Marquesse - In Shackled Grip They Weep

Cold...
So cold...
Alone...
So alone...

Dreams…
Fading...
Death…
Awaiting...

Hope…
Leaving...
Life…
Ending... Открыть страницу с текстом

Crimson blood upon the altar
Blackened by scorching fire
Dread rituals in the gloom
The end of man is nigh

In terror of death they cower
Beneath an invisible god
Yet faithless is their existence
A curse upon their miserable lives!

A shadow looms over humanity
Purification in fire awaits
The weaklings beg for mercy
As the corpses pile ever higher

The strong shall inherit the earth
Free of the binds of divine wrath
The faithful shall be rewarded
By his eternal glorification Открыть страницу с текстом

Above the raging sea
Fly the ravens high
Thought and memory
Eyes of the All-Seeing

Upon the raging sea
Ride the warriors grim
Green and pleasant land
Will drown in rivers of blood

They come with the rising sun
Possessed by the fury of the gods
The lambs are slaughtered in droves
Blackened lies the altar

The treasures of the ancients
Now the spoils of bloody war
Descendants of the firstborn
In shackled grip they weep

Above the raging sea
Still the ravens fly
Never resting, ever seeing
Until the longships return home Открыть страницу с текстом

In the shroud of darkness lies a solitary figure
An ancient being lost to the depths of time
The radiant eyes watch me as I crawl
Into the presence of his dreadful majesty

Forsaken am I, o Terrible One!
I have lived in misery and despair
I seek freedom from the suffering of life
And an end to this eternity of torment

In the hall of the ancient Wyrm
I lie in blind veneration
In the eyes of the ancient Wyrm
I glimpse the shadow of death

In the hall of the ancient Wyrm
I lie in the presence of death
In the flames of the ancient Wyrm
I awake to a life of glory Открыть страницу с текстом

The ancient wisdom has long been forgotten
The ancient forests have long been barren
The ancient dwellings have long been abandoned
The ancient ones are now no more

From the depths of time comes a vision of truth
Of blood lust, pride and glory
Of green fields and soft earth
Of a people unbound and unchained

The mighty sword of sharpened steel
The burnished helm of radiant bronze
The fearsome warrior and the valiant steed
A distant memory shrouded in the mists of time

The old ways will return once again
To renew a land of death and decay
To revive a people in dread and despair
To free the shackles that bind us all

The mighty sword of sharpened steel
The burnished helm of radiant bronze
The fearsome warrior and the valiant steed
I see them with my awakened eyes Открыть страницу с текстом

Fading light, tortured night
A fleeting glimpse of hope
Waning sight, flame once bright
The final hour draws near

The moonlit path leads me ever further
A solitary figure beneath the bleak sky
And when I reach the journey's end
These gates will never open for me

I stand atop the mountain's peak
Above the cares of this mortal world
Beyond the womb of endless time
And the grave of this cursed life

Dying moon, veiled doom
A fate long foretold
Sombre dawn, sight forlorn
The dead will not know grief Открыть страницу с текстом

With golden eyes and silver tongue
He stands mighty, accursed and alone
Screams of horror echo in the night
As the false prophets burn in flames

I look up at the blazing sky
My heart is filled with wonder and delight
I look down at the trembling earth
As the slaves bow in submission

O Mighty One
Thy will be done
I swear to thee
Thy reign be o'er earth and sea

O Morning Star
Thy flame afar
I swear to thee
Thy reign be o'er earth and sea

The trees lie withered
The night is still
The stench of death is all around
The eternal winter begins Открыть страницу с текстом

In the midst of the forest
Lies a marble tomb
In silence lay the dweller
Until the night came

A tempest arises in frenzy
Trees are borne to earth
The cold stone lies shattered
The sleeper has awakened

A corpse upon a gibbet it once was
When the witchfinder roamed the lands
Acolyte of the arcane arts
Now tormented in death

Blood of the innocent upon its lips
It swoops upon the earthly flock
Vampiric pleasures adorn the night
While sorrow came upon man

As dawn approaches, it is gone
Vanished into the shadows
And when the cold moon rises
The hunt begins anew Открыть страницу с текстом

As the shadows grow ever longer
I am drawn to the heart of the forest
Walking as one in dreamlike silence
I feel the coldness pierce my veins

Wanderer in a living realm
Between oblivion and nothingness
You will find no home here
Tarry no more in this desolate land

Hatred surges through my heart
A ravenous beast awakens in the night
Gluttonous rage awaiting to be quenched
Enter the kingdom of Death

Too long have I walked in nightmares
Sorrow enshrouds my every being
The darkness is growing ever stronger
I know what I must do Открыть страницу с текстом