Did you just write a poem using band names? That's pretty fuckin' clever man.

Written by Troy Killjoy on 22.12.2013 at 03:35

Did you just write a poem using band names? That's pretty fuckin' clever man.

Thanks. I missed the conjugated verbs and prepositions though. =P Kinda hard to find these on band names.

Nice effort Karlabos.

Written by Karlabos on 22.12.2013 at 02:23

Forest Of Shadows:
A Million Dead Birds Laughing
Lunatic Gods Unleashed Winds Of Plague
In The Woods...

Dark Angels Raised Fist Without Mercy,
From Nowhere
Rain Fell Within
Scarlet Wings...

Daylight Dies
Upon A Burning Body,
Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire.
Sadistik Forest:
The Foreshadowing Malevolent Creation.

As I Lay Dying
Fates Warning
Voices Of Destiny Deals Death
Before The Dawn...

Whispering Forest:
When Woods Make Graves
Suffocation, Internal Suffering...
Until Death Overtakes Me
Six Feet Under.

Ingenuity. XD

Written by Karlabos on 22.12.2013 at 02:23

Forest Of Shadows:
A Million Dead Birds Laughing
Lunatic Gods Unleashed Winds Of Plague
In The Woods...

Dark Angels Raised Fist Without Mercy,
From Nowhere
Rain Fell Within
Scarlet Wings...

Daylight Dies
Upon A Burning Body,
Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire.
Sadistik Forest:
The Foreshadowing Malevolent Creation.

As I Lay Dying
Fates Warning
Voices Of Destiny Deals Death
Before The Dawn...

Whispering Forest:
When Woods Make Graves
Suffocation, Internal Suffering...
Until Death Overtakes Me
Six Feet Under.

Sabaton could take a leaf from your book.

Written by Guest on 23.12.2013 at 17:00

Written by Karlabos on 22.12.2013 at 02:23

Forest Of Shadows:
A Million Dead Birds Laughing
Lunatic Gods Unleashed Winds Of Plague
In The Woods...

Dark Angels Raised Fist Without Mercy,
From Nowhere
Rain Fell Within
Scarlet Wings...

Daylight Dies
Upon A Burning Body,
Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire.
Sadistik Forest:
The Foreshadowing Malevolent Creation.

As I Lay Dying
Fates Warning
Voices Of Destiny Deals Death
Before The Dawn...

Whispering Forest:
When Woods Make Graves
Suffocation, Internal Suffering...
Until Death Overtakes Me
Six Feet Under.

Ingenuity. XD

Wow.

Written by Karlabos on 22.12.2013 at 02:23

Forest Of Shadows:
A Million Dead Birds Laughing
Lunatic Gods Unleashed Winds Of Plague
In The Woods...

Dark Angels Raised Fist Without Mercy,
From Nowhere
Rain Fell Within
Scarlet Wings...

Daylight Dies
Upon A Burning Body,
Clinging To The Trees Of A Forest Fire.
Sadistik Forest:
The Foreshadowing Malevolent Creation.

As I Lay Dying
Fates Warning
Voices Of Destiny Deals Death
Before The Dawn...

Whispering Forest:
When Woods Make Graves
Suffocation, Internal Suffering...
Until Death Overtakes Me
Six Feet Under.

Revened Bizarre has sonmg Godess Of Doom, where are doom bands are listed

Written by Bad English on 06.01.2014 at 03:12


Revened Bizarre has sonmg Godess Of Doom, where are doom bands are listed

I don't know... I just didn't think of any doom bands when I made this.

She(whit her tears)

Its just a end, end of her
hopes , dreams and everything
in this dark dark road
grey days, grey skies and pale skin
tears frozen on cheek in this cold winter day
She(whit her tears)
wonder alone, come sad place to be
alone, nobody is near, just creeps
dead, heroin overdose, but still live
just she whit her tears
just she whit her fears
just she whit out me, whit out home and love
nobody is coming after, nobody is taking her home
in warm arms of bellowed one,
Its just she (whit her tears)



I cross the rivers of no return
navigation is lost, since I didnt pay
to the boat-man, since Necropolis is place...

