In the silence of a moonlit room, a child stares wide awake

Two shadows form beside the bed, two paths the soul may take

One voice shines like morning gold, one burns like midnight flame

Both whisper truths and twisted lies — yet both sound just the same

(The Angel)

“Little heart, the world is wide, but kindness lights the way

Through every night of doubt and fear, love breaks the darkest day

The stars above are watching you, their light will guide your aim

And every tear you shed in hope will never fall in vain.”

All explained, the world unfolds

Through whispered truths and stories told

Heaven sings and shadows cry

Two voices rising to the sky

All explained, they both proclaim

Through hope and doubt, through love and blame

But in the clash of dark and flame

The truth still waits — All explained

(The Demon)

“Little one, the world is cruel, where power shapes the law

Where mercy fades and gentle hearts are trampled without awe

Take what you can, don’t trust their smiles, the strong survive the game

The fire within your restless soul is not a thing to tame.”

All explained, the world revealed

By wings of light and claws of steel

One speaks of faith, one speaks of might

Both swear that they alone are right

All explained, the echoes cry

From velvet clouds to burning sky

Between the truth and what they claim

A fragile mind hears All explained

The angel whispers, “Love will save.”

The demon laughs, “Then be a slave.”

The angel pleads, “Let hope remain.”

The demon hisses, “Hope is pain.”

Two endless wars in quiet breath

Two roads that lead through life and death

Yet neither sees, nor can they claim

The child must choose what truth to name

All explained, the heavens roar

But questions echo even more

Through light that heals and flames that scar

The child must find out who they are

All explained, the voices say

Yet none can take the choice away

For every soul must stake its claim

And write its truth — All explained

The shadows fade, the night grows still

The world awaits beyond the hill

Two voices gone like dying flame

Yet in the child they still remain

No final word, no perfect frame

Just life itself — All explained

Cold winds carve the broken land

Calloused heart and blood-stained hands

No crown, no light, no victory

Just the road and misery

Steel resolve in shattered bones

Fighting wars no one has known

Every scar a silent cry

Every dream left there to die

He built his path through pain and stone

But walked that path alone

Dust And Glory, side by side

Buried truth the world denied

Dust And Glory, late to rise

Praise arrives when the hero dies

Dust and cruel, cruel story

Life gave dust, death gave glory

Years collapse like rusted chains

Sweat and blood for empty gains

Voices mocked the man he’d be

Blind to his legacy

Now the bells begin to toll,

Whispers carve his wounded soul

Now they speak his sacred name

Too damn late to share the flame

Statues rise where he once bled

Crowns for kings already dead

Dust And Glory, carved in stone

They adore the man unknown

Dust And Glory, bitter end

Now the lies begin to mend

Dust And Glory, cruel story

Ashes crowned with borrowed glory

Raise the banners, shout his name

History rewrites the shame

Heroes bloom in burial ground

Where truth is lost but legends sound

He gave his life, they turned away

Now they kneel beside his clay

Wind devours the fading story

Bones collapse to dust and glory

Too late now for praise or plea

The man is gone, the myth will be

Ticking clock, a hollow room

Curtains drawn in stale perfume

Muffled chatter down the hall

No one hears his silent call

Phone pressed tight from dawn to night

Endless gossip, shrill delight

“Did you hear what Linda said?

Who’s been caught, who’s left the bed?

And the kids did this and that

Oh, and tell me, fancy that!”

In the corner, dim and spare

Sits her husband in a chair

She rolls her eyes, her voice a blade

“Useless lump, just there decayed

Days go by, you lift no hand

I ´m on the phone, can ´t help instant”

Still he stares with vacant air

Just her husband in a chair

Husband In A Chair, she cries

“Lazy bones and alibis!”

Husband In A Chair, disgrace

Dead weight in her living space

Husband In A Chair, she scorns

While another rumor’s born

Hours bleed to days unknown

Phone still glued beside her throne

Daughter’s tales of trivial wars

Neighborhood and cheating scores

“Honestly, he’s useless now

Won’t respond or even bow.”

