“The End Is Near“, Gothic, Dark Wave, Musikvideo, Goth Song

Teufelsküche auf Spotify: In diesem Song könnte ein 15% Rabatt-Code für unseren Shop versteckt sein. Finde es heraus! Schau dir das Video bis zum Ende an. Lyrics: In the depths of a shadowed crypt, A priest in darkened robes did slip, Chanting hymns in whispered dread, Calling forth the holy thread. But the sacred words went awry, Summoning the darkened sky, Where an ancient power stirred, From the void, a curse was heard. The altar trembled, candles flickered, An unholy force, the air grew thicker, Evil whispers filled the night, As the priest invoked the blight. He sought the light to cleanse the land, But summoned fire with a trembling hand, A shadow cast upon the earth, From the depths of Satan’s birth. Wicked shadows mark the skies, In a world where hope has died, The priest’s lament, a haunting cry, As darkness spreads, so do the lies. No redemption, no escape, In this nightmare’s grim landscape, Eternal night, the curse complete, In the devil’s cruel deceit. Now the world is drowned in fear, In the ashes, darkness nears, From the crypt, the devil reigns, Spreading sorrow, spreading pain. The light of faith turned into night, By a fall from grace’s height, In the priest’s eternal plight, A kingdom lost to endless night. The heavens screamed, the earth did quake, As Satan’s wrath began to break, Unleashing terror, death’s dark breath, A reign of fire, a curse of death. Angels fled, their wings in shreds, As the demon king raised dread, And the sun was blotted out, By the shadows of his shout. Cities crumbled, skies turned red, The living mourned the countless dead, The priest in shame, his heart was torn, By the chaos he had borne. In the catacombs where darkness dwells, Echoes of the damned souls’ yells, The world was lost, consumed by fire, In the grip of Satan’s ire. Wicked shadows mark the skies, In a world where hope has died, The priest’s lament, a haunting cry, As darkness spreads, so do the lies. No redemption, no escape, In this nightmare’s grim landscape, Eternal night, the curse complete, In the devil’s cruel deceit. Now the world is drowned in fear, In the ashes, darkness nears, From the crypt, the devil reigns, Spreading sorrow, spreading pain. The light of faith turned into night, By a fall from grace’s height, In the priest’s eternal plight, A kingdom lost to endless night. From the ashes of this blight, No salvation, no respite, Only shadows, endless night, And the priest’s unending fight. A curse upon the holy creed, In the darkness, lost in need, Eternal damnation’s plight, In the cursed, eternal night. In the silence of the crypt’s cold tomb, The priest’s cries echo, doom and gloom, For the world that’s been unmade, By the force that he betrayed. The devil reigns with ruthless glee, In the ruins of eternity, And the priest is left to mourn, In the world that he forlorn.