Beautiful Ruin

A permanent kind of blue Takes host inside of you It grips the spine and twists And nests where it sees fit The tears will only feed Your delirium machine As your god falls fast asleep And dies in the dream Pollution of paradise You'll never see me again Pollution of paradise I'll never see you alive again Angel grounded by the storm Contemplating her life's work Antiseptic answers ring Esoterically in key The synthetic everything That breeds and comes to be Are the perils of the deep In the opiate sea Passivity will only lead you To the mouth of tragedy Passivity will only lead you To the mouth of tragedy Pollution of paradise You'll never see me again Pollution of paradise I'll never see you alive again Pollution of paradise You'll never see me again Pollution of paradise I'll never see you alive again

Submitted by Immortal — Feb 22, 2026

Truth is the devil's work A blade won't slow the heart Of the enemy We are not willing to see In order to starve the monster We must behead the beast In order to starve the monster We must behead The churches and jails The churches and jails Truth is the devil's work A blade won't slow the heart Of the enemy We are not willing to see In order to starve the monster We must behead the beast In order to starve the monster We must behead... The churches and jails The churches and jails The churches and jails The churches and jails The churches and jails The churches and jails The churches and jails We have to behead the beast Truth is the devil's work Truth is the devil's work

Submitted by Immortal — Feb 22, 2026

If loneliness was our long lost art I just have to ask Where did we all go wrong? We were the black keys in every white lie Basking in the glow Of a heaven burning bright And the clouds were ghosts Of forgotten dreams Filling voids in absence of all good things Forgive and forget was the path to regret And we needed a find a better way out Who will we be without enemies Who will we be without The push and Pull In love with melancholy Fatally Beautifully In love with melancholy Melancholy

Submitted by Immortal — Feb 22, 2026

Beautiful ruin Portrait built from splinters of youth Stairway to nowhere The connection from me to you Distort normalcy Validate malignancy The smear of spite detaches me Brings me to my knees Pain means nothing without purpose Love means nothing without roots Beautiful ruin Portrait built from splinters of youth Stairway to nowhere The connection from me to you Distort normalcy Validate malignancy The smear of spite detaches me Brings me to my knees Pain means nothing without purpose Love means nothing without roots Nothing Pain means nothing Love means nothing Pain means nothing Love means nothing

Submitted by Immortal — Feb 22, 2026