no one's there, windows closed
noose, rope and hanged man smile's
no butter fly's just old man
He knows, I can seem I can see
But what can I do now?
Its to late
since I am sailing in river
what has no end, amd beggining
has no shores, as you mortals can see
whyle you're alive



Equalizing the score
whit heathen gods
and trying catch undying sunlight
whit blind eyes
blinded from sins of mortals
as ships start to sink
we all fade in afterlife
and what decide to wander
those will stay and wander
in crimson wasteland

"You will never be considered wise
if you aren't able to understand another human"
I feel I'm falling in ignorance.
The more I know about philosophies, the universe, the truth, everything
The less I seem to understand the others...
The less I seem to understand myself...
The less knowledge I seem to achieve.

"You will never be able to protect anyone
if you aren't prepared to be a hero"
I feel I'm falling in unsecurity.
How can I even be a hero? Do I even have a kind of superpower?
I can read my own mind...
I can travel in time. Linearly...
I can foresee the present...
I just have the same powers as everyone else.

"Every person has potential to be special
if you give the right definition of special"
I feel I'm falling in a paradox.
Did you know that every single person on earth is far better than you
in at least something?
If everyone is better than the others, aren't everyone equal?
If everyone is special doesn't that mean that no one is?
If everyone is equal then why do everyone act like they are the choosen one?

"There's no way a person can understand his purpose
if he keeps trying to understand it"
I feel feckless.
Haven't we been chasing the answer for our existence as a society since ever
and haven't we gathered more and more information, in order to find happiness?
If one can't understand himself alone, he'll ask for a partner
If two can't understand themselves as a couple, they'll build a society
If a society can't decide anything as a whole, everyone will remain unhappy.
We can't be happy if we live trying to.

The hills are my wounds
The snow are my eyes
The Wind is my breath
The crows are my cries

In the thress and streams
In the sparrows and bees
Even in snakes,my dreams live

When in ground my body sleeps
My spirit burns within thee
Lost world of my kind

Howls near gallows, calls my name, and I can see pocket size sun
Under the oath and cripted, what needs to be done to die?
Sorrowful angels, road to desolation and it cant be the destination
Dark road, I ride, and roam in eternity's fields whit out knowing why
Am I dead, I am I alive, and what is difference?

I pity my sadness while mortals watch the day
mortals do opposite as I do, I cant see anymore
those shades , it makes me see different
redemption , truth and I dont feel anything
memories are same as always
time pass by in my room
windows closed, same old air , air of the death
all is same, all I know dont remeber my name
visions and dreams,. I cant left behind
i can left this place either
all I do is pity my sadness, while mortals watch the day

The Reaper

Chaos passing - its time to meet a reaper
reaper from the gray castle, in entombed graveyard
where chaotic voices screaming my name
and the reaper, reaper is out
hunting high and low again
and I am searching into depts, I am searching light
burning candle, evil winds cant stop
paradise, I am kneeling in front of you
women, or just reflection in the depts
where shadows talk , no way to run and hide
no where to live, in land
where reaper is out and chaos passing buy
in the reaper town,
town what is my home and I stand tall
reaper can kill me, I am not afraid
reaper die ...and chaos passing by forever










I burned my tower, of evil
and left all behind
the wind and she can lick my bitter tears

the bridge, I cant decide to burn it or not
when I am crossing over
this river of memories and hollowed dreams
Just died once , dont know when it will happen for real

I saw an enslaved idol of mine
pale as me when I wonder
i have no home, just place to be
I have no friends, just holwing moon
I have no family, just spirit what wonders

What the sun will forget to rise tomorrow?

What the sun will forget to rise tomorrow?
Can our children fin the way
and can there be food for all us to eat?

What if the sun will forget to rise tomorrow?
Can there be warm safe place called home
where loved arms waiting for a hug?

What if the sun will forget to rise tomorrow?
Can wind demon destroy again?
and overflowed wallyes take our life's?





Essence of denying

essence of denying love
is made of solitude
and life became so hard
when daylight lingers no more
and portals of darkness closing in

essence of denying close ones
dont charge you no penny
just takes it one by one
and what I supose to do?
if I never have seen anything else

essence of denying life
when nothinmg left to blame
time stands still, sadness never fades
just illusion, and melancholical dreams
in wooden bad

What if the sun will forget to rise tomorrow?
hate and anger wakes up hate
forgotten in many centuries?

