The Vibrant Sound of Bliss and Decay

[Step 1: Misery of Submission] Inhale the fabric of the gods to live their dreams Walk the powdered line Inspire death with a single breath Blasphemy and blood mix like a toxic kiss, such familiar bliss Her face was freed from my arm Elated in vermillion charm Look down upon salvation Stare down at what is killing me In one euphoric moment I'm blessed by the touch of faith Holy Mother I'll give my life to bleed you Holy Mother Just one more rush to see you forever...forever...forever [Step 2: The Chemical Christian] Leaning to a new light in my chemical conversion I spill her face again to feel that sweet perversion Take me with carols and make my heart silent Show me a promise to stir with the timeless Look down upon salvation Stare down at what is killing me In one euphoric moment I'm touched by the face of faith Holy Mother I'll give my life to bleed you Holy Mother Just one more rush to see you forever...forever...forever

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 18, 2026

Upon a rock I find my stance with vain image my mind in trance I gaze down cross the florid vales to lift myself on timbered gales So I sweep down to drink of my wake in a languid glassy stream which flows to the grand blue lake where I swim to inner theme So easily closed - my inner faces exposed Frames of changes hold slow to fear me, to judge me, to know Throwing my unity to the wind I step through aeons in an effort to transcend Searching the lines beyond all I have to ask I gently fly my Illumination Mask Down past the arbored way my diverse charismas writhe In antimasque they sway to visualize my different sides In a world of appearances I separate myself to find my youth I unveil truth and drink of innocence So easy to hide - true emotions divide Frames of changes hold slow to fear me, to judge, me, to know Throwing my unity to the wind I step through aeons in an effort to transcend Searching the lines beyond all I have to ask I gently fly my Illumination Mask Throwing my unity to the wind I step through aeons in an effort to transcend Searching the lines beyond all I have to ask I lay to waste my Illumination Mask

Submitted by The Void — Apr 18, 2026

[originally by Sarah McLachlan] The ice is thin, come on dive in Underneath my lucid skin the cold is lost forgotten Hours pass, days pass, time stands still Light gets dark and darkness fills my secret heart forbidden I think you worried for me then The subtle way that I gave in But I know, you liked the show Tied down to this bed of shame Tried to move around the pain but oh, your soul was anchored The only comfort is the moving of the river I enter into you a lie upon your lips Offer what you can I'll take all that I can get Only a fool here I don't like your tragic sighs as if your god has passed you by Well, hey fool, that's your deception Your angels speak with jilted tongues The serpents tail has come undone You have no strength... The only comfort is the moving of the river I enter into you a lie upon my lips Offer what you can I'll take and take only a fool here to stay only a fool here to stay only a fool

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 18, 2026

Their screams came as if to blame the ones chosen in their names Only in bonds will they rejoice Open are their mouths and hands Composed, exposed around demand The Victim Cult will share one voice But I remain To toil and feign While the fawns tread through their lives And I remain In a system that's gained Fro the blood of the brave And the belief in a man without equals They toil the earth with tools that were stolen Broken, broken A broken standard set upon The drive inside that spurs us on The right to walk a path to be Far from the gathering Live with and live without To mark the path with faith or doubt Broken hands from stolen gains Pull the strings and link the chains And now we cry for the million suns that have set before their prime And the weary weep in silence in awe The ones chosen in their name Open their mouths and hands Composed/exposed around demand Only in bonds will they rejoice The victim cult all share one voice Hope runs out Ego is slain in a lecherous game They stand firm Open the throats from which all wisdom came Warning and faking their way through life taking The moments from the able by force Time runs out Sever the ties and leave them without "Man's life—the life of man qua rational being—is the proper standard of value. Your own life—and happiness as its emotional concomitant—is the purpose of morality... Sacrifice is the surrender of value—of a higher value to a lower one, of of the good to the evil... Since evil is irrational, it can succeed only with the consent and aid of the rational. The Morality of Death is perpetuated by the sanction of its victims—the men of reason and ability... Stop supporting your own destroyers through the sanction you give them. Do not try to live on your enemies' terms of to win a game when they're setting the rules. Do not help them fake reality... Fight for this world, in the name of the best within you. You will win when you are ready to pronounce this oath: "I swear—by my life and my love of it—that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine." [From John Galt's speech] Their lives are abstract from minds Whose theories collapse Their motives hate fact Replaces by notions that lapse And now I cry for the million suns that have set before their prime And the weary weep in silence stricken by the sign For the first time in their lives They've seen before it's time And the weary weep in silence and awe A broken standard set upon The drive inside that spurs us on The right to walk a path to be Far from the gathering Live with and live without To mark the path with faith or doubt Broken hands from stolen gains Pull the strings and link the chains "Everything that is really great and inspiring is created by the individual who can labor in freedom." [Albert Einstain] "There've been other times when danger upon the world defied the services of singularity beetles."

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 18, 2026

The blackened wraiths are gone that settled half past dawn Their earthen feet move slow to regard their words of woe On and on the door insists to thin the room as time persists And idle lives can now reclaim their rightful place away from blame of the parents that hold a frame of a child to rest they've lain and the son who's left alone to wonder when she's coming home Oh how mercy slept behind the rail from which she leapt Passive by the daze beneath he stare that graced a flight to open air (a wish to fail) Now in plain sight to all was a word behind her fall and a secret that she kept in spite of how the banister wept All these crimes that brought me to this day were marred as moments of abject hearsay All these nights of sleepless thinking I've run from the light behind the innocence veil and the wail of impunity that was riddled by scale Then one night of labored dreaming I heard the voiceless mass that were teaming In our space of arduous paths the mask of idolatry was lifted by an enemy the lines ran black and framed my shadow half Hold on to these Breathe in, release Remains of the day Reflects what falls away In all we see And all we speak It's 3pm again and silence fills the den A lonely figure sits with a stare of the notes that should be there From the things she used to play that he'd wait for every day A life led in quiet (resigned and uncertain) A line left of perfect Oh he called her name out as he rushed to fix her hair Inside a mass of splintered cedar on the marble by the stairs One mind only spoke of life in regret and gains at what cost while wrapped up in distractions he let her get lost What need be in all we see is a value that we pay for what falls away Time's lone pace will blur her face and each thing has its day for what falls away His mother knows that he can't understand how things end and why the broken parts can't seem to mend What you missed can't be found on my walls or in pages While you were gone I poured my soul into the darkest of places You kept your eye on the surface Beguiled by the wit of my smile I suffered gladly in the still of my style The plane of want subdued and gaunt I feared the first step taking and reached back in a moment of waking Thanks to email.ccp for sending these lyrics. Submits, comments, corrections are welcomed at webmaster@darklyrics.com CEA SERIN LYRICS

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 18, 2026