Moments of Bloom

I began to sleep I wake up to see But my dreams had vanished And with my shivering hand Even the last page turned Another book covered by dust Faded in lost time and forgotten life

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Viscious words and false belief Chains around my wrists A sad sensation The craving for life is gone Intoxicate me in the trot of life A yelling laugh decays my dream A laugh to fear my deed A false affection, a false creation A false affection, a false creation A false affection, a false creation Suspicious eyes enslaved within Imprisoned - shame and guilt But still a child Confessing all my sins Elaborated, but still out of reach My hands still shiver My eyes don't move A deed you can't neglect A false affection, a false creation A false affection, a false creation A false affection, a false creation A false affection, a false creation

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Monuments of grace Discharge my credits The future is my past Take a risk - survive Fortunate belief Enter - communicate Contrasts - black and white Disgusting beauty Roses dying Just in secrecy Children crying Their flowers bloom Innocence rejected Virginal deceit Secret Hidden You dare to speak Whispers gentle Your voice So weak Learn to hate Learn to fake Learn to feel Learn to heal

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Enemies adorned by childish innocence Dictators rule Granted words you offer I urge to spread wings of decay Bridges fall to split the nation Walls enrise for better days to please Draining ditch - water from my eyes Retaliate A veil of mystery I feel Blindfold in obscurity In the shade of a tree I cannot remain here My sweetest passion My sweet, sweet revenge My sweetest passion My sweet retaliation Hammering on my fragile ideals In a cage of manic patience Drawn into a growing chaos My intentions seem to fail My state of mind an inferno This mind, which cannot comprehend A torment to my conscience My objectives lost in frozen shades Engraved The scars of time Yet never healed But still, the spark of hope does never rest My sweetest passion My sweet, sweet revenge My sweetest passion My sweet retaliation

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Wind oh carry me away Guide my angels, unlink their chains Words find echoes in my past My delusion now unmasked I dare to touch this bodies surface Temptation blinding my resistance I could linger so much longer But the wind was stronger Yes I know my eyes are sinning Longing for what is not mine Defend her purity with mercy Thread my guts, cut off my tongue Merge my conflict with the wind Mesmerise my childish instincts Then I'll suffer no much longer But still the wind was stronger My puppets, angels, dolls and she Starring, whispering at me Ready to drop - in chains paralysed On naked skin I feel their glares Embarrassed of what they might see I cannot speak, I cannot think Scared to death I move no longer Yes, I guess the wind was stronger

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Ex-ile exploited - Humiliation cost Now sit - sucker - and beg for mercy I saved your life a million times Why serve if you can rule yourself So sceptical of my existence My mutation - gently gliding Switched to normal So desperate, so sincere like a child O' I can't see my face in any mirrors Fanatically I'm moving on... Into Ex-ile exploited - Humiliation cost Deceitful, disgustful But words can never change the facts Distrustful, disrespectful But fanatics never lose their trace Your enemies surround your kingdom Your disciples in defeat Come home, we'll welcome you with laughter And your longing turns concrete Reject the courts decision Sweat pearls gliding, as the judge regains the word Put blame on your breast until it bursts apart Or choose to vegetate... Into Ex-ile exploited - Humiliation cost

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

(Anti Methusalem Syndrome) I plastered all these walls with color I drank your tears watered with wine Contented with this taste of anger Regarding this was mine I tested all in vague proportions I drank your tears like they were mine I dared to speak of new horizons And blinded both your eyes with mine Can you feel it coming? Can you feel it go? Anti Methusalem Syndrome Misled by an angel I thought I saw the sun bleed Up my throat they crawl To turn in little rumours Infinite temptation Fateful, formless, rare Distant condulation I know whose words they are How dare you speak, or even move Dimorphicly disabled gestures Prophylactic tendencies As bodies need their prostitution My tongue was bent in all directions Circling motion in slight confusion E-dead spies return in failure Prayer after prayer (just) in case it helps It's in our kind It's on my mind It's pure and holy It's what I've done...,done to you Can you see him running? Can you see his home? Anti Methusalem Syndrome