What if the sun will forget to rise tomorrow?
and we forgot to feed out children
can there be another new day sometimes in the future?




I am going to cross the fields --- forever
where eternity awaits in crimson wastelands
shore of gray light flashing before
so beautiful, I want to leave faster
as invisible man I am roaming
between places and dreams
just cant cope anymore
I need shivering light
of those fields where I will be
rest of eternity

Far, the hunter awaits inert
aiming his gun at the yeti
The bullets hit him and hurt
like the hunter just threw confetti
the man's expression is of scare
The giant gives him a death stare
The hunter's eyes, filled with tears
The monster's wax, filled with ears
Its strength cannot be highlighted enough
Twice as tall as the average man
Stomps the chest and shows what it's made of
He is the abominable snowman

Life is to long
but I cant decide, what to do
just hanging on or open those gates
unknown reality, and rest just fades away
cant decide it cant understand
time just seems stoping all , eternal suffering
waiting to be free
life is to long
cant go just now, cant see the difference
cant feel and understand
there no logic here today
and all is ripped apart

Her Crimson Tears

In the land of the wicked moon, under wolfs howls
where water dogs will run , juts near by wasteland
on hollow ground of wasted souls
her tears creeps out every warrior
sword forged in fire and ice
made to cut flash n bones of our enemy
her tears, under crimson moon
her tears protected by wicked spell
a new born child was born
whit her crimson tears
fool moon saga and new eclipse
can end a new chapter until its written...

Im broken
i feel sick
doc i dont know
whats wrong with me
do i need repair

life betrayed me
i am lost again
i am cold
friends are rare
drink is scares

im broken
help me
dont you go away
dont leave me
stay
ill slit your throat
if you run away

do you know
how hard it is
to pretend

leave me
stay! no go now
stay! i cant decide
fuck! what i am?
tell me

i want to kiss
i want to feel
i want to touch
i want to kill

doc,my only friend
dont you go away
give me pills
shit to get me straight
my body is numb
mind is playing its games


im broken
fixes are on the way
i dont want to fix
what i already am!

Earth and pillars

Earth and pillars
Has it own tragedies, what we all cannot know about
Just death, is one off them and wandering souls
Is screaming, 'cause there are no place to go

Earth and pillars
Are freezing cold, but 10 000 coldest winters
Cannot brake my spirit
What suffers from defragmentation
Of evil absence of human life

Earth and pillars
Seeking of vengeance,
Because tragic end is our destiny
Defragmented, mental daisies
Consequences of propaganda of elected ones

Earth and pillars
Can tell you my deepest secrets
About how black is my soul
And that I am my own enemy

Goblin Snowman as ceremony master

Into cryptic winter they came, into the coven
Whit black souls, as some say, they worship darkness
Into coldest winter night when necked witches gathered
And summon the mighty winter , snow and ice
Whit ceremony of mystic might
Given by birth from father goblin
And ceremony master brake the ice
For cold winter swim and new beginning
To we make others gossip
About new born dark ritual in before covenant
To make others talk, and forgot the heathen truth
About stories what was changed in to centuries
And what we don't told our children anymore
About wearfolfs, small forest villages and
Pilgrims what was abounded from our society
Because true sinners pretend be saints
And abounded them for worship ?

Written in stars

It is all written in stars
What to worship. What moon to summon
And when the make a ceremonial fire

It is all written in stars
When to love and when to leave a twilight zone
And open gates to new dimension

It is all written in stars
That solitude is gift of gods
Birth, death is only never-ending process
In our reality

Its ideal denying of all surroundings
Isolation and self-protection
Of all what's wrecker closer
And evil linger in this rejected room
Or greed what undone
And palter of white sing
Makes all dreams of idealism
Stay inside troubled soul
'cause the gallows are just grey
Not as they said high
Woke up dead to the world
Alive to me
I didn't kill my self
Just create my own walls
Rejected and protected
Ideas of idealism
Woke up dead
Didn't care much about
Others and my self
Just a portal
New dimension
Denying is art, for strongest people
Rejected love, wan I am wonder alone
In such cold place , they said I will fade
But all I feel is melancholy
I wonder alone, alone as I did
Rejecting and doing it again
Cause I am closed , you cannot open me
And trying means wander whit me , dead as old brick road
Where we did walk yesterday
Only I was invisible
As I am now and always wanted to be
Just idealism, poisoned by fake preachers
Fake dreams and money
Let me be, alone, cold , I don't care anymore

