The Event Horizon

He had no eyes He saw much more than us Fire in his hands Stigmata of the universe He came to reign Over our dying world Nobody knew him And he knew everyone by name There in his book So many dates, so many fates There in his book of death Your final scream and my last breath Mysterious signs Symbols and scribbles everywhere On every yellowed page All in his book of death He said no word Yet we have to obey His silent orders We understood them very well Inside the ring Of cosmic energies He shaped black matter Using the strongest gravity There in his book So many dates, so many fates There in his book of death Your final scream and my last breath Mysterious signs Symbols and scribbles everywhere On every yellowed page All in his book of death Stigmata of the universe Cause we knew everyone by name We understood them very well Feeling the strongest gravity

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

In the holy river Ganges In the river of karma and souls Shiva speaks to the goddess Kali Gentle breezes carry his voice In the holy river Ganges Pilgrims wash away their sins And the water kisses their bodies Like the priestess of your dreams At the Sati ritual fires burn and burn Flames will quickly take you down You will drown in flames In the sacred river Ganges In the river of spirits and blood Shiva speaks to the goddess Kali Kali will respect no god On the hill there is a graveyard Where the fire people lie Those who cannot ever be there To the river are sacrificed At the Sati ritual fires burn and burn Ganges endless waves still flow But the ashes change In the blessed river Ganges There are many skulls and bones Shiva speaks to the goddess Kali Kali wants to kill us all No more room for Kama Sutra If you wish to stay alive You are waiting for a new star Maybe in another time Take a dive into the waters Swim and search the gate inside You may find a lot of wonders You may break it open wide

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

In the web of dreams In the well of nightmares In the world of her coma She's playing her game She belongs to the clan Half-alive, half-dead Her astral body Stronger than her mortal shell Sleepwalking She is Still talking In her sleep She's stalking Her prey Sleepwalking Somnambulist Sleepwalking She is Still talking In her sleep She's stalking Her prey Sleepwalking Somnambulist In distorted rooms Corridors to nowhere In the depths of her coma She has found her home She's no longer alone Forever she belongs there Her astral body Stronger than her mortal shell Sleepwalking She is Still talking In her sleep She's stalking Her prey Sleepwalking Somnambulist Sleepwalking She is Still talking In her sleep She's stalking Her prey Sleepwalking Somnambulist

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

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A rude awakening I realize There's cold obsession in my eyes An alien face that I have to show Belonged to me then some years ago I'm not myself I've killed my feelings, I'm soulless ice There's cold obsession in my eyes My hidden self comes, comes out again Now filled with hatred and so full of pain I'm not myself Bullshit me with all that fiction Your propaganda is my addiction I don't believe a word you say I wanna have and walk my way You hide from death in lies of life But then you die, who'll tell me why? Leave me alone and let me be You make me blind but I still see Although so young, I'm old and wise There's cold obsession in my eyes I face my fears, I lose the fight My soul is darkened and knows no light I'm not myself I've killed my feelings, I'm soulless ice There's cold obsession in my eyes Bullshit me with all that fiction Your propaganda is my addiction I don't believe a word you say I wanna have and walk my way You hide from death in lies of life But then you die, who'll tell me why? Leave me alone and let me be You make me blind but I still see

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

In the vapours of opium In a smoky Paris salon Like a black and white photo It's a kind of deja vu Dancing girls Their faces veiled Naked bellies Empty stares Hissing snakes around their necks You are there but you don't care Absinthe in your mind and body Wormwood taste inside your mouth See that masquerade of shadows Hear the voices in your head And you're writing drunken poems And you're kissing your sweet muse Candles burning on the tables And the night belongs to you You you you you.... Every day is forgotten When you dive into the madness And her snake is your totem It's a kind of deja vu Drinking more Smoking more Fame and glory at your door Break the seal Get unreal You are there but you don't care Absinthe in your mind and body Wormwood taste inside your mouth See that masquerade of shadows Hear the voices in your head And you're writing drunken poems And you're kissing your sweet muse Candles burning on the tables And the night belongs to you You you you you.... Early dawn you are half awake Heavy eyes and a dizzy head What's a dream, what is real life? You're just waiting for another night

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Slow and majestic, it grew up Just like divine creepers of vine Once in the rain, then in the sun And in the morning misty clouds Emotionless and still unchanged Emotionless and still unchanged In the tomb of thoughts Sarcophagus of youth That torments me on The diary of my days Written by the past The treasure of my life Which I hold dear Right here, in my heart So deep within me Inside of me Slow and majestic, it grew up The emptiness within my heart Under the moon, under the stars And in the evening misty clouds So merciless and cold like ice So merciless and cold like ice Then it became my silent shroud The emptiness within my mind My secret window out of time With views and images there outside With landscapes always grey and white Always grey and white In the tomb of thoughts Sarcophagus of youth That torments me on The diary of my days Written by the past The treasure of my life Which I hold dear Right here, in my heart So deep within me Inside of me

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Winter forest Winter patterns on the trees Trudging through the horny bushes Snow is cracking Underneath my feet Broken branches Shadows grey My eyes can hardly see So full of tears Winter forest I can hear chanting monks And his heart so cold and silent Which is calling Calling me to come Hungry ravens Looking down But I'm still alive The power of my will Is my only guide There within the woods My friend will be buried In the burial ground Outside of monastery I must see his funeral I must be there just in time Getting late and getting dark Where's the path I cannot find Winter forest Fading whispers in the wind You rest somewhere six feet under Snow has covered All the memories Hungry ravens Looking down But I'm still alive The power of my will Is my only guide There within the wood My friend has been buried In the burial ground Outside of monastery I have seen his funeral And no comfort will I find

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

In his room - an alien aura Glass-pipes, mortars, golden vessels He knows all, but he must hurry Working on what seems so precious He's gonna turn this steel into gold Appyling magic and isung his Stone The artefact he stole from the gods He'll pay the price - and he says: why not? Like any searcher, ge'd never give up He keeps on trying to see what is what He sold his soul a long time ago He'll pay it back when death takes its toll In his room - an alien aura Glass-pipes, mortars, golden vessels He know all, but he must hurry Working on what seems so precious In the world he cannot enter Something strange is soon to happen And he had better find the centre Of this complicated pattern Although so close, he ain't reached his goal Can't stop the race against the clock He's gonna turn this steel into gold He's got the key but it don't fit the lock His bleeding hands no longer feel pain Why must he do it again and again? Another move and another try The later answer - the sooner he'll die He's aware aof the things to come He should end what he has begun Wishes he could have more time In the cards - a cruel future There is a crack across the mirror That's a very scary picture And it's slowly getting nearer In the world he cannot enter Something strange is soon to happen Will he ever find the centre Of this complicated pattern?

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

The traveller has come many miles He's tired, half closing his eyes No thoughts - only peace in his mind What once was is now left behind He can't yet decide where to go And can't really say yes or no The sun's going down to the west The traveller feels ready to rest

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025