Shadow's descend ~ Trial of a brutal song

I am trying to write a brutal song so i know it sucks but it is a start :D

Let’s start the blood shed

The shadow’s madam is here

Enough has been said

Let the massacre begin

Burning fires raging up to the sky

All life will come to an end

Slay the little angel that fights the dark

Bodies while burn and burn in a spark

For evil tonight is on thee gates which you can’t fend

Let the killing begin

 And let The fate’s wheel spin

The shadow will descend

And fate is unable to bend

And all what will be heard is the burning screams

Black tear running through the streets

Today the behemoths roam the earth

We pledge our souls to the devil in disguise

And as the flames rise

We bow: Let the killing begin

Chant with me

Barbas King of hell

Descended of the One not to mentioned

We cast this little spell on this pile of bodies we’ve burned

Crucified like a worthless angels hung from its wings

All human will turn to ashes as Thee descends

Here the little cry turn to music and it sings

Evil tonight you shall never Fend

For the dark descends and will never end

The misty dark suffocates the shrieks

As blood covers my dead black cheeks

A life time coming to an end

And as the little demons in my head

Dance under the moon chanting under

 the mesmerizing scent of blood and Thor’s thunder

It has started tonight, an era destruction

Through the gleams of death

We walk

And the little pitiful angels we shall stuck

Drive a little stake through their hearts

And watch the Barbas feed on their blood

Let the killing begin

And us live in the era of sin

 ~~~inspired by Lots of songs by Limbonic art :D

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Freya Cesare 6 years ago from Borneo Island, Indonesia

Brutal indeed. The words are so dark, but well written. It is a song? A rock song?


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loua 6 years ago from Elsewhere, visiting Earth ~ the segregated community planet

Hope you don't mind; but it was addictive, I had to try my hand at it..lol It's cathartic... Please erase after you read...

Slit their throat's drain their blood

Let’s start the bloodshed

The shadow of madam death is here;

Enough, talk

Let the massacre begin

The fires are Burning raging up into the sky

All life must end

Slay the little angels that fights the dark

Their Bodies will burn and burn in a spark

For evil tonight is on their gate

Let the killing begin

Let the wheel of fate spin

The madam's shadow descends

This fate is unable to bend

All will be burning and screams

Black tears will run through the streets

This day the behemoth beast of death loom over earth

The pledged souls the devil's offering to Death's Reaper

In disguise they come to martyr their soul for the greed of evil

As the flames rise they approach to receive their coins of despair

Bowing low they let the killing death of doom consume their souls

Chant with me

Barbas King of hell

Descendant of the One not to mentioned

The spell is cast the bodies burning

Crucified worthless angels hung from the wings

All human will turn to ashes as Thee descends of death

Hear the little cries turn to music as it sings its last

Evil tonight you shall never Fend

For the dark descends and will never end

The misty dark suffocates the shrieks of good

As blood covers my dead black cheeks

A life time coming to an end

And as the little demons in my head

Dance under the moon chanting under

Thor's mesmerizing thunder and the scent of angel blood

It has started tonight, an era of the destruction

Through the my eyes gleams the death of me

Walking into hell's kitchen to get something to eat...

The little pitiful angels wait there for tips and degradation

Drive little stakes through their hearts

And watching the Barbas feed on their blood

Let the killing begin

And let us live in this era of sin

***That was fun, quite addictive in fact...


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thevoice 6 years ago from carthage ill

masterpiece hub work thanks


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Uriel 6 years ago from Lebanon Author

TheVoice No thank you for the support and visit my hub :D

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