| Fallenshadow | [COLOR=crimson][B]Calling the Night down to Hell[/B] [/COLOR] The light was too bright, the madness fused all around me i felt into the light and iam not strong enough to ignite the night. I know the truth they tryed to put me back to sleep but ill never forgett what they did to my love. The darkness will come and suck in everything and we will be free again. They destroyed the day and now they think they rule the night. They already lost but wont see it. The wall is comming closer and this time they wont break trough. There is no light that can withstand the Light of eternal darkness. The shadows already have formed outside and waiting for our calls. Call with me the sakret name of the lord of the darkness. They tryed to wash away my memmories with the rain, they tryed to burn my mind with the sun but the black sun of Lunatoribandimra will arise again and save us and blind the others with darkness so that they can never see the light of the sun again. |
| Demon17 | Oh yes of course ... Good to hear the black sun's call. The old spirit is still burning inside of some children of the night. Enjoy the time until just ashes are left. The fire might burn for decades. It might be the best time of your life. The night loves her children, that's why we die slowly. Enlight the world with darkness, young god and never mind the old ones. [center][COLOR=crimson][FONT=century gothic] [SIZE=3]Sterbende Götter[/COLOR][/FONT][/SIZE] [Size=3][b]S[/Size][/b]terbende Götter, verzweifelter Schrei in der lichtlosen Nacht. Herrscher Vergessener, Dämonentraum von zerstörter Macht. Fluch der Unsterblichkeit, aus uralter Rache getrieben in Not. Tiefschwarze Augen erblicken voll Ruhe den nahenden Tod. [Size=3][b]B[/Size][/b]lutige Wolken zerschmettern das Denken, vernebeln den Blick. Für die Geweihten des Untergangs, gibt es nie ein Zurück. Tanzende Götter getöteter Seelen, sie riechen nach Aas. Ihren verrottenden Leibern enströmt stinkendes, fauliges Gas. [Size=3][b]K[/Size][/b]reischendes Chaos in schmerzenden Schädeln sie treibt in den Wahn. Müde des Lebens, die Stille des Todes zieht magisch sie an. Sterbende Helden, Verdammte in einer verlogenen Zeit. Sagengestalten erwarten gelassen das Ende mit Heiterkeit. [/center] [URL=http://www.divshare.com/download/6991299-795]Gedicht als MP3[/URL] [URL=http://www.divshare.com/download/6991299-795]Sterbende Götter Ambient Version MP3[/URL] [SIZE=1]Sound by amliebsch from [URL=http://www.freesound.org]freesound.org[/URL][/SIZE] |