She storms in with sharpened glare

Toward her husband in a chair

She grabs his arm to make him rise

Frozen flesh and open eyes

Color drained to ashen gray

Cold as words she threw away

Silence crashes, thick despair

Her dead husband in a chair

Husband In A Chair, too late

Mocked to death, away he fades

Husband In A Chair, alone

While she spoke to every phone

Husband In A Chair, no breath

Drowned beneath her living death

All the noise, his endless cries

Never saw his fading eyes

Every scornful, careless breath

Stacked the seconds toward his death

Now the chair becomes a grave

For the man she would not save

Phone falls silent from her hand

Echoes choke the empty land

No more words he’ll ever share

Just a corpse within the chair

Now she screams to vacant air

“My dead husband… in the chair.”

Engines roar through poisoned night

Iron sparks and fractured light

Boots strike hard on shattered ground

War begins with heavy sound

Cold blades flash in blood soaked rain

Metal thirsts for flesh and pain

Rusted mercy, dead and gone

Only iron marches on

Every oath is split apart

Steel now rules the human heart

Kneel Before The Steel, bow your head

Feel the weight of forged-out dread

Kneel Before The Steel, hear it scream

Crush opponents, kill their dream

Kneel Before The Steel, blood will seal

What no prayer can now repeal

Hammers fall like judgment drums

Silence breaks when thunder comes

Armor cracks and bones collide

No one leaves the other side

In the fire the fearless stand

Iron law in every hand

Kneel Before The Steel, choke on dust

Bend your pride because you must

Kneel Before The Steel, taste the flame

Every scar becomes your name

Kneel Before The Steel, none can heal

What is carved beneath the steel

When the sky turns black with smoke

Every chain becomes a yoke

Kings and beggars fall the same

Steel forgets both rank and nam

Only those who dare endure

Leave a mark that will stay pure

Kneel Before The Steel, final cry

Watch the strong refuse to die

Kneel Before The Steel, break or burn

There is no more safe return

Kneel Before The Steel, fate made real

Iron writes the final seal

Ashes drift where banners fell

Echoes ring like iron bells

Morality, decency

Vanished in eternity

Bloodlust turns a depressing wheel

Where reason does not prevail

And humanity is no good trail

They all remain and kneel to steel

Hush now, child, the night is deep

Storms may rage while angels weep

You asked me what this feeling means

This fragile fire — this Love Explained

It’s not the tale of endless bliss

Or every dream sealed with a kiss

It’s hands that hold when hope has strained

A quiet vow in loss and pain

Love is not a crown you wear

It’s the cross you choose to bear

It trembles, breaks, yet still remains

A sacred thread through joy and pain

This is Love Explained, my child

Not always gentle, often wild

It stands when all the world has changed

A faithful heart — Love Explained

Through tears and scars, through fire and rain

It gives and gives, asks not for gain

When darkness calls your name in vain

Remember this — Love Explained

One day you’ll walk where I have stood

Between what’s right and what feels good

You’ll fear the loss, the breaking chain

The cost that comes with love sustained

But love is more than rapture’s breath

It keeps its watch through doubt and death

It stays when beauty fades away

And chooses you — day after day

Love is shelter, love is blade

Both the wound and what it saves

It dares to trust though trust is slain

And blooms again through ash and pain

This is Love Explained, my child

The fiercest truth, the undefiled

It kneels beside the lost, the blamed

A mother’s oath — Love Explained

No perfect world, no endless flame

Just hearts that stay though none acclaim

When you give all and still remain

You’ll understand — Love Explained

If I am gone when shadows fall

And you feel small before it all

Hear my voice within your veins

Love does not die — it remains

You were my dawn, my answered prayer

Proof that love is more than air

In every beat your life sustains

My love lives on — forever named

This is Love Explained, my child

Through every storm, through every trial

Not words alone, but life unchained

A living truth — Love Explained

So when you love, be unafraid

Though hearts may break and worlds may fade

For in your soul my song remains 

Eternal, fierce — Love Explained

The brotherhood of metal

Has a sign

Mano Cornuta!!!

