Diabolical
EP • 2000
This track is instrumental.
Afraid you cannot hide from what you believe The truth ain't stainless it will only deceive The primal fear is losing control Regaining life but without the soul Abort the lies and tell me what do you see Misanthropic truth, kept deep inside of me Of skin and bones, the will is inside You cut me up and left me open wide From the burning core comes the guidance of sin Use it when all is lost, when nothing is left to win Sick of guilt - anxiety deep within, your own life - is your biggest sin
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025
There's a desert within me, growing bigger every day I keep drifting further away, from what used to be my life Every night I try to, tell myself that it's no use But something makes me keep hunting, hunting myself A hopeless dream of joy, it's something I can't control The silhouette is too unreal, and the distance is way too great The calm oasis - the valley of joy, a place I know I'll never reach So every night I try to, replace my agony with strength But something makes me keep stabbing, stabbing myself (I know I have been here before, but I never thought I would return To these deserts of desolation, someone, please take me away from here)
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
The dreaming dead is staring at you, through your passive sins Waiting for you to join them again, the desolated ones The dreaming dead is offering you, everything they have A fulfilled vision of distress - a world of emptiness Chasing, running, hiding - that's the life of a dreaming dead Falling through the passage of time, without no sign (of) regret there are no one to carry you now, above the abyss (of) dreams breathing, waiting, dying - that's the life of a dreaming dead
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
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