The Mists of Circumstance

Mists swirl around the mage's puzzled brow,
Deceiving and blinding him in a trance.
Petulance fills the air inside the tomb.
"The search for wisdom shall not be undone!"
In the corner, a book lies, waiting to
Be uncovered and put the mind to rest.
"Here Lay the Secrets of Eternity,
Now go return to thy Serenity."
The mage reluctant to put to the test
Flips through the pages, his face a red hue.
"The questions I ask received answers none!"
Unable to escape knowledge's womb,
The mage's lost, the mists of circumstance.
Look how they swirl the mage's troubled crown.

Engraved symbols (what once was mighty)

Engraved symbols, falling apart in time
Tree, burns of fire storm, and vanish as ashes in middle of farm land
And mortal man walks over million times what once was mighty
Stone, thunder, rain and lighting cracks the meaning
And junkies are pissing on, what once was mighty
Iron, corroded in cold Nordic landscapes
And steel factories melt what once was mighty
Bronze, lost as time changed years ago
Only history books talks about, what once was might
Caves, lost in civilization
Houses build over place, what once was mighty






The Forest Told My Name, ...and Snow Covers the Earth
In funeral day when sadness was colliding our thoughts
In wind, ashes travel to place where engraved image lies
Pillars and eternal thoughts, as coffin are put underground
Nigh side eclipse in mighty storm snow, what suppose not happen
Coffin of mighty tree, what was killed some time near some markings
Funerals will come and you won't remember, since being undertaker is your life
Victims , just another souls, rest in peace and she was dress to kill,
And she kills, kills whit knife and guns, not whit her look, black soul lady
Product of imaginations, 'cause we created taboo long long time ago.




It's just funeral of our hearts what make me wander
Do we die or it's just broken heart, what makes you lie
On your bad and steering out of window
Singing birds are near but window is painted black
Sleeping alone and thinning, I can feel my body, but mental motions are dead
Since days he killed her, as story about broken hearts, ending always is negative
Positive way just illusion, how many of you whit out lies see the brighter future?
In the end poem about broken hearts, turns into philosophy about death.

Silent tears made her go away, just as autumn leaves are rotting
Tears drops falling on like roses on the grave
And kisses in the wind, takes the dreams away
Wish she ever know me, my answers falling as silent tears
Make her , make her come back whit a wind,
But it bring only tropical thunder
Come down, a single moment you waist
Longing for elegy as lone star shining up in highest heavens
But if I told you, my arms are somewhere else
My arms are around old oak tree in the valley of the past
Nominations, and the rings, just a worst less symbols
What only matters is truth in this island
Understanding the sin, what fades away as single sentence
In book of memories what after million years if suffering
Hopes are not cheap, priceless feelings before gallows
Tear drops in my lap, just another one just fade away





Impaled nightmare

As the night wolves howls and sun no more rise
Cold breath under funeral pyre of imaginations
When dreams collapsed and you are alone in the closet
And fire and smoke is imaginations, burning your soul
All elegies and icons cannot help in chamber of imaginations
Moral downfall and mindless paranoia under creeping noise
Diary f mad man written in this place , in parallel time
Answers are unknown, but mid tries figure out
Just a wet body and sweat, it tells you're alive
Pain, mental torment, death people don't feel it
Cold is not imagination, when you approach pantheon
And shattered trills above all and you rise again







Towards the eternity

As emperor will fall, men of unknown destiny
Will march up and down , no leader what guides those
Upon the unknown, mainly death will take them
And forgotten tombstones, no names just numbers
Where sun will not ablaze the light
And all becomes mellow for all men
What once served and became zombies
'cause they walked towards wrong destiny
'cause they didn't chose to march towards the eternity