Two fingers rise through smoke and light

A shadow sign against the night

Before the riff, before the roar

A silent oath of metal war

Above the crowd like blades they stand

A language born from heart and hand

From front row sweat to distant tiers

It cuts through thunder, cuts through cheers

No need for words when amps ignite

This sign declares: we own this night

Leather wrists and lifted fists

A coded mark no soul has missed

Mano Cornuta, horns held high

A battle sign beneath the sky

Mano Cornuta, loud and true

One hand, one tribe, one point of view

When speakers crack and drums erupt

The world salutes — Mano Cornuta

It crossed the seas, ignored all walls

From basement bars to festival halls

A rebel crest, a forged salute

Where every doubter is made mute

No crown, no flag, no royal law

Just horned defiance, raw and raw

Mano Cornuta, raised in flame

A metal oath without a name

Mano Cornuta, sharp as steel

The sign that says exactly what we feel

When strangers meet in feedback’s flood

They speak through horns and brotherhood

A simple shape, yet loaded strong

A hand that says: you still belong

Through every solo, scream, and chord

It stands like an unspoken sword

No polished speech, no grand diploma

Just truth held high in Mano Cornuta

Mano Cornuta, horns held high

A battle sign beneath the sky

Mano Cornuta, fierce and clear

A mark that every metal heart holds dear

When darkness falls and voices rise

The horns return — Mano Cornuta

When final echoes leave the stage

The sign remains from age to age

Two fingers raised, the night’s salute

Still louder than the absolute

In every crowd, in every tune 

Forever burns Mano Cornuta

The brotherhood of metal

Has a sign

Mano Cornuta!!!

The morning cracks like rusted steel

Each bone reports what years reveal

The mirror carves another line

A silent proof of borrowed time

The floor feels farther than before

Each step a battle, each hinge a war

The knees complain like grinding chains

The back remembers ancient pains

A name once clear now slips away

A thought dissolves by noon each day

The hands that lifted weight like fire

Now shake before they reach much higher

Not For Cowards, this road we tread

Where pride grows slow and speed lies dead

Not For Cowards, to rise again

When every dawn begins with pain

The body bends, the spirit shouts

Time strikes hard — Not For Cowards

The stairs become a mountain wall

A simple turn can make you fall

The nights are long, the sleep is thin

Old wounds rehearse beneath the skin

And memory plays a brutal game

You know the face, forget the name

Not For Cowards, the years attack

They take their toll and don’t look back

Not For Cowards, to stand upright

While strength retreats from day to night

The flesh may fail, the pulse grows slower

Yet deep inside the will grows stronger.

But every scar becomes a page

A hidden script of weathered age

Each loss endured, each bitter hour

Refines the edge of inner power

What youth consumed without a glance

Time returns through wiser hands

Not For Cowards, endure the strain

There’s iron forged in living pain

Not For Cowards, though muscles tire

The mind can still command the fire

The body yields, the spirit towers

And wisdom comes — Not For Cowards

So let the years arrive unmasked

No easy mercy, heavy task

For those who bear the weight for years

Learn how to read through loss and tears

The cost is high, the reward devours

A harder truth — Not For Cowards

Schwarzer Regen fällt vom Himmel

schmiert die Welt in dunkles Licht

Gold aus Schlamm, aus Tod geboren

doch satt und froh werden sie nicht

Hinter Glas in Türmen thronen

Mächte, die die Preise drehn 

Während draußen ganze Länder

an der Zapfsäul´  untergehn

Wenn der Markt mal kurz erzittert

heulen sie den Sturm herbei

Krisen werden schnell erfunden

Angst verkauft sich sorgenfrei

Jede Schlagzeile ein Hebel

jede Lüge blankes Erz

Während irgendwo ein Arbeiter

zählt die Münzen voller Schmerz

Ölige Brüder, Herren vom Teer

fressen die Zukunft, verlangen stets mehr

Schwarze Profite, Blut im Revier

tanzen im Feuer aus Profit und Gier

Ölige Brüder, Dämonen vom Fass

drehn an der Schraube mit höhnischem Hass

Während die Welt langsam verbrennt

lacht ihr, weil ihr den Preis bestimmt

Kinder frieren in den Städten

Heizungen bleiben kalt wie Stein

Doch bei euch, da fließen Flüsse

aus Champagner, Gold und Geldschein

Mit Verträgen wie mit Dolchen

stecht ihr tiefer Jahr für Jahr

Und nennt den Raub dann “Marktgesetze”

