Crash Course
Ripping through the darkness Rays from spotlights drawing lines Sending out a message From which nobody can hide Searching for a weakness Or ignorance of any kind Capital neon letters Casting shadows in my mind Prompting for attention Making me feel sick Insulting my intelligence With every cheapish trick What they're really after Is as clear as the signs The message isn't subtle Between those neon lines Lies 'r' us We make up everything we're selling In fear we trust With it comes need and hypochondria We rip the crust Tear it off, and let new blood flow like Tears from lush And we squeeze, and we're laughing at you Standing at the crossroads The grave torment of choice My silhouette defining Against the background noise Contemplating weapon Sarcasm, irony or dis Leaning towards candor And sober analysis Hello Hello Moto I'm not sure I'm lovin' it Santa's favourite soda Will make you just as fit And am I really worth it Am I having it my way I figure I'll just do it I'll think different - as you say Lies 'r' us...
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 07, 2026
Under the surface Behind these walls This is where I'm hiding Hiding from the world This armoured vessel This steel can is my home And I can't get out And no one can get in No more will you see me again And oh, I'll never see the light of day And I know I've been under so, under so long Hanging on to my only hope When I feel that I just can't cope I'm looking through my periscope In a shallow environment I've been taught to live But I always wondered what was in the deep Trapped in the indecision of which way to go Where it's safe and home or where no one has gone Oh, I don't know why I don't get along Got too much energy but I still belong To a world where all my questions are wrong And they won't ever understand me, so Hanging on to my only hope Still looking through my periscope I have a question I would like to ask To who's ever listening To myself Does everything that you give come back to you And if nothing's offered you might as well be dead Oh no, I have a lot more to give But I don't Don't know how to let it out Let it show Not even to the people I know So here I go Here I go Hanging on to my only hope I'm looking through my periscope
Submitted by Grave666 — Mar 26, 2026
I could have pushed you out that day That would have been the easy way Watch you fly down that hundred meter fall I wouldn't care at all Falling, falling, drowning Inhaling and you're screaming Screaming... Pleading don't go Mirages - as I hurt you in my mind As the memories unwind Mirages - as you led me to believe In things that only you conceive Why do you play that vicious game I ask myself most every day So high, that hundred meter fall I turn around and there you are Falling, falling, drowning Inhaling and I'm screaming Screaming... Pleading... Bleeding Victoria falls were much too real It's beauty false though now I see Please try to explain What was the aim, what was the gain No matter how I try to wash it off The stains remain (We are gathered here today To say our last farewells We fell so hard down that hundred meter fall Now - only stains of us remain) Mirages - as you twisted with my mind As you told me I was blind Mirages - well constructed to deceive The trusty and naive Mirages - as you offered no reprieve From the hell you had achieved Mirages - as I finally could see That there was nothing to conceive
Submitted by Grave666 — Mar 26, 2026
Every generation lives In the shadows of the last This one's no exception Before traditions set the rules But this is something new There are no directions All or nothing We are stuffing Our waistlines increasing And with it IQs are dropping Keep on pushing Blame it on Cushing Sit down, take it easy you know There's no point in rushing Hey, we're slaves of the plethora season No work to be done So chill now everyone Hey, we're suffering from indulgence syndrome Nothing but joy We have no choice There's a theme park called the west With high fences all around So there'll be no distractions Here we do what we do best Exploiting everyone In search of perfection All or nothing We are suffering Taking their oil and their lives And there's still no cuffing No dominion No opinion There's not a new law or decision That we're not in on Hey, we're slaves of the plethora season We need all the gas To move that thriving ass Hey, we live in the immunity zone Time to rejoice Boys and toys In our corner of the world Got nothing much to fear So we turn on each other Some girls have formed a plan Goes straight past equality This without deception Injustice for ten thousand years Now blaming anyone Who can get an erection All or nothing They're not bluffing Hey, we're slaves of the plethora season Those who have none in crotch They've finally grown nuts Hey, we're standing in the enemy zone Let's head on home Y chromosome
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 07, 2026
In the depths I saw something beckoning me An ugly shape deep down in the sea In the corner of my eye, an inner world so blind But I know, yes I know; it's only in my mind In the depths I mirror myself, twisted reflections It is not me, must be a wicked imagination In the language of sorrow at the bottom of the sea The shape turns it's head and speaks to me I am too many for my shadow on the wall Into the deepest of water we hand in hand fall Voices do surround, sadness is unbound We dive, tranquillity in death is found A shadow walks beside me, my liquid gemini As I weep, It laughs, above the silent sky And as I laugh, It kills me with every passing second With every passing second...In the deepest of waters... I am too many for my shadow on the wall Into the deepest of waters we hand in hand fall Voices do surround, sadness is unbound We dive, tranquillity in death is found... In the depths I saw something beckoning me An ugly shape deep down in the sea In the corner of my eye, an inner world so blind But I know, yes I know; it's only in my mind In the language of sorrow at the bottom of the sea The shape turns its head and speaks to me
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 07, 2026
Stone on stone Forming defenses from the crowd Brick by brick climbing the sky No asking where when or now Nor solving the mystery of why Supposed to lead us all as one The only thing they do is lead us on So just be careful where you tread Obstacles and traps ahead Mudfilled trenches, barbwired fences Spotlights on the wall Guards assemble, fingers tremble As the sirens call But nothing's gonna stop us Till the inner circle falls Step by step advancing Closer to the core Megaphones that never cease Old slogans all heard before Shout freedom as a metaphor for peace Oh please The rising drawbridge's not so far We're run as catapults recharge It is no longer safe to hide See you on the other side Mudfilled trenches, barbwired fences Spotlights on the wall Guards assemble, fingers tremble As the sirens call But nothing's gonna stop us Till the inner circle falls
Submitted by Grave666 — Mar 26, 2026
Incoming message Simple, loud and clear Materialized vengeance Arrogance and fear What is that you do not understand No paperwork required No stamps or signatures No negotiation No return adress Still you look like you don't understand This is your great chance to An opportunity to A brand new start for you to A clean late for all your friends too Bring ye forth the free markets In which you'll give us free labour Behold the modern, free slavery Freedom has now struck you Join us now or fuck you Freedom now demands you Freedom wants a thank you Spoken like a true emperor Spoken like a true conqueror Spoken like a true terrorist
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 07, 2026