Vallorch piosenki

Ais un snea vorsbintenten, De eerda rüstet sich grüün Nakhont’ roote pöömelen Khearnt börfan loop un plüün Trüübe vallenten met mear Sneabassardar vun steeln, Bia voar, in liichte rendellen In ‘s mear khearnt gheen de beeln As bia de dinkh saint hevegh...

Face the trace of forgotten sign of corrupt Race, erase your rationality Haze, a maze, by a sylvan river was her Place, disgrace in immobility Displaced, a chase to devour and slay me Replace the trace of horror with nerve In hope To escape From the...

Adorned with silver Witnesses of wisdom Sits the patriarch of longing Lorn, yet peace surrounding him He quakes not, he fosters The evading, elusive mind-sets As his gauge shapes the auburn piece Ligneous sculptures of denial to recall all of my sides...

At no time I thought, in the dusk of my ventures To engage a new ride, a new fire from my embers A chill down my spine, my soul set ablaze Black coat, quick hooves, a fixed upraised gaze Thrill pervading Excitement surrounding Haste morphing into An in...

A raven made a long journey to tell What was happening in that world And through his bright eyes he croaked A tale which he saw in a valley below Humans suffer because of death They see their deceptive child dying Humans suffer searching that one Subst...

Feel my fangs pierce your flesh Seal your thoughts, let your self-doubt clash Hide and beseech, repudiate your flaws I’ll track you down, your guilt lures my jaws Arise, my dear And let your integrity Crush and burst in shattered remains As you most fe...

Alice sola è In una stanza buia Gran valle di lacrime Ma poi arrivano Un topo, un dodo e altri La sua storia inizia qua Un bruco trova poi Sta sopra un grande fungo Fuma, parla, fuma lui Un gatto un po’ più in là Dal gran sorriso dice: “Siamo tutt...

Stillness in our wake Pure, untrodden plains A canvas dyed in wintry paints Immaculate, unstained Hailing, storms, dimness and frost Set all my fears on fire Anticipation and enjoyment The thrill of the desire As my mind strolls back to those days Of...

Those clouds in blackened veil Portend nothing but anguish The insouciance in our lives Has been no more than foolish Recalling our past days Taste now like rotting mildness The warmth within our veins Is iced over in silence Drown in despair Eradicat...

Walking alone in the dark forest side Heaviness of battle breaks me inside Evil spirits want my soul But I answer with my sword Silence oblivion permeates the air They’re all around me, eager to tear me (apart) So they will feast with my bowels and blood...

These creased pages bear the wisdom Inherent to the conceited, grim ruins Of the thirst of the glorious and fearsome Greatness brings splendour as well as burdens Breakdown Net mann, net viighe, habent net mèar gamöcht inkéenan Se habent sich ghet tzo tü...

See – and recall all of Your doubts – grown in all these years And pains – never dying fears Increase You surrendered all your Mind – hearing, touch and sight And thoughts – feel your wisdoms rot To dig – obsession released This pit Of uncertainty F...

“Don’t you fret”, murmur the winds of past decline, they say “Life’s no more than breath, and we, as living beings obtain The joy to share the warmth within us and our senses convey For but a twinkling of the eye of time, grasped before it fades” When I cl...

Blood, he who’s daring enough to take a step further and cross its course Ravaged by its undying, merciless, eternal source Is bound to be devoured and swallowed in a denying falsehood A bottomless void empties the gap where his joy stood Lost in the turm...

In the austerity of the shadows Cast by our feeble, dimming existence Leafed through is the tome of life’s glow Shrivelled up parchment hosts Onyx black traces Until our tale is told (We rise) Reason shall be my shield Until my body is cold (I fight)...

Vikings, I dare ye Try to escape from my clutches From my waves, I’m the goddess of the ocean You will never bear the pain So brave, so strong They are so cruel Hail them, they ‘re coming I will calm the water And let them return to their dears Chal...

(Have you ever considered what people will reminisce of you, long after you’re gone?) Dust over our shelves shelters treasure chests, immortality at its finest. When you question the individuality of a person’s life, No one is or will be more than ink and p...