Grief Tethers
Exhaustion, overwhelming Seems the end is drawing near Withholding reality, conditions finally clear Connection, understanding, elusive in this house of fear Open your mouth, let it seep out Forged in secrecy and endless doubt Don't shy away, we share this pain Braced with unspeakable malaise As nails separate from clawing out of the grave Love offered her hand and begged you to be brave It's not the same, it never was Snuff out the contempt, lean deeply into trust
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
Boundaries, a mirage,conversation stalls Sinking into nothingness, further from resolve Anecdotal care, sorrowfully aware Every step is led by pain, the edict doth declare We can make this right Can not slip into the pattern, change the path, reset the bone No sense aching past confessions, move on Expel my charred heart to the dogs, to the dirt, let it rot Move on
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
Fill your cave with waste, the old canard of solace In extravagant mercy, clutch your chest and eat the floor Binge on the fat of kings, ingest the poison Plotting an endless dance with no precious organs The presence of heaven proves you're in hell And you thought drowning would be peaceful Slaughter your oppressor and don't forget their flock Bury them in garbage, burn the church inside your heart You are not beholden to what another man writ In the ditch of desperation, a bullet won't scratch the itch
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
No god here, try higher A bastion of filth, a bastard's crucifix Justified consumption, a consecrated waste Proselytize the wicked book, the church of blood and shame The better angels aren't in church They're neck-deep in sin and dirt Sin and dirt
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
If nothing else, the fear still looms Rambling, rambling, rambling, rambling Cowardly piss-child Groveling, groveling, groveling, groveling Suffocating shame Shame, piss and shame, shame Sunken bones collapsing in vague paralysis This house can't be my tomb If nothing else, the fear consumes
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
Commiseration, exhale frustration I don't belong here, I don't belong here Tight-lipped indulgence, choking on a swollen tongue I don't belong here / I'm never any fun Feigning exuberance, drunk off of hubris I don't belong here, I don't belong here Endless possession, a wicked death-grip I don't belong here, Oh god, I don't belong here I've lost the plot, tend to my wounds or let me go I don't belong here, no space left to grow Monstrosities aroused from a desecrated plot A buried remembrance of the truth that time forgot Violence Violence in bloom So lay to rest the half-deceased This is my process, this is my peace
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
Drilled into the mind and out through the throat A festering weight, platonic state of hate Engorged to the brim with a grot crusade en masse A beacon of hope in an all-consuming fire Fire, fire I'm on fire Fire, fire I'm on fire Fire, fire I'm on fire Fire, fire I'm on
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
Your Father took my father His father breathes, a wicked pest Derailment birthed a martyr In truth existence begets dread Strangled by the binary Patriarchal convictions Raging, ruthless, born to anger Cleanse the mind, incapacitate the tongue Never know if I'm doing the right thing Always feel like I'm chewing on glass Body's aching, begging for some rest The creation of life is the creation of death
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
Chalk it up to a loss of faith The saddest love you will ever make Don't you get it? The other shoe will always drop There is no mystery to life You breathe, suffer, die Don't you get it? Powerless to the ticking clock Siphon the life from my veins Taste my insignificant pain
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
Blood faucet, it's not quite your time Blood faucet, strung up to dry Blood faucet, kneel before your god Blood faucet, kneel for nothing at all Exaltation, ripe excess Gagging, bloated, promoted to death Fragile voices, neglectfully built Compromised against your will Blood faucet, contorted to fit Blood faucet, what hell is this? Blood faucet, working to live Blood faucet, paid to submit Self-disgust suppressing joy Humiliation, embracing the noise Hazy days, blackened heart No hope, no light, passion torn apart
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
Nothing's ever gonna change
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
Grief, unlovable thief of time of peace So markedly meek between living and deceased Distract my soul, my consciousness erodes Beyond repair, beyond soft earth Navigate the bloated mirage Rageful corpse hound, pick my bones clean Bury me in the clouds above My blood rains, glistening, glistening Use our skin to print your laws The gospel of children drowned in the blood of the lamb Thoughtless creature, murder your perception of me And cleanse the palate of absurdity then lick the plate clean I'm going home to watch the flowers die
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
A holy exorcism got them gagging on the knife In wickedness, a practice to indoctrinate, deprive Grind my teeth to dust and choke Swallowed words, a biting joke Humming scars to scratch the itch My sorry soul led to the bridge Carved in the bones that spell my name I killed your god, his name in vain Carved in the bones that spell my name I killed your god to please my god I killed your god No funeral, no end
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
Close your eyes for longer than necessary Weak disguise reset to sedentary Refrain, reframe, remain the same, all in vain Reframe the pain, it still remains, all in vain Certain death sundials inside our chests All that's left shadowing the deep unrest Refrain, reframe, remain the same, all in vain Reframe the pain, it still remains, all in vain Deep silence, internal violence This ancient pain cannot last Under the weight of time's collapse A shameful tune to mourn the beast A fatal blow to gorge and feast Upon the flesh of those with guilt Unique enough to halt the world A steady hand does not exist Where dread and fear and death persist Refrain, reframe, remain the same, all in vain Reframe the pain, it still remains, all in vain Deep silence, internal violence Lost, forsaken, to Christ's amusement Hate, awakened a selfish illusion
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026