Veniversum

The numbers are not silent For him they mean beauty Phenomenon - deviation from us From what is natural Please decide is it him, the prodigy Or do you see a being you despise? Looking down from the skyline To structures so difficult to find Those landscapes to remember They remain the same forever His mnemonic that you shall not understand Vi veri veniversum vivus vici Vi veri veniversum vivus vici The universe of thought is waiting to be born The land that's free of human faults The orthodox views are ready to be torn As a result of his mind's accomplishment Seeing all the mistakes made by the others Makes him feel uneasy But the greatest questions, with no answers found Insomnia... Where is the solution? Vi veri veniversum vivus vici Vi veri veniversum vivus vici Without a thought he sees the world unknown Such mental skills he's always had Within this aural imagery he roams Where the scale of cosmic and small unite Vi veri veniversum vivus vici Vi veri veniversum vivus vici For a second so close of finding the key To understand why he recalls it all The riddle of human brain Still a mystery remains inside of him The enigma of his mind The sounds of those symbols The voices depicting the numbers The scenery of number six These are the properties of savant Mystery to us Without a thought he sees the world unknown Such mental skills he's always had Could he teach them to me? So that I could start to see

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to endless night (William Blake) Seeing this world with these eyes It's impossible to find a way out I tried to live like normal Explored the limits of lust Tried to heal myself, burned my past to dust It brought no results, nothing All I feel is... The relic of everything that has hurt me My symbol for revenge The ecstasy beyond boundaries I'm unconscious Yet still feeling my dreams so real Seeking for something To channel all this hatred Seeking for inspiration Like the pictures of 1300's death Drives me to the edge of sanity My waltz of obscurity The journey through years of pain And still 8 or more remain And the grief will sustain My hope disappears There are no more tears To lose the only lifetime, all there's left But still not ready to die - no Much more deeper I must go This black rage blinds me Makes me lose control Makes me want to kill And the white one makes me patient With the power of white I will wait, be courteous And dream of revenge Enough of this bullshit Time to execute the plan The operation that will end this all I mainly feel joy So relieved to make this happen I've got the gun, I've got the bullets It was so... so easy They are going to die They will give their lives They're like birds on a wire No chance to say goodbyes The ecstasy beyond boundaries Floating in a world of unconscious This moment of fulfillment Makes me greater than ever before I leave the physical world, but hope to Live eternally - In their legacy Some are born to sweet delight Some are born to endless night Seeing this world with these eyes It's impossible to find a way out I tried to live like normal, explored the Limits of lust Tried to heal myself, burned my past to dust It brought no results, nothing All I feel is... The relic of everything that has hurt me My symbol for revenge The ecstasy beyond boundaries I'm unconscious Yet still feeling my dreams so real

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

The hands of fate applauding to me Their plan so great to retaliate To give me what I deserve Evidence is there to be seen My first mistake led to my incarceration This time I'm locked behind the bars No change to flee The monster of society I will be Standing in the row with this scum Life imprisonment These walls enclose my reality Lethal injection enabled by the nation Justified by legislation Kidnapping, terrorism, rape and drugs These guys beside me waiting for Their turn to be executed The line of cells reminds of the forthcoming Time stops when you're condemned to disappear The days, the hours, the minutes, the waiting This is my sentence Waiting for the day of parole Afraid like hell The hacks... the other inmate fuckers This time it worked OK This lawyer guy worked it out Now I'm free I'm not welcomed to this world anymore All these things inside my head Drives me to the edge again This time with no possibility of parole The days, the hours, the minutes; the waiting This is my freedom

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

"In a land made by sword, life ends with a sword" This steel so clear, shear essence of fear Implement of honour, forged in ancient manner Blade wrapped in cloth for clean incission The journey of a warrior ends here, at the highest tier The they are waiting for his final words Ritualistic precision Guilt free emission Poetic end of shame Clears the stained name From left to right Then upwards tight Towards chest height Sensing the pain divine Turn the blade Slowing heart rate Left to fade All hail the honored dead! All hail the honored dead! All hail the honored dead! All hail the honored dead! All hail the honored dead!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

The act perfected for a thousand years Evolved to an artform They say these claims arc a waste of tears So the victims raised a storm Fray As the years go by they'll forget The letters, the silent speech, the euphemism It becomes a process of deception Nominees for the nobel of evil Series of acts ratified by a body making no sin No crime to society, a crime to destroy a man Allegations without results Just another scandal This time too valuable for the organization The effects of the ordeal so tangible The mourning, the weeping Their faces appear in the media But the real predators aren't in anyone's keeping As the years go past they'll forget The letters, the silent speech, the euphemism It becomes a process of deception Waiting for the winners to receive their prize Nominees for the nobel of evil Faying to the parasites to be silent So many bystanders, so little criticism These allegations won't prevail them And still the higher deal remains strong So many willing to pray...

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

Breath, while the storm is not in sight Creeping sensation of demise Crawling under your pale skin Raging fire that burns within Again, voices penetrate your mind Feels, like drowning in despair In despair Wake up with no recollection of yesterday Shattered mirror reflects the twisted faces Haunting visions won't just fade away Paranoid for life Never ending strife Entwined in the lifeline like a curse Chemically mastered suicide hearse Tingles in the spine like a broken rhyme Catatonic state of mind Again, voices penetrate your mind Feels, like drowning in despair In despair Wake up with no recollection of yesterday Shattered mirror reflects the twisted faces Haunting visions won't just fade away Paranoid for life Never ending strife Wake up with no recollection of yesterday Shattered mirror reflects the twisted faces Haunting visions won't just fade away A fowl symphony of voices

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

Everything is under control now Why wouldn't we go large scale this time Because I've got more than a dime in my back pocket To my endless account they will throw Securing the cash flow Their efforts, savings, everything Unfortunately this time There's more to come Burden for some You know; my rights divine There's nothing to divide They will see me everywhere In the radio and TV It helps me get there To be their God To be the figure of the nation The dynasty lasting for a thousand years My Kingdom from Backdu My Kingdom from Backdu The next reform will change it all The people arc becoming too tall My missiles and torpedoes My boys will handle the enemy While I sip my glass full of Hennessy My charm will appeal to them And persuade their women into my harem And when my dick is too lazy to get up I'll kill them and replace with new broads to fuck They will see me everywhere In the radio and TV It helps me get there To be their God To be the figure of the nation The dynasty boasting with a thousand warheads In the grand silos Plans for total control From sea, ground, air and space They would see our troops roll to their motherhood Booking over my kingdom Looking over my kingdom Looking over my kingdom From Backdu

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026

Decline and depression Times without progression The effect were felt by every nation We are the same, but the world is different Where we came Does not exist anymore Looking down from this skyscraper Admiring himself in the newspaper To make a fortune feels nothing to him The lights the eighty are becoming dim One day it change it all It's all going to fall Things don't belong to you They really don't have a value Signs have been shown We've heard the herald; The numbers are crashing down Waiting for them to come And show they have forgotten Really him the only one remembering? Time to extrapolate our history again Eternal growth in his mind But not for humankind Approaching the singularity With endless burden of riddles to solve No one knows anymore About the events going

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 12, 2026