Hope Finally Died…
I collapse In silence I will die Nothin' left But the flesh in which I hide My heart has stopped, but my senses remain, My sight yet blurred, sees my blooded stains, Days will pass before they find my corpse Resting here in shadows, as they fall Few will be at my funeral Disturbed earth my memorial No stone as it's Inscriptioni would die Uneven ground Marks where I die solo: Ogawa As you walk upon my unmarked grave I will lie gazing up at you My empty eyes see nothing But remember the pain
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
What is this being which carries me Through her eyes is cast a cemetary Amid the corpses awake we lie Not yet born already I die Why must I be thrust into this hell To taste the dying To die myself Forsaken am I, to suffer, whilst still confined within (my) mother? Discovering that, which the living fear Sealed are my eyes, but yet my future is clear I am to rot inside this box By my creator I am mocked solo: Ogawa Look at me and see that I am dying Is this my Funeral?
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
I can't belive I exist Have I died? Am I remembering this? Are these my dying thoughts? Are these thoughts mine? They are thoughts I cannot bear. solo: Ogawa Take these pieces of my shattered mind Let them share agrave with my hope As I fall do I hear their cries? Or my screams with which I could not cope? I am buried with my fears intact
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Dying Tired of life Nothing more to give Torment, Inflicting anguish I have no will to live Body entombs my soul Escaping through my Funeral Take my soul away Air grows thin as the cold engulf my body Sights of sadness flood my empty mind Blood runs dry as darkness stands afore me No more to live Alone with death I lie First solo: Shasdell Second solo: Ogawa
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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Misery strikes fear into those left behind Procession of the undertakers Removing those who died Lay to waste my stiffened core All hope is gone - all life is lost Holding high the casket Spreading the despair Depression...fills the air Procession My funeral Brings pleasure to their morbid lives Lay to waste my soul But still conscious is my mind The undertaker turns And he stares at my remains Laughing at my agony Consuming my pain Procession Misery strikes fear into those who have died Procession of the undertakers Bury those left alive
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026