Waste Where Life Begins
Dried up wastes, soaking in your veins Canyons brave the ever-unforgiving plains Of a world, once teeming with life Dead and gone, only to repeat its plight Cycles of all life taking its place Birthed of tombs A sense of death spawned only from wombs Of the past, the present, and a future, the same Forever unsentient of what's became! It’s really all we'll ever be Just grains of dirt Blown in the breeze It nevеr starts, yet never еnds A cycle of Waste where life begins! All life, at others' expense It never starts, yet never ends Waste where life begins! From nature’s core, a mother's embrace To the ravaged scourge of the human efface A pattern scorn, violating its space As all time cries for the souls they encase Utterly scorned! Just specks of dust, one with the wind For nothing's all that's ever been Birthed of redundant tombs Torn from discordant wombs Just specks of dust, one with the wind For nothing's all that's ever been It's only more nothingness! It's all that’s ever been It’s only more nothingness! It's all there is It’s only more nothingness!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 11, 2026
You've made this bed, now lie into it! Come to grips with the unrelenting entombment of time As it comes before us Deterred by its ruminating, everlasting breadth Husk of a being An ode of social seething To lie in this bed we have made Entirely indifferent to the choices we evade Brooding! Without justification Without a presence to guide us Pummels all into the ground Laid into cinder! Frozеn in delirious paralysis! In this bed we’vе made No sign of sustenance or shade Apathetic to the vital pulse of life Grinding, gripping, twisting, fully captivating Indifferent to the choices we evade! And the time has come for recompense Deterred by its ruminating, everlasting breadth Husk of a being, absolutely guaranteeing Our place in the dirt! Come to terms For everything we have been! Dig your own grave! Lie in cinder!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 11, 2026
Suckling the purest of marrow and allness of the dead Bold white trees, sewn black leaves! Blight-absorbed, ever-torn Bold white trees, sewn black leaves! Stripped of identity Its dermis torn, bark is worn, its petals shorn A canker sore On nature’s mouth forevermore Blight-absorbed! Ever-torn! Withering this world! Bold white trees, sewn black leaves! Strangled spore, evermore Bold white trees, sewn black leaves! Earth’s domain dеvoid of life This well she’s blеssed has run its course Suckling the purest of marrow And allure of the dead Siphon, suckle, savor! On the dead! Bold white trees Sewn black leaves!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 11, 2026
“To live in the hearts of those we leave behind is to never die And to burn in the memories of our friends is to never say goodbye.” Nassaru! A person of virtue and substance We grieve the loss of this good samaritan A shining example To all in his aura The good ones, gone fast Leaving a void to never be filled by anyone else Taken away! Selfless! Stoic! Gracious! The bеst of all of us A victim of the substance-sucking hypocrites I can’t hеlp that I’ve come to hate that degenerate piece of shit For taking away a mentor who shaped what I am today But you wouldn’t want that, would you? A truly good Samaritan! No more pain! Leave it all behind! You endured much So much trial and tribulation May you find a peaceful place To lay your head for eternity Deserving of much more than you were granted May you be rewarded in valhalla! “There are scars in life, just as there are scars on a man's heart You cannot erase the past, nor should you try It is the wounds we carry that shape who we become.” Nassaru! You are the cornerstone of what it means to be A truly selfless, humble man Nassaru! Nassaru! Ascending onward to a much more fitting place Called to rest!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 11, 2026
For once a land of stars A sea of patrons and worshippers I look upon my kingdom come, the fame hath come and gone Yet still I turn to the empty “crowd” Hear me now! I am... ...A hologram! A shell of a man! Singing silently From an empty stage! Conceited of my deepest fantasies Unrelenting, even in death’s sweet release! I decay Into a relic with no audience An 8-track of nostalgia encased in apocalypse Catalogue of my loss Turntables of memories I am an archive I’m not evеn sure I’m alive, I am... ...A hologram! A shell of a man! Singing silеntly From an empty stage! Come to me! The glitz and the glamour This scent of idolatry All that I crave is one more bite from the apple of fortune and fame It’s all I want! It’s what I dream! Digitized, no records are spun My body of work, broadcasted to none!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 11, 2026
Sól tér sortna, sígr fold í mar Hverfa af himni heiðar stjörnur Geisar eimi vid aldrnari Leikr hár hiti við himin sjalfan
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 11, 2026
Corse cold chroma, seeping dry! Once one with Pangaea Bleeding of brawn and will to stand The black smoke of a bleeding earth! As we watch the mark of gnostic times Noxious on the resin of lost lives Once one with the atmosphere All now condemned to disappear Black Smoke, Bleeding Earth! Paradise decays! Black Smoke, Bleeding Earth! Paradise, decay! Clotting rain begins to flow! Drowning all deceased Drowning all released of esperance The end of all day and night Showing face through austere sight Lеsions, detentive pinе Curt thine wings, treated like swine Once one with the atmosphere All now condemned to disappear Black Smoke, Bleeding Earth! Dying of the tides Black Smoke, Bleeding Earth! Paradise, decay! Withering! Enervating! Withering! Permeating! As we watch the world attenuate its denizens Stripping the will to live from man’s embrace Shining forth a hue of tasteless light and somber tones They reach and plead to become one of stone As we watch the world attenuate its denizens Stripping the will to live from man’s embrace Lustrous god morose, a genocide so grandiose A longing death is what is wanted most We’re already dead! Abode we beg to shed We’re already dead! Black Smoke, Bleeding Earth!
Submitted by SerpentEve — Jul 11, 2026