Cult Leader
EP • 2022
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Ghosts of those I love live in the corners of my eyes I take them everywhere Forever out of reach They lead me to this place To this mouth of hell Haunted by unrelenting dread Drowning in the dead Gasping for a breath I want out of this place Fingers caught in tangled hair Sweet floral smell of death Flies dance on a cataract I dance with them They keep me safe In this place, I am loved In this place, I am not In this place, I am loved In this place, I am the carrier Carrier of corpses
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 26, 2026
Crawling masses Failing light We were never happy We were never free Vessels of power Broken and drained A world of hollow minds Filled with hollow lies Graveyards full of crosses Corpses and dead roses Sacrificial beasts Waiting for the hammer Every home an altar Flowing with despair Waiting at our doors They beg like starving dogs Bodies to devour Hungry for our hearts Feast of fear Manipulated children with mutilated hearts Take back what's yours Scale the endless Wall of skulls Seek the summit Lift heavy hands Of melancholy From our eyes See that peace of mind is the death of freedom We are free Free but empty Lead the crawling masses Who cast long shadows In the failing light Of their dusk
Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 26, 2026
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