Cold streets whisper broken prayers

Neon crosses, vacant stares

Under iron skies they kneel

Forgotten lives no one can feel

Rusted hands reach through the night

Dreams weighed down by hunger’s bite

Kings feast loud behind their walls

While mercy bleeds in alley halls

Hope is thin as paper skin

Still they sing through loss and sin

When the world turns its eyes away

And gold decides who’s meant to stay

From the dark, a shadow forms

With battered wings and righteous storms

Hail the Angel Of The Poor

Walking where the rich ignore

The Angel Of The Poor, standing tall

Last defense when the weak ones fall

The Angel Of The Poor, sworn to fight

For stolen bread and borrowed light

Scars like scripture on his back

Every wound a counterattack

He doesn’t preach, he doesn’t pray

He bleeds his faith into the fray

For every child without a name

He shoulders shame, he bears the blame

No throne of gold, no crown of fire

Just a heart that won’t retire

When justice fails and laws are bought

He becomes what heaven forgot

Hail the Angel Of The Poor

Rising from the concrete floor

The Angel Of The Poor, hear him cry

“No one here is born to die”

The Angel Of The Poor, flesh and bone

Never leaves the damned alone

If God is deaf to desperate cries

And truth is sold behind closed eyes

Then let this fallen halo burn

A lesson power never learns

Salvation’s not in sacred law

It’s in the ones you choose to guard

When morning breaks on shattered streets

And silence counts the dead and weak

They’ll tell his story, cracked and pure

Of the one who stood endure

No hymn of gold, no sacred lore

Just a name carved in the poor

Forever sworn, forevermore

The Angel Of The Poor

Beneath the raging stormy skies

Where thunder roars and lightning flies

We ride the night, the shadows call

To claim our fate, united, we stand tall

Awake the fire, let it burn

In the heart of the storm, we shall return

With steel and might, we’ll forge our path

Defying fate, feel the aftermath

Through ancient woods where legends dwell

In secrets dark, we weave our spell

The echoes loud, a warrior’s creed

With battles won, and souls that bleed

Awake the fire, let it burn

In the heart of the storm, we shall return

With steel and might, we’ll forge our path

Defying fate, feel the aftermath

Rising from ashes, the phoenix cries

With every scar, we claim the high

Together united, the heavens shake

For the metal we wield, the earth will quake

Awake the fire, let it burn

In the heart of the storm, we shall return

With steel and might, we’ll forge our path

Defying fate, feel the aftermath

Black ice on the pavement, midnight breath,

Her shadow moves like a promise of death.

Razor-smile mercy, venom in her grin,

She pulls you closer just to break the skin.

Every whisper drips with sin,

You don’t fall in love — you freeze within.

Carry’s cold kiss cuts me deep,

Burns like ice, won’t let me sleep.

Bite of winter on my wrist,

I’m marked forever by Carry’s cold kiss.

Her touch is silence, hollow and cruel,

She breaks the hearts she used to rule.

Blood runs cold where her lips exist,

No warmth survives in Carry’s cold kiss.

Carry’s cold kiss, sweet decay,

Drags my soul but won’t let me stay.

I know the truth, I know the risk,

Still I crawl back to Carry’s cold kiss.

Frostbitten love, no mercy, no flame,

I scream her name, it sounds like shame.

She never bleeds, she never cries,

She watches the weak slowly die.

Carry’s cold kiss — fatal bliss,

A frozen blade I can’t dismiss.

Heart in shards, veins full of mist,

I die a little in Carry’s cold kiss.

When the night breaks, I’m left in snow,

She walks away, untouched, cold.

No grave, no scar, no final wish —

Just the echo of Carry’s cold kiss.

Steel rains down from broken skies

Ash and blood where virtue dies

Banners burn, the oaths are torn

This is the age where beasts are crowned

Thrones are built on shattered bones

Gold decides who stands alone

Fists of power, lawless might

Choke the weak and feed the fight

Promises rot in venomous mouths

Truth is dragged to the gallows now

Hear the screams beneath the cheers

Feel the weight of endless fear

This is the Death Of Honor, written in blood and flame

When greed wears the crown and violence calls its name

No code survives the hunger, no faith can cover the scars

This is the Death Of Honor, beneath a sky of wars

Mercy’s throat is slit in silence

Justice kneels before the violence

Power laughs as cities fall

Human lives mean nothing at all

The righteous drown in oceans red

While tyrants feast on what is left

Every vow has been betrayed

Every virtue sold away

This is the Death Of Honor, carved into broken flesh

When power feeds on suffering and leaves the world a mess

No heroes rise from slaughter, no saints among the scars

This is the Death Of Honor, devoured by the dark

Where did we fall, where did we fail?

When did the monster wear our face?