Shoot the flaming arrows into the sun

Light a fire, as elders did, fire high into to the sky
Don't kill the Icarus, his spirit still is flying somewhere out there
Ask the question, and find the answer, whit firing arrows into the sun
Try split the sun, try destroy the light, if you can
And ask, what kind a men lives in the mountains
What kind a men kills whit no reasons
What kind a men don't gather troops before rising storm anymore
Ask, what happened whit ancient Celtic Gods and Goddesses
And are lakes and rivers really gateways to another work?
Ask questions whit flying arrows into the sun
But before you do, ask yourself, can your arrow reach the sun?
If it can, you will know the answers







Dark Aeons

I never have a friend, who understand
That starts are closer as skyline and horizon is immortal
Above the eternal thoughts hope is same as in your heart
And dark aeons don't burn your soul
As broken heart and killed hopes
Under silent oath and cosmic gathering of energy
And dark aeons of unknown origin
Creeping around you and its all under control
Of your though and dreams,
Dark aeons swallow the time and dark faces never go away
Across the Dead Sea, you sail and asking, will it end
Dark aeons lead you deeper into your own thoughts
And questions about own existence
''am I good person, or am I evil'' ?
If I could enter, enter in her heart
But dark aeons blocks the way
Hide the key, under cold skin
And only way is fall in love whit dark aeon
And kiss , kiss what will make you to dark aeon?.




Today I killed my friend, left her to bleed
Just because I want to kill a past, and left all and go
Just 'cause she told me lies and killed all my dreams
Just because my honest heart was broken,
I killed her and now I need to run
Million miles every day, just escape from jail
I have no guild, just broken life
Nowhere to go, no home, no shoulder to cry
I don't see nightmares, and I am not stone cold killer
Just a lost between sanity and ordinary

You're Pregnant, So I Kicked You In The Stomach

I thought you were a fat chick
Then I realized you were pregnant
I thought it would be funny if your baby died
So I kicked you in the stomach
I kicked you, your baby's dead [x3]
Ha ha ha, your baby's dead
There were no stairs to throw you down
There was no roof to throw you off
There were no coat hangers around
So I kicked you in the stomach

I Made Your Kid Get AIDS, So You Could Watch It Die

A few years ago, I snuck Freddy Mercury into your son's room
I gave him anesthesia so he'd never remember getting raped
You spent your life savings putting your kid through college
Then he died of AIDS, so you wasted your money for nothing
I made your kid get AIDS, so you could watch it die
I made your kid get AIDS, so I could watch you cry
You thought your son was on a diet, so you didn't worry too much
At the funeral, I told you what happened and laughed at you
I didn't think that you suffered enough
So I shot your wife in front of you
Braces, summer camp, college, you wasted all your money
Food, clothing, trips to Disney World, you wasted all your money
Birthdays, Christmas, the tooth fairy, you wasted all your money
Lunch money, field trips, toys, you wasted all your money

You Robbed A Sperm Bank Because You're A Cum Guzzling Fag

You couldn't pick up a guy at the gay bar
Male prostitutes wouldn't take your money
You jerked off 8 times and ran out of your own
So you broke into a sperm bank, you cum guzzling fag
You're fucking gay, you're fucking gay
I only wrote this song to piss people off who are gay
When you broke in, Rod Stewart had already beaten you there
Luckily you were both good friends
You both sat around and drank 10 gallons of sperm
While listening to Los Crudos and watching Marilyn Manson videos
You're fucking gay, you're fucking gay
If you don't like these lyrics, don't buy our records you fag

Dictators Are Cool

Pol Pot killed a million of his people
Idi Amin ate that many for dinner
Papa Doc, his son was even cooler
Ross the Boss was in Manowar
Dictators are cool
Mussolini got pissed on by his people
Hitler had a Charlie Chaplin mustache
Dick Manitoba grabbed my girlfriend's tits
Mark Mendoza was in Twisted Sister

My reflections

Standing in solitary pathways and questioning my doubts
Grieving about illusions and watching in the horizon
When lady in black is approaching, seems I am losing my reflection

What is the rush when we cross the road under red light?
What is the rush when we cross the fields when there is mud?
I cannot see the true nature of mankind, seems I am losing my reflections

Magnificent illusion that angels are falling from red sky
And people try run away from burning cities
But I don't want move my legs, seems I am losing my reflections

