Paradiser

Bring the match, I'll start the fire 'Cause all I need is heat I've had enough, tear down the wire The desire makes me bleed I can't take this pain that reigns upon my brain And all the endless lies Still hear the screams out in the pouring rain But I won't pay the price Never to return I'm heading out for fire and let it burn I get out, get out, out of those streets of lies Hide from this never ending rain I get out, get out, out of those streets of lies I've had enough, I'm outta make my way Out of this concrete paradise From devil's gun I'm headin' nowhere The road is what I crave For all the brains that you've ripped out The reaper shoves his way

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 12, 2025

Young and free you never cared about wrong neither right Always on the winning side when you fantasized your fights But when the tale is turning And takes it's sudden twist The one and only burden Is a gun in your hand And your name on a list Your very heart is burning feel the ambition inside To kill for god and for glory You're leaving your home Not knowing what's going on You'll see the slaughtering on the burning fields Hear the clangour of the burning steel Wait 'til you fail and you will know what's right And cry out in the night Standing in the front row Now there is no turning back Armed knights of fortune Well prepared for attack And then the tale is turning And takes it's sudden twist Firing arms confront you As you find yourself running Into the blackened mist Your very heart was burning Your fate lied in your hands Gone is all the glory You left your home To walk onto no man's land

Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 12, 2025

Rowing nowhere in the black of the night They can hear them whisper, deadly in hide Little they know what the waters can hold No glimpse of fear of the stories they're told Riding on the storm, shadows of the beasts are raging No one dares to run where the devil's breed is bathing Creatures of the sea Silent in the night Seal your destiny Survival's out of sight Lurking in the deep Terror from below Last thing they'll see Creatures of the sea Mauling their victims they still their delight They can't prevent it, there's no use to fight Rapidly vanishing into the red No sign of the living, no piece for the dead Riding on the storm, shadows of the beasts are raging No one dares to run where the devil's breed is bathing They're coming to get you

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 12, 2025