Whiteout
From a common human substance From the dust of the foregone From a common human essence The dirt of left behind Washed out by the hall of failure When the air is gone You'll suffocate losing sight in the mirror of your memories When the air is gone Undeterminate The father of your mediocrity Undeterminate The shadow of your fear He's never been your brother but was always around Just watching Maybe you've got rid of him or have left as a trap But you must still remember Undeterminate When the air is gone
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
The obligation You're born to pay The obligation You are in debt You owe You owe what nature will take away You have a debt even if it's on the first day You're in debt ever since you born till you die The obligation You're born to pay The obligation You are in debt You owe what nature will take away You have a debt even if it's on the first day You're in debt ever since you born till you die Give back the time Give back the hope Your goal and meaning What is in front of you and behind you that you die You're born to apy You are in debt So forget about freedom The obligation
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
Raging pestilence Set out for the search for the souls after the book has been opened The prey are the pure and spotless Unpunished carrion like snakes like arrows Raging pestilence Set out for the search for you after the book has been opened You need a blade to cut it out to be sure You need a blade to cut it out of you Release the rabid flies that pretend to be fowl Release the rabid flies that pretend to be fowl If you know it, you'll have to kill will want a repay You'll carry it like a stake growth into your heart You need a blade to cut it out to be sure You need a blade to cut it out of you Release the rabid flies that pretend to be fowl Release the rabid flies that pretend to be fowl Wait Wait, it's soon after the poison becomes the potion Wait, just a while in the name of law of the universe destroy That will never have courage to love The tunnels of sewers echoing the broken future in the name of law You need a blade to cut it out to be sure You need a blade to cut it out of you Release the rabid flies that pretend to be fowl Release the rabid flies that pretend to be fowl Raging pestilence Set out for the search for the souls after the book Raging pestilence Set out for the search for you
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
With no total elations losses that cost too much With no painful emotion constraining the mind With no total elations losses that cost too much I bow over every second I bow over every time Now I lay all by myself Feeling guilt of all my lies Lies With no religion or boundaries Without negation With full tolerance to nothingness With no religion or boundaries Without negation I'll never take off my shoes No logic, no disappointment I'll never take off my shoes No logic, no disappointment With no total elations losses that cost too much With no painful emotion constraining the mind Dust farm I'll build a connection Dust farm Fix the minute moments Dust farm Save the empty events Dust farm Buy myself another breath Dust farm with no toal elations Dust farm with no painful emotion
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
In the tree of consequences The sap of the official news Runs through the roots Makes you speculate Liberation Enslavement No servant nor a enemy With no feeling but want personal rules inquries Battering every minute Isolated as if by glass From the grim concepts Astonished Liberation Enslavement No servant nor a enemy With no feeling but want personal rules inquries Liberation This game is a comedy Wanting and fulfilled Always gettings something Astounded Looking for an explanation Inalterably abandoned Collecting catastrophes Enquiring In the tree of consequences The sap of the official news Runs through the roots Makes you speculate
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
In times of unclear conversions Attack-turned invocations In times of unclear conversions To let you play the wise In times of unclear conversions Attack-turned invocations In times of unclear conversions Without scruples I'll give away my dust The monster visited us by stealth The prophet was speechless about it I'll set out on a blurreed trail and even when you ask me to In times of unclear conversions Attack-turned invocations In times of unclear conversions To let you play the wise
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
Fading away and taking the last ones Fading away and taking the last ones The war was coming to an end Bloodbath at the front line Fading away and taking the last ones Fading away and taking the last ones Approaching from the east Here comes the betrayal Approaching from the east Fading away and taking the last ones Fading away and taking the last ones
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
The noise extinguished by deceit Implanted the void the sign of misfortune The frozen voice inaudibly falling apart The deception closed all the ears It demanded our speech to die down Without a trace and proof of iniquity Disdain Disgust Silence Entrapment Humilation Stillness Stillness is not a coincidence It's a mosaic of bad intentions Muteness is the grub of gods And the army of hush informants Mute witness Mute victim Mute existence Disdain Disgust Silence Entrapment Humilation
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
When you receive a blow that knocks you down And grip the edge instead of a helping head When you're in the depth of despair The pain is pouring from your wounded hands The game you're playing with every breath A play with no end, just a game The game you're playing with every breath A play with no end, just a game Let the instant burn out Memorize your feelings Load them in the chambers Aim and hit straight at your heart When every step takes you further away And the road is swamp of the past The game you're playing with every breath A play with no end, just a game The game you're playing with every breath A play with no end, just a game There's no means that work Solitude takes away your strength There's no means that work Solitude takes away your strength
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
This shit Deep hole Still in In woe This shit Deep hole Still in In woe Lost and formless now he has his go in the chaos he's definable This is his time building the mess to come Is saving our kind like a case of birth An incessant wave ever wailing Now the crudeness is the force His voice resounding Blissful in idiocy Calling for a response This shit Deep hole Still in In woe Still in Deep hole Still in In woe Burnt down giving a sign (Screamer) Showing the aim Showing the aim (Screamer) Like all the times (Screamer) Showing the aim Showing the aim
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.