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Das Leben verbirgt sich hinter seinen abertausenden Gesichtern Im Schatten dessen Was es selbst zu bewirken vermag Unbändbare Kraft verborgen in unheilbarer Sucht Nach mehr Gefühl Nach viel mehr Gefühl... In blendendem Licht zu einer anonymen Masse verschmolzen Deren Ästhetik einzig und allein In ihrem imaginär allem überlegenen Intellekt liegt Utopie oder Fanatismus, wer weiß das schon... Ich bin entgiftet, total entgiftet Und dennoch schöpfen wir immer wieder neues Vertrauen Und rufen es hinaus in die Leere Wartend auf ein sanftes Echo Das sich anschmiegsam wie eine zweite Hülle um Dich wickelt Dir Trost spendet und Dir für eine Weile Deine müden Augen einfühlsam zu schließen versteht Vorbehaltlos verringerst Du Deine Erwartungen auf ein Minimum Eine Hand gefroren im Eis Die andere im lodernden Feuer So erstarrst Du... Vergib mir, mein Freund Du scheinst nicht zu verstehen Aber wer weiß das schon? Legenden werden geboren Und in kleinen gepolsterten Zimmern aufbewahrt Einsam lernst Du das zu lieben Was Du nie berühren wirst

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

I tried to see/feel/be/heal it The way you said I tried to see your eyes on me And everything else seems irrelevant I dare to feel now, I know what I have lost I dare to leave now, no matter what it costs And still I do no movements I'm glued here to the spot But still I cannot free my mind I don't know what I need

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

What can I see for ...? What can I speak for ...? What can I touch for... free ? Suffer to feel relief Kiss to taste some blood Sleep to stay awake Die to feel alive Ride for a fall Fain to fail to feel it's fake A little shock! Inhale it! Quick! Admit yourself that you are sick Ein Gefuhl Das wir uns, so denke ich, alle ersehnen Ist das Gefuhl der Vollkommenheit Der Eleganz in geschmeidiger Bewegung Wenn es etwas gottlich perfektes gibt oder Geben kann, dann das- Mit einem Ursprung der so unbegreifbar fern Und undurchsichtig ist, dass ich uber jeden Fetzen der mir erhalten bleibt dankbar bin Der Zustand als solches umfasst uber Ausreichend Perfektion und bedarf keiner Externen Kraft: Pure Energie!

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Questions don't spare with thoughts Give birth to a new world Curiosity dies in echoes Till your thirst is quenched Mortal remains Motionless silence I bear this war Reality takes shape Child, thy will be done This is me It's me and my Reality of mine My veil in growing fear To burst apart Declare the war But harmony preserved Eyes are closed But still see many things So sentimental Like a child Scared to death Without a single word Reduced to the essential Reality takes shape Child, thy will be done Reality takes shape Child, thy will be done This is me It's me and my Reality of mine

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026

Just like scarred (the way) you touch my skin Can you handle that shock Fragments of words rush through me As I see your lips move fast Echoed voices never end Blinded wisdom in empty hands And as I come closer to the truth I figure there is none So where are you The whore to walk, aside And all those faces I haved lived in Attach me to my doubtful past Forgotten forces regain strength (Because) strangers die in silence Crosses fade in shimmering white Obtused reflexes born inside So tell me now, where are you? Fingers longing for this gentle chaos Hallow bodies with draconic lips Idyllic smiles decay in laughter Kisses stimulate My skin Voices dumb, without sentiments Digusting taste and eyes so blind Fingers numb , perceptions out of reach Breathless as a perfume kills Perverted dreams my fractual bindings As my puzzle falls apart Logic questions the existence Of this strange phenomena Hidden in those eyes Like a gentle flimsy kiss Believe me saying it's not the skin It's the stranger inside

Submitted by The Void — Feb 26, 2026