Casketgarden
Album • 2003
Unborn into a dying world of waters Unable to inhale this corrosive disease Rising and tearing this world apart Corrosive disease Lifeless and soulless urge in me Bloody need (to hate) Thrown out in this pale grey skied-utopia Bled out my shapeless cell, my embryonic seed In the deserts of rust I wander In the deserts of rust I hide This corroded soul of mine Infected-murdered-dead Unborn into a dying world of waters Unable to inhale this corrosive disease This human cancer needs no cure or wonder Through the obscure womb I see The bloody need to hate To smash it all away Human corrosive disease
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025
This cubist court room of life Tribunal genocide Deformed faces still Featureless- mentally blind Mentally blind All I see - is some light among the sutures of my eyes I see-this eternal black ink of lies on my death .....certificate This cubist court room of life Hand to hand brandishing Why are you pointing at me My eyes are sewed I can not see False witness is the charge against me Give your bureaucratic knife Hand to hand brandishing Since it points at me Stab in me deep within
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
"...Of the grief of those who haven't got sewed eyes to see the world"
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
...And when I look back to the ancient Afraid of thousand hiding eyes I have to run cause they tear my soul apart Forgotten remains of the thought I've got to... Hide- Hide- Hide- Hide Run- Run- Run Facing the face of degenration Hide with me- Sing the song of tears Ashes reckon with me the long exhausted The long exhausted fire ...And when I run my hopeless path-eternal Paved with million hating lies I feel that my cosmic dead end can be here Becoming stardust, antigen I've got to... Hide- hide- hide- hide Sail- sail- sail In non-existing deep levitation Frozen between space and time My still life is to Hide- hide- hide- hide Weightlessly But my still life My life's still burden... ...And when I watch my dying terra mater Like stellar teardrop in the time Dressed in blue silk like a widow of the life Only ashes will survive Frozen between space and time My still life is to Fight- fight- fight- fight ...And facing the face of degenration Degenerate!
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
This sea of tears And the oceans we've bled Divide Our continents of fear and blind In the shade of a new sun Creating an other world of lies Cry mankind Let the screaming lava On the day when silence died Liquid lead in your ears Melting brainburning mute Lies Hydrogen toadstoole forge of the blind Screaming, bursting,the lead gates of thinking Let flow the raging sorrow again and again Forever burn! (Within-the only living atom-the only whispering black hole) But I will scream I will scream down the dams With bursting oceans we've bled Cry Re-opening the seven gates of hell In the shade of our old sun Destroying this widow earth Forever burn! Burn!
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025
Immortal - with others' heart, with others' brain Gasped by entrails of this modern form of insane... ...Insane... Insane Controlled - incest of human side Genetical society of laboratory suicide ...Suicide... Suicide Eternal- incorporated Artifical lenghtening of this ending time Immortal- incorporated Artifical lenghtening of this ending time Egoistic euthanasia- we, the goods of the trade Engineered lobotomy- their power to increase Soulless- deep coded in coded in your DNA You're inferior flesh of the manufacturing process ...Just flesh Immortality incorporated!
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025
Until now I stand here as a middlepoint of a maelstorm Round and round Deep inside in my mind I've inhaled with my burning serpent vacuum The frozen glances of non-existence Vacancy Their dying window pain smiles at me Time to time Your shallow, judas soil of mind Melted by a burning serpent maelstorm The flaming feelings of a non-existent I feel your cold steel through my body Like the only universe of pain Non-existent non-divine Lock-jaw fate Keep at least this embers burning of your hate Until the time When comprihends your shallow mind I am the sinew around the skull of cosmos ...The non-existent Feel my cold steel through your body Like the only universe of pain Non-existent non-divine
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
What did you think You god, you bastard When you opened this scars on me? Why did you make My skull with 5 black holes To suck what you create and live in the pain dimension? Live in the pain dimension with eyes to see, Ears to hear, mouth to lick and brain to think Why? you god, you bungler Why you sewed this worm skin on me? Why is it good A shreded skin to live in, To scrape all the scars 'till they blood, what your serpent son worn? What you serpent son worn with eyes to see Nose to smell, brain to think. Pain in me deep within Like a thorn under the skin Cold demise burns inside.... 7th scar... Why you opened this seventh scar? Thorn under skin that forever hurts! What did you think You god, deceiver When you cut a seventh scar in me? What did you feel When you laid your lance rest And the crown of you son start to throb...under my ribs? Under my ribs inside my skin A heart of thorns... forever
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
The black curtain blinds our sun again Man of nature - nature of man Playing god again Over and over again... Mother! The black canvas is falling down again Hate-murder-art patterned after This blackened bastard How can we paint the reality? Mother! Hail hail - sun father Close your eyes and the world goes under And all the mankind shall growling to be saved Hail hail - sun father Who will mourn the day? Comprehension beyond eternal void Made belief narrow mind whose eyes will tear Whose eyes will prove... ...The unconcievable ? Mother! My widow mother earth Look at this black sun through your tear-stained veil And burn your pestilenced weed away! Life-giver Lonlier Widow mother earth
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
Through infinite dreams of chaos On the day when silence died There's a place that we rule - we, the blind Where our soul of hate can rest And where ashes turn to dust Where the chains will be broken, the chains of "must" Tears of mourning, cold deception- The only castaway I am Burn these hollow shores of ocean- Let the celebration begin! Through thousands of burning sorrows Across the vast oceans of time My journey finally ends in my mind Where the flag of hate can rest Where the beauty should be found Why is it so? I look back and there is the light ...Where the ashes turn to dust Where the flag of hate can rest Where the beauty can be found Fear will rise!
Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025
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