The House Spirit

In a gnarly forest of the ancient night The way is lost and hidden in conspiracy A glowing fire is lighting the abode Darkness befalls the everlasting green The sun has set and there is no way to go Surrounded by the whispers of the creaking woods Big Shadows are falling from the moon Coldness arises from the humid sparkling soil From a far coppice where the treetops fall asleep Voices are arising along their way Getting stronger with every single step Never heard this sound amidst of the Night Has the time come for a myth coming true? The reason for the harm, a reason for the plague Is it really true what the old have told? Nasty little feet bring the harm in our home The story of the old dwarven chant Always told by the oldest wood Never to be seen, never to be heard A human oath since knighthood Rumors being spread and lies go around Knights will revere and kings were crowned No one will bear, no one will dare An unforgettable sound Now so loud that it shakes the earth A reverential murmur, response from the roots The wood is pulling tight and the fire starts to flee There is no way to hide, no way to go A feast has begun in the winter’s decade Now they are ready to show their face Human’s harm is their joy of life A bloody massacre will end this day Should I run or should I rather climb? Where is the escape, where am I safe? They are near, surrounded by them This is the end, the slaughter has come A Myth was told A myth has been told so long ago A Myth was told A myth has been told so long ago Has the time come for a myth coming true? The reason for the harm, a reason for the plague Is it really true what the old have told? Nasty little feet bring the harm in our home Burning roofs and flying axes Whetting blades that compose a song A forgotten melody refreshed by the blood The chant which will once rise again

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Little gnome with scraggy hair That keeps harm in every morn Dark, alone as an elder born Let’s summon and hold the scorn Within the night a shadows creeps Between dreams it stalks and talks It makes sounds out of wooden poles ? Chill in the dark ‘till the dawn that comes Into the dark, it crawls to kill the one A charlatan, that howls in the night and occults the sun, souls getting smited Unsafe, in front of the evil eyes, it dies Another night, unveil the wrath of the damned ancestors Domovoi your beard is a witness of time We will honor you appearance Be gracious Oh Domovoi, oh Domovoi We will pray for your joy Oh Domovoi, bring us luck And endow our tribe Hundreds of souls contains your mind Hollow voices deep in the night Whistling, laughing and noisy stumps Little ghost above the stove Backed bread, milk and salt Warming places that cheer your mind Swinging dances around the barn Daily prayers bring your delight Never let the fire come to an end and gets cold like a stone to your closest friend Where the daily grind covers your soul inside There should be no sorrow, but joy and pride The smallest things that seem to be hidden Alone and dark Become alive, beset Until you are dead

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Storms arise With giant waves of death When a lightning will strike the earth Peaceful vales quake and burst in flames Hear the sound of hidden stories Which were whispered in the wind Walls of stone crush into the depth of the sea Never forget the pact between life and death Howling wind spreads the seed of heavy rains Summon ancient ghosts of the sparkling flame In the rhythm of tides time remains Wilderness is calling Spirits of the oldest realm Come alive and bring the fate of our soil Fate of our soil Power of the sun Dry out the deepest lakes Force every spark of life into dust Where the future lies ahead Rain will collect your stream All dust turns into bloom The night awakes a shadow of silence Come and take a breath in the morning dawn Coldness of water, warmth of the sun Cover the sorrow with your protecting hand Create new life where death leads your land Come alive daughter of dawn Howling wind spreads the seed of heavy rains Summon ancient ghosts of the sparkling flames In the rhythm of tides time remains Nature’s rage is calling Nature’s wrath is cold Frost takes every life in chains It’s the balance of spring and fall That creates fortune or distress When the night comes up and the shadows spread again Souls of the green slowly fade into a grey Till the dawn arises and the time stands still

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025