I am sleeping silently somewhere in the unknown
Red apple, tears or kisses cannot wake me
I forgot how the children book ends, seems I am losing my reflections

Come whit me now, somewhere where we never have neem before
There is no boundaries in Fantasia , imagination never dies
But this books is to heavy to carry on, seems I am losing my reflections

The twilight is mine, I just want Nordic winter stays forever
Snow white and forest trolls from old days gathering around Christmas tree
I don't want take of clots anymore, seems I am losing my reflections


Reject this song, and stay alive
Reject the demons and fade away
Open arms and just feel
Cosmic energy in decadence
Just feel it now
Enjoy the moment in time alone
No one is there whit energy
No one is there to hurt you
Just be ready and aware
Tomorrow will never come
As you imagine
Since ignorance is way of solution
If you know when left all behind

As the ravens

I am watching ravens, I have no wings I can not fly
I am wandering alone, near night side eclipse
Frozen river, water deep and dark, am I afraid of drowning into water
Or I am afraid looking deeper into my soul?

I cannot fly this time, go away
I cannot stay, I don't know if I want to stay
Its just a doubts about existence and creation of mankind.

Wind is whispering into forest, warnings about the storm are high
I keep on going deeper and deeper, just as illusion fades away
Does it matters, where I will go, cause seems to me , I don't care where I will end up in winter wonderland
Ravens again, they are here, are they Huginn and Muninn?
I see them, why others refuse to watch, why others don't see?

As for ravens, its time to fly, some say to me its time to die.
As the ravens, I see deeper, its gift from the Gods
As the ravens, in my illusions and dreams I can fly
As the ravens, I am cast out in this planet.
As the ravens, I wish I was able to fly away for real
As the ravens, I know time has other meaning as some say
As the ravens, deep , cold, dead forest is place to mourn.
As the ravens, this story has no begging or ending
As the ravens, life is crystal masquerade
As the ravens, life is just little part of eternity

Written by Maco on 12.08.2015 at 22:20

You're Pregnant, So I Kicked You In The Stomach

I thought you were a fat chick
Then I realized you were pregnant
I thought it would be funny if your baby died
So I kicked you in the stomach
I kicked you, your baby's dead [x3]
Ha ha ha, your baby's dead
There were no stairs to throw you down
There was no roof to throw you off
There were no coat hangers around
So I kicked you in the stomach

I Made Your Kid Get AIDS, So You Could Watch It Die

A few years ago, I snuck Freddy Mercury into your son's room
I gave him anesthesia so he'd never remember getting raped
You spent your life savings putting your kid through college
Then he died of AIDS, so you wasted your money for nothing
I made your kid get AIDS, so you could watch it die
I made your kid get AIDS, so I could watch you cry
You thought your son was on a diet, so you didn't worry too much
At the funeral, I told you what happened and laughed at you
I didn't think that you suffered enough
So I shot your wife in front of you
Braces, summer camp, college, you wasted all your money
Food, clothing, trips to Disney World, you wasted all your money
Birthdays, Christmas, the tooth fairy, you wasted all your money
Lunch money, field trips, toys, you wasted all your money

You Robbed A Sperm Bank Because You're A Cum Guzzling Fag

You couldn't pick up a guy at the gay bar
Male prostitutes wouldn't take your money
You jerked off 8 times and ran out of your own
So you broke into a sperm bank, you cum guzzling fag
You're fucking gay, you're fucking gay
I only wrote this song to piss people off who are gay
When you broke in, Rod Stewart had already beaten you there
Luckily you were both good friends
You both sat around and drank 10 gallons of sperm
While listening to Los Crudos and watching Marilyn Manson videos
You're fucking gay, you're fucking gay
If you don't like these lyrics, don't buy our records you fag

Dictators Are Cool

Pol Pot killed a million of his people
Idi Amin ate that many for dinner
Papa Doc, his son was even cooler
Ross the Boss was in Manowar
Dictators are cool
Mussolini got pissed on by his people
Hitler had a Charlie Chaplin mustache
Dick Manitoba grabbed my girlfriend's tits
Mark Mendoza was in Twisted Sister

Well, you are really gangster in remote area ruling your town..

Edit: n young..