[Chronicles of the Fallen]: Suicidal Deity

How do you kill

A God?

You

Don't

You

Watch

Eventually

Wait

He will

Grow tired,

Alone,

Wishing to be dead,

Become mortal,

Forget,

Grow up,

Grow weary,

Rebel,

Grow tired,

Grow old...

But for a mortal,

Growth is Death,

His spirit thus,

Forgetting what HE was,

Joining the realm of the dead,

Rising or falling,

To glory or decay,

Forever to forget

What HE ever meant...

Autumn Leaves

"How we became Fire?

Slaves to the smaller Desire

Of ignoring wrong and right

When we could have been water

The shape of all things

The end of all things..."

Moonspell

Consider this, consider well,

A rose that withers,

In cold desolate winds of autumn,

Sadly will never come back

To life...

Consider when you speak,

That your words might be believed,

And some fool might guide himself,

To hit the wall

Of perdition...

Consider what you swear, consider well,

Beware of words like forever,

Beware the gulible fallen,

Wishing to believe in a moment

Of bliss

Consider who you put under your spell,

Asume they'll never forget,

Perhaps their wounds will never heal,

Perhaps your deeds will never be...

Forgiven

Consider where you'll run and hide,

Knowing that you'll be creating,

Another just like you,

Consider that and all of this,

Consider...

Lacrima

O lacrima se scurse pe obraz,

Singura,

Nevazuta...

Unicul martor al decadentei

Incotro curgi tu asa grabita?

Te vei usca in curand,

Iar Eu, netrebnicul,

Te voi nega zambind...

Dar au sa mai curga si altele,

Si au sa spere, inocente,

La neuitare,

Si la clipa de recunoastere...

Sperante inutile,

Sufletul marsavul, se inegreste,

Si inocent deschide a lor cale,

Spre a se cufunda in uitare...

Beast Within

There is a beast hidden in plain sight,

The beast offers release, instincts and power,

All that he asks for is freedom,

All that it cares for is blood...

Feel the beast inside,

Scratching away all sanity,

With pain and pleasure,

Torturing until the point of death...

No way to ease the longing,

Except the release of madness,

The animal craves for freedom,

To devour all worlds, abusing their desire...

The smell of prey enrages sweet decay,

For all he lusts, for all he wants,

To tear apart sweet flesh until it rotts away,

The animal is hidden from your sight...

Fed up with silence, seek your release,

In the tender arms of your beast,

Unleash its thirst upon the world

For in the end you'll be found willing...