We forged the chains, we lit the fire

Now we burn in our own disgrace

Smoke ascends where values stood

The strong survive, the just are gone

Echoes of a better world

Buried deep, forever torn

In the ruins, one truth remains

Honor died… in greed and pain

Thunder in my veins, silence in my soul

Shadows draw the line, I’m losing control

Steel in my hands, fire in my past

No turning back now, the moment won’t last

I walked the edge of doubt and fear

Every warning crystal clear

Tried to change what’s already done

But fate was loaded like a gun

Broken oaths and burning ground

Hear the truth in the final sound

I felt the weight before the fall

Heard destiny begin to call

Every choice carved deep and fast

Now the future’s in the past

The Die Is Cast, hear it roll

Written in blood, paid by the soul

The Die Is Cast, no return

Lessons learned in the flames I burn

The Die Is Cast, sealed at last

No escape when the die is cast

I stood alone when the lights went out

Crowned by guilt, devoured by doubt

Every prayer fell to the floor

Gods don’t answer anymore

I tried to run, I tried to stand

But destiny clenched my hand

Every scar became a sign

Pointing to this end of mine

I see it clear through shattered glass

The second slips, the die is cast

The Die Is Cast, cold and slow

Watch it spin, then let it go

The Die Is Cast, etched in flame

No one left here to blame

The Die Is Cast, hear it crash

All or nothing, the die is cast

If this is how the story ends

No regrets, no false amends

I’ll face the dark, I’ll take the fall

Stand unbroken through it all

Let the heavens judge me now

I won’t beg, I won’t bow

Ashes settle, echoes fade

This was the choice that I have made

Steel my heart, my truth unmasked

I live and die by the path I passed

Final breath, the silence lasts

Forever bound — the Die Is Cast

Across the void where the starwinds cry,

A burning signal splits the sky.

Empires fade, the future’s torn,

From steel and fire, a legend’s born.

When villains plot in silent code,

And poison flows through every node,

A guardian wakes, cold and pure,

Forged for justice, built for war.

Metal Destroyer, rise and roar,

Laser fire shakes the core.

With a lightsword blazing bright,

Metal Destroyer ends the night.

Through neon ruins, through endless stars,

He tracks the wicked, bears the scars.

No dark intent escapes his sight,

He strikes them down in searing light.

Metal Destroyer, hear the call,

Evil trembles, tyrants fall.

When the wicked close their fist,

Metal Destroyer still exists.

Voices rise in solemn tone,

A vow of steel, a silent throne.

Brass like thunder, choirs ascend,

Time holds breath — the war must end.

Blades of light cross shattered space,

Fate awakens, shows its face.

Not a god, not flesh alone,

A will of iron, overthrown.

Half machine, half burning soul,

The last defense, the final goal.

Where lasers clash and shadows die,

A newborn dawn ignites the sky.

The wicked fall, erased, undone,

By metal wrath — the chosen one.

Metal Destroyer, rise above,

Laser storms from skies of blood.

With a lightsword blazing strong,

Metal Destroyer — righting wrongs.

Metal Destroyer, hear the cry,

Stars ignite as worlds reply.

From the dark, a hero born,

Metal Destroyer — the evil is gone.

Trumpets blaze through cosmic fire,

Steel fulfills its final vow.

Peace is forged where fear once stood,

The stars remember what he could.

As echoes fade in endless space,

A silent watch, a guarded place.

The legend sleeps, but hope is sure —

The galaxy is safe…

Metal endures.

Strings awaken, slow and wide,

A distant choir calls from the tide.

Through shattered stars and endless skies,

A silent prayer begins to rise.

I walk through fire, I walk alone,

Through empty halls of skin and bone.

The earth below me starts to shake,

With every vow I’m forced to break.

I’m searching for a place to belong,

A sacred fire to keep me strong.

In a world that turns its back on me,

I chase the warmth I cannot see.

I built my walls from fear and doubt,

Cathedrals tall, but hollowed out.

The echo of my name remains,

A broken hymn in falling rain.

I’m searching for a place to belong,

For open arms where I am strong.

Through endless night, through roaring seas,

I’m begging fate: Remember me.

If there’s a hand beyond the storm,

A vow unspoken, a shelter warm,

Let it descend through smoke and flame,

And call me gently by my name.

Let the sky split, let silence burn,

Let every stone I carry turn.

If hope still lives in shattered ground,

Let it be here, let it be now.

So I rise with scars that tell my tale,

A battered heart, but I prevail.

Though I was lost in endless night,

I learned to walk toward the light.

And when I find that final door,

Where fear can’t haunt me anymore,

I’ll know this war was not in vain —

For I was made to love again.

Black bells toll in a bloodless sky,

Ash in the wind, hear the final cry.

Faith carved deep with a rusted blade,

Prayers decay where the vows were made.

Crowned in silence, dressed in decay,

You preach salvation the Reaper’s way.

Tongue of scripture, hands of bone,

You sell us heaven, but harvest alone.

You speak in tongues of hollow grace,

Hide your sins behind a holy face.

Kneel before your poisoned creed,

You sow the fear, you reap the need.

