Marée Noire
This is the casket you sleep in Oh poor ape, living futile life Searching for the truth Denying the only certainty he'll ever have Righteous man, living by the book Blaming the devil for each and all modern ills A lifestyle that pacifies your existence It's your false concept of progress It's your reactionary views leading us to nowhere It's your ideologies... the casket you sleep in And we all die alone Wretched Desperately searching for Hope And there is no peace in death Nothing to appease your shattered heart and aspirations We are all alone. This place is our tomb Oh and your endless quest for Truth, for Unity With a closet full of skeletons Bones of the victims, casualties, human sacrifices... Doesn't your quest lose all of its meaning? Sisyphus, who you try to fool? This is not what you're here for Sisyphus, are you tired yet? This is just getting started Revolt. Freedom. Passion.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025
I can see you're scared And I can see your hands shaking like leaves "Blessed are the peacemakers, the children of God" And we all witness the massacres in its name The genocides it creates And we all witness and we all partake I can see you coward Just like a man scared of dark Engaging war in the name of the most high Just like a lamb misguided towards the holy light Keep apprehending the end and the end will surely come A self-fulfilled prophecy The story of a celebration of ignorance And old traditions helped us deny the obvious This madness is ruining us all In its name, in our name A celebration of ignorance A reenactment of a scene we've celebrated And now, we don't care, never did, the black tide will soon hit the coast You think this story started hard, wait this story's ending bad A nation, a prophet, a new enemy He claims God hears the words from his lips And will show us the way to Salvation You drink his words Blood of Christ Commandments Now condemned to live this self-fulfilled prophecy
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Morbid globetrotters With invisible hands designed to strangle This is my fatalist vision I hate to admit Let it die. Let it blow up in our face We failed to prevail and now all there is... The stench of death, across the earth Global standardization of our ways to suffer Breeding a new kind of soldier and consumer "This is not enslavement, it's a great opportunity" And human misery is not an obstacle A profit at what cost? Another death, another kill "You were predisposed to accept this gift we're offering, now don't pass up on this offer cause the market won't give you any second chances."
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
Is this the end? Hands tied to this sinking ship Release what's left of you Reveal who you truly are Your true and passionate existence This world is a cold hard place These chains are thick as hell They hurt and cut you open They hurt and bleed you dry Daily contribution to a system In which you do not fit Feeling of deception and being useless I swear I've been there too Wish I could have showed you the way and have been there for you Cause sometimes all you really need is something you can hold on to I know this taste stuck in your mouth I know this apathy too well Just like the sight of your open wrist. It's forever stuck in my head For years I thought I was safe from this But you prove me once again There is no way out Sometimes all you need Is something to hold on to And years, thinking I was safe... But the sight of the blood Coming out of your wrist Is yet another failure Sometimes all you need is something to hold on to For years that thing for me was you
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025