A Eulogy for Those Still Here
[Instrumental]
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 18, 2026
I offered you my wings (I offered you my wings) In hopes you would take flight (In hopes you would take flight) Salvaging the skin of open arms Grieving though you haven't left my side Deception will eclipse our sinking sun Likening our form to silhouettes While the light between us dims Praying I could pull you out of hell Though you grew dependent on its warmth As you gathered bones from helping hands In search of sedation: salvation sacrificed Replaced by the breath of strangled throats I offered you my wings (I offered you my wings) In hopes you would take flight (In hopes you would take flight) Salvaging the skin of open arms Grieving though you haven't left my side A mutual disease in different forms Nourishing the need to escape From the curse of consciousness Imprisoned by fixation, I understand your pain Surrendering to my own source of slow death Praying I could pull you out of Hell (A eulogy for those still here A eulogy for those still here) Grieving (Praying I could pull you out of Hell) Though you haven’t left my side Knowing (Though you grew dependent on its warmth) That one day, you’ll disappear Grieving Grieving though you haven't left my side Knowing Knowing that one day, you’ll disappear Grieving Grieving though you haven't left my side As I write a eulogy for those still here A eulogy for those still here A eulogy for those still here A eulogy for those still here A eulogy for those still here
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 21, 2026
I fall before your eyes like rain The skin beneath a scar The hurt I’ve left behind The skin beneath a scar The hurt I couldn’t hide I fall before your eyes like rain Drawn towards the sky, I’m saved Forgotten like the skin beneath a scar Hollowed by the hurt I’ve left behind Forgotten like the skin beneath a scar Hollowed by the hurt I couldn’t hide I fall bеfore your eyes likе rain Drawn towards the sky, I’m saved My sanctuary seized by flames I have no way to leave but I can’t stay
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 21, 2026
Sworn to silence Not another sterile sound Will escape from my jaw Sworn to silence Pry open my mouth Pulling teeth to place within your palms Tear into my throat and gather for yourself The final act of charity I wasn't fit to give Forced remembrance will pour out of my head And evaporate before it hits the ground Using knives to rewrite my last rites Sworn to silence Not another sterile sound Will escape from my jaw Sworn to silence Pry open my mouth Pulling teeth to place within your palms Drain the blood I couldn't rеtain Drain my blood to purge you of pain Drain the blood, vacant and vain Tear into my throat and gathеr for yourself A scripture insincere, unfit to preach in faith Forced remembrance will pour out of my head Devoid of the nourishment you need Using knives to rewrite my last rites Using knives to rewrite my last rites Sworn to silence Not another sterile sound Will escape from my jaw Sworn to silence Pry open my mouth Pulling teeth to place within your palms Drain the blood (Drain the blood) I couldn't retain (I couldn't retain) Drain the blood to purge you of pain
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 21, 2026
No amount of love will free me from my flaws Perfection fits its noose around my neck Shed the failing shell as I await my end Pursuing decaying foundation Longing to withdraw inherited excess To recreate the form from which I came No amount of love will free me from my flaws Perfection fits its noose around my neck No amount of love will free me from my flaws Or shield me from what mirrors might reflect Dissection of self: I ache to be anyone else Dissection of self: I ache to be anyone else A veil of confidence, torn and transparent Revealing the bitter taste of truth Carried in the wind, harvested organs Will revise a mold that went unmatched I ache to be anyone else No amount of love will free me from my flaws Perfection fits its noose around my neck No amount of love will free me from my flaws Or shield me from what mirrors might reflect Dragging my face through broken glass I see no god in me I see no god in me Dragging my face through broken glass I see no god in me I see no god in me
Submitted by The Void — Apr 18, 2026
The soil is the last thing that we ingest We watch our ashes scatter The soil (You are your) Is the last thing (Memorial) That we ingest (Find your mark) We watch our ashes scatter (And make it) Tragedy unearthed As apparitions swarm Following a fading set of steps Anatomy advanced Our history transformed Heartless as we try To permit the healing process The soil is the last thing that we ingest We watch our ashes scatter The soil is the last thing that we ingest Wе watch our ashes scatter The rats wе have hand-fed Spread our contagion The ones we love Will let us down
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 21, 2026
I’m running out of flesh to fill your wounds Why did you bring me back to life When I don’t deserve to be alive? Adapted to the absence of a love that has forgotten I exist We sleep on beds of nails But no amount of pain Could resurrect the dead Bury me (Bury me) In the skin you swore you’d save Until I needed shelter Drowning me (Drowning me) In the blood you swore we shared Until my limbs grew numb Beggar I felt your pulse fall out of sync with mine Abandonment is all I’vе ever known Sevеred hands couldn’t force my heart to beat And even when you’re with me, I’m alone Bury me (Bury me) In the skin you swore you’d save Until I needed shelter Blinding me with images you swore I’d never see Until my conscience fades I felt your pulse fall out of sync with mine Abandonment is all I’ve ever known Severed hands couldn’t force my heart to beat And even when you’re with me, I’m alone I’m running out of flesh to fill your wounds Why did you bring me back to life When I don’t deserve to be alive? Beggar I’m running out of flesh to fill your wounds Beggar I’m running out of flesh to fill your wounds Why did you bring me back to life? I don’t deserve to be alive
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 21, 2026
I carve “goodbye” with a fallen angel’s spine And watch the coffins close Wishing one were mine My sentiments unsung Lips sewn shut, halo deformed A keepsake of shadows dissolved without light (Light) Buried alive (Buried alive) My spirit in dirt Wear my mark on your skin Eyes roll back, torn between Heaven and Earth My spirit in dirt Buried alive I carve “goodbye” with a fallen angel’s spine And watch the coffins close Wishing one were mine I carve “goodbye” with a fallеn angel’s spine And watch the coffins closе Wishing one were mine Torn between Heaven and Earth Shower my spirit in dirt Torn between Heaven and Earth Shower my spirit in dirt A requiem, a sermon spoken in tongues Forgiveness forged My sentiments unsung I carve “goodbye” with a fallen angel’s spine And watch the coffins close Wishing one were mine I carve “goodbye” with a fallen angel’s spine And watch the coffins close Wishing one were mine A prayer unheard I’ll find my place In a mass grave of saints A prayer unheard I’ll find my place In a mass grave of saints A mass grave of saints I watch the coffins close Wishing one were mine Backwards in both wrists I carve “goodbye” Backwards in both wrists I carve “goodbye”
Submitted by NecroGod — Feb 21, 2026