Rite of Passage
A veiled entranceway adorned with amber and gold The key nowhere to be found, what will this place hold? Lies, built on sand Deceive, passersby on hand Unlock the mystery to degeneracy Behind closed doors, shut from what is real Covering in the dark the agony they feel Rug-swept in one quick motion, dustless shine the streets Meticulous devotion to make their ends meet Pain, over and over Rape, nothing is sacred Penned in by walls of stone, no escape from home Behind closed doors, shut from what is real Covering in the dark the agony they feel Cracks form through the bricks That shield them from their fate The storm of retribution sweeping through today The seal is torn apart The veil is ripped to shreds Illusion crumbles down The moment will come Kicking in the door Making short work of the pervert and the whore Obliterating brick by brick Sarcastically offering the short end of the stick
Submitted by Immortal — Jun 21, 2026
A smokescreen circumvents the insight to repent Head games, false pretense, decisive argument Hallucinations and firm delusions A mirror cabinet, our soul's bayonet Emerald Percepticon The ire of things forgone Mirage of deceit Our eyes made to bleed It's there not here Utopia's Auctioneer drawing us to illusion A permanent solution Irreversible choice, an irrevocable voice Irreperably torn, irretrievably forlorn Emerald Percepticon The ire of things forgone Mirage of deceit Our eyes are made to bleed Avoid avert deflect abstain responsibility Catching up will be the pain to tranquility
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Always a step behind in sight of their backs Not gaining any ground through constant attacks Never signed up for this, a never-ending race Still ran so hard for it, a mind-bending chase The more you calculate the effort and its cost You soon will abdicate and scoff at what you lost Any place Any time The doorway is in sight Die Schmach ist das Ziel Incorporate the sting you feel For the netherworld you're bound The one who's lost and never found Apply the blinders and bury second thoughts Marching only forward, never will be caught Veering off the pathway cracking through debris Unbeknownst in front the promised land to see Any place Any time Destination in sight Die Qual ist das Ziel Commemorate the sting you feel For serenity you're bound
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
The choice is made, the veil fell The price to pay will send you to hell Echoes dancing from wall to wall The grand monument, now watch it fall Cannot tell, cannot see, will never know Suppressed, kept down, the urge will grow Undone it cannot be, the flick has been switched Mow down the ugliness all around They got a glimpse, the tide of blood is rolling Panickly scrawling around, the wolf patrolling Now they claim to know him Now they claim to understand Looking down the barrel empathy is at hand At the tipping point the sick mind will react Evoking in the dead of life the bullets' cataract Grotesque sense of justice, twisted retribution Everyone will pay for this solution Prolonging misery and multiplying pain Innocent lives are squashed like pieces of their brain
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Sometimes one cannot withstand that flaunt Struggling to complete fleeting wants In time not able to forget and cope At last what we remains we can't hold But is it required to fight the fight Is it law or sin to play to win In introspect decisions are made In retrospect the act was late At most we put in an effort to care In this world of cruel twists, of smoke and mist But is required to play the hand Is it law or sin to be conquering In introspect it was always clear In retrospect they hear what they wanna hear All the time, all the thought All the talk, all the walk Spirits guiding their souls Split them from control Drawn to the light, yours to decide Course-correct or run and hide Circumvent with all your might All the time, all the thought All the talk, all the walk Spirits guiding their souls Split them from control Drawn to the light, yours to decide To course-correct or run and hide Circumvent with all your might
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Blissfully walking, blinders set your sight Corrosion underneath your pathway of life Someday it will come to pass To purgatory at last Can't hear the shrieking sounds, the frame collapsing now Still standing high above hell's undertow Now it will come to pass It's purgatory at last The sounds you hear Crying in despair The sights you fear Life is never fair You smell the stench, confined in misery No relief at wake, the nightmare's become real Alone in the crossfire facing reality Clenching your fist, hold on to sanity
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
In the case of individuality From the core they flee It is nothing profound Be seen and heard and talked-about Genuine connection lost Values foray, today, decay Flickers of Chasm succumb to lewd phantasm As the lights drift apart steadily away Tugged at the egocentic magnetism, judgment day Human shields suffer for imbecility Thoughtless narcissists' primal casualty Unable to shed the skin, to turn the page around Amoral sneak-attacks to push them to the ground Collateral damage done regardless of their worth Entitlement stays strong which was assigned at birth When faced with their own shadow, perplexed by their acts Pipedreams get substituted for the brutal facts Once realization hits revert to status quo They shield themselves from it cause that is what they do
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Instrumental
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Approach the striking surface, let the match ignite And what surrounds you will be smoldering on Lit up in ever-burning light To sacrifice what was standing tall As the hand gets consumed, engulfed by rotting fiber Counter the progress of decay Severed and lifeless, it is the only way Eliminate the host, the parasite Demolish the preciousness For it is disfigured and decayed Decimated by the birds of plague Ripe to annihilate And then it will come The point of no return No hesitation, the pyre will burn Night after night, night after night Scorch the earth, make it pay Night after night, night after night Rejuvenate from disarray And when it is done Across the line of shame In the no-mans-land between lives Night after night, night after night Torch my world, end it today Time after time, day after day Smash the vessel, fly again Night after night, night after night Scorch the earth, make it pay Night after night, night after night Rejuvenate from disarray
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026