Damage Done

Disaffected, left to internal struggle let ring with the cries of disaccord They told of outposts firm as trees Whispers laid no basis for the plunge to the chasm depths Seen none, nor felt the safety Perimeter alarm I see the bearings of disaster What can you tell me of the inside Is it as bright as all can see? To make a chemical stand a final front to the days ahead In attempt to tame their mineral estrangement Smothered by the numeral that haunts each waking day Request for countertmeasures to state claim of this my cavern None to take and none be given as the window breaks to black A process left to solitude is the action left undone Answers left to echo in the silent halls of none Cast down the hopes and aspirations Shut the windows tight Everybody said No Reset your fears and good intentions Barred up for life Everybody said No This is the final resistance

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 24, 2025

What if: a) some things are destined to failure b) some things are never meant to be c) someone never sees d) someone never opens e) somehow we are different Though I never claimed to be right give to me the benefit of doubt I brought you fires that you put out I brought you fires for I cannot be without I came with sadness but this my shattered heart can't bear What of the times in exile what of the hours passed what if touches seem too trivial You can never tell me I'm wrong a song I've heard so long So what if healing takes forever so what if time is meant for others so what is left is but a shatter and what is broken can't be whole

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

There is this face in the still water I can't remember ever wearing Like fingerprints on your heart Reading out the last lines of code To the untrained eye a secret I bled away the last of you Sought trust in shapes of combined results that trickles from a less than solid case Fought off attacks of resurfaced lust Burn the gracing grounds What will give in first the body or the lash Monochromatic stains Who will cave in first the leader or the fake Monochromatic stains This pile of ashes of a soul informant pokes abound These sickly little fingers Get away from me Tread not the path of least restraint each piece of evidence a lie, a lie The body, the face all items in place I don't remember a thing A sacrifice made to the loss of mind Folly a man's demise Track now the stains that allow my fall sickening, the sight of it all Never shall I claim my innocence I just was not there

"Come with me," he said and erased it from his mind "be with me now," but of love we are frightened stiff We'd rather leave and head for the skies than say all the right words too soon "And I never thought you would But always knew you could" "We take off from here," and in that instant nothing remained of what was whereas the soul provides, freedom narrowed down for the taking "I never wanted you to lie -never needed fragments of your day" A broken promise made, to always come around -never to stay And as tired as clich©s come did not expect nor frown upon lighter hearts have taken bait Sweetened words now with bitter taste A distance kept that never fails to close us in and forget the days that still linger on inside the single part of two We'd rather leave no trace and not look back Than face the anxiety here and now

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

Let me tell you about the loss of all the failing of all that we hold dear Wrapped up nicely in ourselves Chaos resolves that which order defiles Worthless lives are ordered blind I don't believe Taste and you will see that all belongs to me I don't believe I won't believe I raise my hand against it all for those who don't recognize the call Will the sense to overcome these nestled walls Going to break it down Let me nail you to the treason wall stab the night and the day from your sight And set the thought to flame Feeble devout nothing resides Break it to pieces that obstinate mind I raise my fist to hold the line Against those who set themselves on high Going to break it down

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

Mental Blindfolds on Early on the fascination intense How to discern just where right belongs Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to see There is no need for you to start revolutions I don't want you to talk to the minions Just show me a brand new face an open mind against a dying race Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to hear/feel Cannot fail in this the era of losers burnt the shell of those that once held the torches Cannot give you the senses anew nor will you know innocence again Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to know in time all your questions will be answered not what you hoped for, not what you dreamed all preconceptions crumble Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to learn Won't hold up to the standards you keep never came from the formative years Just show me a brand new mind Keep in what you left behind Something has got to give These things I just don't want you to be

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025

Went inside the caves of seven wolves Felt of the forces that lend themselves to speed those final words to fracture the very structure can't stand this glacial pace the damage done It seems these days are getting shorter derails my train of thought What said in hand was done chased unforgiveness down these corridors locked down the basis for the willing form a trail far from strayed the damage done Set aside from eyes of others Our frail structures can't keep up with the pace Brought out for all to see the damage done face contradicting needs We bring our cages home for none to see in vain to lessen responsibility the damage done

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 24, 2025

Carry our streams Lift up our less than elated lives Transmit our selves We breathe out Where no one whispers Take in all the dark light turn the nighttime into day Cathode ray Sunshine speak out and we receive Show me and let us in Alienate Block out all amid the breaking of the light See it again and again Single sight Sensory perception turn the nighttime into day To our great distrust Escapism a means of getting through alive Take it in and spit it out again That measly filth Focal degradation Bring the chaos into light Cathode ray Sunshine Burn

To remain objective to a closer call Secretly rejected and to mediocrity fall caught on the downslopes of life the patted shoulder remembers the elbowed side resists Encircled ad nauseum an enemy to define ourselves an enemy to refine our hate Encouraging on the negative scale Bent out of shape is the measuring norm In words and in writing No one knows my enemy like I do A social repellant (not) merely an adversary lost to the falling words Kept the last of all understood glances to work against

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

Could not have forseen what the lies of the bearer would bring Trailing the marks of his errors trace the original sin Fallen I cling to deception This talk of madness is in me Come now as the drapery falls From homes that take the foul in hand Mind cloven Sweet spoken with words that led us off the track Truth altered Blindsighted Thrive on the illusion and the image of a life to be Unmount the shielding facade Cast to death the disciples fevered rage to burn them Fallen Endure the spit of others Locked inside the pretence cage Where the cause will be certain Fallen I'll see you inside

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 24, 2025

Time in argument will end Flames of preparation Fingers felt the whipping Hand that feeds the flame Escalate the drought Itching to join the fray Wishing darkness was sound shutting desires out Wishing darkness was sound but as moths to the flame... ...we go You the ignorant take sides in these three dimensions Nullify importance confined within the page Scan for raoture again look for an instant save Mere moments pass and still it seems detached from insight, thought and word Ever since it lost its edge lost in the noise forever be in the blur of information the nail that never sticks Venting a foul stench purging the fevered self behind a traitor's name Face the consequence taken back in the eyes of fairness A nobody forever hidden and locked away Working the boards again Giving the wrath away

Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?