Unspoken Names
An old weak, grey man on the hill Alone, sad he looks down, down the vale He remembers the old days, shadows of past The old days, memories he's lost He's searching for reasons, recalling the past For reasons, fractive remains He has before his eyes As the sky turned red Changed the world it's face Naught was anymore like before As the sky turned red Fertile days were gone Many moons raised and set since that time Now he's afraid of the return He has settled life once and for all He looks at the ruins of nature Mankind's work is done Vermins stay behind the downfall Weeds grow apace Withered trees- degenerated Desolated- tract of country Storming clouds- Unnatural colour Threatening, mystic phenomena Birds flight away With them our dreams Years of destination Took life away Inactive all the time Man's sense of guilt Now bones like glass He never can take measures (Sky turned red) The omen strikes again (Sky turned red) The back of beyond He has before his eyes As the sky turned red Changed the world it's face Naught was anymore like before As the sky turned red Fertile days were gone
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
Listen to the unspoken names! I see the horror day by day Only the sight shudders me World fail me, confuse me In there any explanation? I shall not find One name or kind What's behind Forbidden thoughts Keep me silent Opress me Every hour, every minute, every second Conscience pangs Heart beats Mind rotates — endlessly I feel the shock in my face How worse is the human race? Words fail me, confuse me Is there any explanation? Uncertainty Spreads abroad Makes me sick Hidden truth Face of death Morbid conflict Unintentional Awful fate Mental terror Impose silence Forced to be Under control — by myself War inside my head Forbidden what should be sayed Unspoken names Twisted and obscure Nothing less than more Unspoken names No solution Only thinking Is not changing Anything War of letters Ends in madness Call me coward I'm a liar! War inside my head Forbidden what should be sayed Unspoken names Twisted and obscure Nothing less than more Unspoken names I shall not find One name or kind What's behind Forbidden thoughts Keep me silent Oppress me Every hour, every minute, every second Conscience pangs Heart beats Mind rotates- endlessly Nothing less and more Unspoken names Nothing less and more Unspoken names
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
I'm walking into opaque nothingless No one can save my return Predition made another disconsolated creation Which is acting against it's "Free will" Will- my only will is still alive Pride- let me resist and survive Hate- gives enormous strenght Defiance Pain- I feel so tired Love- my love is dying But- my dignity is unviolable Defiance Path- of uncertainty Is- nutritive For- a further existence Unfathomable, ruthless world I'm lost, I'm born into Once the time will come To accept the battle "Since mankind's existence There's an endless war Between human beings" Every night the same returning vision My only foothold on the brink The piteous fall of the "antagonist" And finally I will win Will- my only will is still alive Pride- let me resist and survive Hate- gives enormous strenght Defiance Eyes- like flames of fire Fear- non of those things Which- thou shall suffer Defiance Once again it's time for another grave Another execution is done Are violence and senseless actions The human fate? Perfect bodies- imperfect brains
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026
I look in the mirror and what I can see Is one face with abandoment I can't hide myself and I'm not free Living in mental abesement Imprison The rising sun awakes gleams of hope But who does trust them anymore? A life in disillusion shows the truth of this gloomy glamour Imprison Wherever I walk on earth — a neverending search My present is my past — my future hopeless Live the dying world — injustice The vicious circle turns — impetuous From child, adolescent, adult, age of death Systematic clearence — disheartening experience No time, no place — for a righteous change No god, no preach could save my will to live Death was and will be All my dreams, all my wishes like a small heap of ashes Emotions, feelings they are gone Being formed and educated by... ...A prison called earth Your end is your birth — a prison called earth Self-realization's death — a prison called earth Death lust, Death lust, Death lust...
Submitted by SerpentEve — Mar 26, 2026