of the mountain highest peaks Alone with the stars and the forest so dark He found the secret of divinity The source of creation and eternity Impossible as it may seems The ultimate truth is now Part of human knowledge All in the mind of one man Must the burden be relieved by telling humanity Perhaps the beginning of a new era Of truth and light where higher beings Are cast down to control anymore On this plane of existence Would it engulf them in perpetual madness ? Trapped between two reality Wich were not meant to meet Colliding with greater powers He needs no more proves The theory is sure reality He started to laugh... and laugh... Oblivious to insanity creeping toward him Suddenly fighting for his very soul He realizes, too late, his mistake "Thou shall not cross the line..." "Thou shall respect the divine..." Now grasping the value of what he held The man knew, then, that the knowledge, should not die with him Fury in his eyes, he reached into the unseen For the powers he once swore not to use Facing his nemesis for one last time with magyk at his side He drew forth the energy of the stars, not to shine again A final burst, majestic end, no more knowledge to fear Leaving as witness only a black sky devoid of stars...

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

To raise from the earth Dark forces of old Undeads feel the appeal In a morbid dance They research the entity Wich gives them the primary state In this chaotic quest They search a relic In a world where times are upset Vestiges of future Rise in a past Era Of despair and sorrow Damned creatures wandering To their will

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Where the shadows carress the mind None is apt to revive the reason Stroking, manipulating, craving to find Attractive and irrestible is the temptation My pure soul she tasted And the savour inebriated her with desire The only one to soothe her ire This uncut jewel she could shapes without haste She charmed me with her voice, soft as the night A crystalline sound carried along by the wind by a man who starved Queen of beauty and sensual delight Nymph with an unnatural body, all of marble carved The paleness of her skin Blends oh so well with the clouds so white But her soul, filled with an infinity of sins Is like the darkest coal burried in the dephts of an abyssmal site We gave ourselves to the pleasures of the flesh In the ruins of an ancient cathedral Where in distant times, bounds and ruptures were derived Amidst shades of the pas and old memories of passion forgot Under a timeless veil... Where the shadows capture the minde None is apt to revive the reason Drinking, draining, yet loving in kind Attractive and mortal is the temptation

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

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Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Pass the life unconscious The entire light is never seen By the one who close his eyes On the sad reality of conception So years of false truth Guide existence on a reveir of deceits Ethereal dimensions Strange worlds of the Vortex Black holes are the mysterious passages For mystic places between the stars (Other forms of life grow silently Strings of existence make the sound of a sweet melody) Essence of light creates the source Creatures feel the ethereal energy The twilight time of solitude and tranquility Neutrality, law of the balance Who commands the Equilibrium For the unwinding of time Debalanced by the weight of wickedness Convert the beings who became corruptible Construct on the columns of a unique kingdom Going on a never-ending road Going in a vicious circle Spiritual abolishment of the forces of nature Loyalty, disorder, ethereal dimensions Walking the edges of middleness On these plans where the soul is dreamless Wondering where the Thinkers hide On the fringe of total madness Pawns of this futile gods-mode game of chess

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Through the sky, the blood of gof pour out on the Kobold streets Through the eyes, the villagers feel the malediction's terror Evil curse, the birds crushing on the church walls Gruesome witch, a raven tears out the High Priest eyes A witch has been put to chain, to be judged Before sentence is pronounced By a curse, the judge will die Wizard spell, His twisted mind Witch hunt, the Divine avenge himself Chosen by the funeral-pyre, call the anguish of the ceremony Her deeds of justiciary, through the century Burnt at the stake, for the sake of stupidity Ill-treatment for them, faithful to their malefice master In her last hour, her body cold to pain No confessions marks her defat What place will she inhabit amidst the firmament's infinity She who has been purified by the flames.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

From the ancient race of the immortals We enjoy the moon, us its eternal vassals Pondering our lost humanity Forever fated to wander the obscurity Hunters....hunted...harmony found in silence Breath the fresh air os the sleeping pinetrees Levitate our thoughts to the high branches Buried under the snow Pure and white as an untouched young women An erotic masquerade of soft promises Elegants and charming are we to their eyes With unnerving ease those weak beings we fool To satisfy the needs of our blood-hungry souls Ah! The bless that is to come For we pass as a gentle breeze born of strife A benediction is the journey into unlife Thus, we deliver it with a final parting kiss Oh sweet night we cherish you Let us dance under your glorious black wings Oh sweet night we hear your cries This symphony of tranquility inspiring grand bewitching waltz Oh sweet night we cherish you Les us be thou companions of suffering Oh sweet night we hear your summon This beautiful music brought forth by the wolves hymn Sumptuous feast of pale virgins Nudes under the gleam of the Silverorb In a foggy glade of a dim mounful forest Rejoicing under the pipes of satyres [Fyrenias:] "Beyond pleasure in this night of erotism Filled with delightful melodies and bloody carresses" To the perfects, we present immortality Enjoint with the powers of the night For the dark gift possess a fondness for beauty Only for those inspiring orgasm on sight Oh sweet night we cherish you Take us toward far off horizons Oh sweet night we heard your call Where dawn is no more, forever lost in time The promised Land of darkness Whispered of only in old rituals

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Forever trapped, Who will be the mold ? A new rule, a new age, for this Land of cold Sorrow and pain, give me the rage Sorrow and pain, to break out of my cage A young man descendant of Lond Is my bringer of hope "The shell so desired at last..." After so many milleniums, my name again will be Listen well children of the frost, to my unholy stoy... In my icy stronghold I sat Gazing at dark trophies of mortal defeats Encased in pure crystal snow Striving for the eternal return of the Ice Age The tale of how I fell would be too long to tell But one day came a spirit from beyond With a quest divine, an entity called Lond... With priests of the North, wizards ans swordsmen all bold Lond led these mortals where frosen death abode On a dismal night of tragedy they stood before my gate Stepping into the hearth of foulness toward their fate They came with Fire and Faith To bring me down The one reason to their hate Me the Suzerain of Cold... Their legions decimated, standing tall the Holy Land Sorcery and steel unmade me, a final spell was cast Trapped in a dimension, between the cosmos and the past Alone with my loneliness, Behold my angry song [Servant Spirit:] "An Epic tale, a prophecy The circle now is done Our King at last shall be set free When converge moon and stars Beware oh you mortals For vengeance and penance shall be ours..." Beware oh you mortals For vengeance and penance shall be mine...

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025