als ob Gier je gesetzlich war

Ölige Brüder, Meister der Nacht

habt aus der Krise euer Königreich gemacht

Preise steigen, eure Taschen so schwer

doch euer Gewissen wiegt gar nichts mehr

Ölige Brüder, Fürsten vom Schacht

habt aus der Angst einen Handel gemacht

Während die Welt nach Hoffnung schreit

zählt ihr nur Profit zu jeder Zeit

Doch jedes Feuer frisst sein Fass

jede Flamme stirbt im Wind

Und wenn der letzte Tropfen brennt

fragt die Erde, wer wir sind

Dann helfen keine Türme mehr

kein Vertrag, kein schwarzes Geld 

Wenn die Wahrheit aus dem Boden

wie ein brennender Sturm aufquellt

Schwarzer Regen fällt noch immer

doch die Zeit schreibt ihr Gericht

Und die Schatten eurer Reiche

fürchten längst das Morgenlicht

Denn die Welt wird einmal merken

dass Mammon nicht unendlich fließt

Jedoch den Öligen Brüdern 

Gierig Herz und Hirn zerfrisst

Schwarze Profite, das Dunkel gefriert

Steel in his stare, dust on his boots

He walked where doubt had planted roots

No anthem played, no banners waved

Just scars that proved what he had bravedl

While voices laughed from every side

He kept his fury locked inside

They called him broken, called him wild

A threat, a failure, fate-defiled

He would not kneel, he would not bend

Too hard to buy, too rough to mend

He chose the road they feared to name

And fed rejection into flame

Renegade, against the tide

With iron will he would not hide

Renegade, through blame and shade

He carved his truth like sharpened blade

While others bowed to fit the frame

He stood alone — Renegade

The crowd predicted he would fall

Another ghost against the wall

But every door they slammed in hate

He turned into a shattered gate

Each wound became a forged command

Each failure hardened heart and hand

Renegade, they watched him rise

A storm returning through their lies

Renegade, no borrowed name

He built his path through doubt and flame

The same mouths judging every move

Now choke upon what he could prove

No saint, no king, no polished face

Just raw defiance, pace by pace

He learned that truth cuts deeper still

When sharpened by relentless will

And when the tide came crashing late

It broke itself on Renegade

Renegade, against the tide

With iron will he would not hide

Renegade, through blame and shade

He carved his truth like sharpened blade

The world that swore he’d fade away

Now speaks his name — Renegade

He did not ask for crowns or praise

He only walked through burning days

And where they guessed he’d disappear

He left a trail they learned to fear

Still marching hard through night and flame

Forever carved: Renegade

Sirens scream through hollow halls

Wisdom fades, corruption calls

Voices loud but minds asleep

Now the fools their kingdoms keep

In the boardroom crowns are worn

By empty heads where truth is torn

Shouting louder wins the game

Facts collapse beneath the flame

Every plan that reason built

Buried deep in chaos’ guilt

The Rise Of Idiots, loud and proud

Drowning truth beneath the crowd

The Rise Of Idiots, blind command

Leading fire through the land

The Rise Of Idiots, dark and slow

Now the fools run the show

In the streets and on the screens

Madness rules between the scenes

Logic crushed by louder lies

Clowns now wear the wise disguise

Every voice that dares to think

Gets dragged down to chaos’ brink

The Rise Of Idiots, hear them roar

Breaking every sacred law

The Rise Of Idiots, crown the lie

Let the truth be crucified

The Rise Of Idiots, watch them grow

As the world sinks low

When wisdom bows to noise and rage

History writes a darker page

Empires fall the selfsame way

When fools decide the final say

The Rise Of Idiots, iron reign

Built on arrogance and pain

The Rise Of Idiots, mark the sign

Where the blind now lead the blind

The Rise Of Idiots, flames will show

What the fools won’t know

Ashes drift through broken halls

Where reason died and madness calls

When silence falls and lies erode

Truth will rise from fools’ abode