Reaper’s priest — servant of the end,

Blessed in lies you still defend.

Reaper’s priest — faith diseased,

You pray to death while souls are leased.

Reaper’s priest — hear the scream,

God is not what you pretend.

Reaper’s priest — final vow,

The reckoning begins now.

Candles flicker, truth runs thin,

You call it fate, we call it sin.

Scriptures chained to ancient thrones,

Built on graves and broken bones.

You drink the wine of borrowed souls,

Confession locks the iron doors.

Under robes of sacred white,

You kneel to darkness, not the light.

Reaper’s priest — servant of the end,

Blessed in lies you still defend.

Reaper’s priest — faith diseased,

You pray to death while souls are leased.

Reaper’s priest — hear the scream,

God is not what you pretend.

Reaper’s priest — final hour,

Ash to ash, your throne devours.

When the bells crack and the altar burns,

When the pages bleed and the cross turns,

No absolution, no last rite—

The judge you served denies your light.

You fed the grave, you kissed the blade,

Now stand inside the mess you made

Black bells fade, the silence screams,

No more masks, no false redeemed.

The Reaper waits, your debt is sealed—

Kneel, false prophet.

Judgment revealed.

Der Himmel reißt in kaltem Schein,

Die Welt hält an, will nicht mehr sein.

Ein letzter Schlag, die Zeit erstickt,

Kein Weg zurück, kein Augenblick.

Sirenen heulen scharf im Wind,

Und die Angst macht stumm und blind.

Kein Gott antwortet, fast jeder schreit.

Die Schatten wachsen, lang und breit,

Das Ende der Bequemlichkeit,

Aus Sekunden wird ´ne Ewigkeit.

Hörst du das Rufen, fern und klar?

Wie ein Urteil, längst schon wahr.

Zwischen Hoffnung, Schuld und Pflicht

Öffnet sich das letzte Licht.

Am Tag der Entrückung wird entschieden,

Wer fällt zurück, wer ist geblieben.

Der Tag der Entrückung, schwarz und rein,

Zwischen Feuer, Staub und Sein.

Der Tag der Entrückung, hör den Schwur,

Kein Vielleicht mehr, keine Spur.

Leere Straßen, offne Türen,

Namen, die ins Nichts hin führen.

Liebe liegt wie Glas im Staub,

Zerstörte Schwüre, der Glaube taub.

Hände greifen ins Verderben,

Nichts zu halten, nur noch sterben.

Jede Tat hat jetzt Gewicht,

Eine Maske schützt dich nicht.

Jede Lüge, jeder Eid

Zahlt den Preis der Wirklichkeit.

Am Tag der Entrückung steh ich hier,

Mit meiner Schuld vor Gott und mir.

Der Tag der Entrückung, kalt und klar,

Zeigt, was falsch und richtig war.

Der Tag der Entrückung, letzter Schrei,

Die Zukunft wird nun endlos frei.

Was bleibt von mir, wenn nichts mehr bleibt?

Wenn Wahrheit brennt und Hoffnung schweigt?

War ich mehr als Angst und Zeit,

Mehr als ein Kampf der Ewigkeit?

Wenn Engel fallen, Dämonen knien,

Wird man mich richten – gibt´ s ein Flieh´n?

Der Himmel schließt sein letztes Tor,

Die Erde kniet, verstummt im Chor.

Ein Flügelschlag, ein letztes Sehen,

Kein Entkommen, kein Verstehen.

Im Feuer der Entscheidung bleibt allein

Was unlauter war und was unrein,

So stehen Seelen mit Bedrückung

Am sicheren Tage der Entrückung.

VENGEANCE!

FOR!

THE!

INNOCENT!

Ash in the cradle, silence screams,

Broken toys in shattered dreams.

Sky turns black with sirens crying,

Names erased, the truth is dying.

Boots on the ground with hearts of stone,

Pulling the trigger, then calling it “home.”

They draw their lines on a world in flames,

Wash their hands while they feed the blame.

Hear the mothers, hear the pain,

Hear the earth call out their names.

You lit the fire, you crossed the line—

Now face the reckoning of time.

Vengeance for the innocent, carved in steel and rage,

A debt you forged on history’s page.

You can’t outrun the blood you spill,

Justice rises with iron will.

Vengeance for the innocent, we won’t forget,

The screams you buried are screaming yet.

Flags and speeches, crowns of lies,

While children fall and heaven cries.

You hide behind your hollow thrones,

Built on graves and broken bones.

Hear the mothers, hear the pain,

Hear the earth call out their names.

You lit the fire, you crossed the line—

Now face the reckoning of time.

Vengeance for the innocent, carved in steel and rage,

A debt you forged on history’s page.

You can’t outrun the blood you spill,

Justice rises with iron will.

Vengeance for the innocent, we won’t forget,

The screams you buried are screaming yet.

This is not hate—this is the truth,

A stand for the lost, the stolen youth.

From the ashes, a promise sworn:

No more children left to mourn.