The 3rd And The Mortal - Autopoema

I walk alone
Not because I'm lost
But beacause I want to

They call my name
They believe I'm scared
But the Depth is my friend

They can cathch me
try to thrill me
and posess me

They can loathe me
try to force me into changing
Although they know by heart
that i will not
Obey their rules

I do not stand for all I say
Do I Face restistance will I turn away
Close my eyes afraid to stay

But honesty is my pleed
Truth stands further in the need
for my Honer i might bleed

Uma banda bem antiga de Doom metal experiemental lá pros lados da Noruega...
Um bom...auto poema, será que te identificas com ele?

Darkest Hours In a Darkest world...

Velvet Queen embraces the keeper of dreams
Cold, freezed like the dreams he kept in his chest
The affliction of one man is nothing.
The affliction of million ones nothing is.
The keeper lies in this empty cold and frail earth.

Oh lord, can you hear me?
Can you hear me scream?
Upon your god.
The inharmonious looms
Enchantig the earth.

Devour my soul, trepass my spine
Send no shepherd to me
At let my world die..
For the heart I once had.

Need no excuses need no blesses
My queen passed away, my world is dead…
And now I should return to my kingdom
And live forever in pain..

I’m waiting for the day
The depths are calling me
My queen shall return
And with her velvet veil, she shall cover all the earth.