Dirge
Album • 2014
Swarms of stars, twinkling I see them from afar Castaway they linger Over walls and barbed wires Hanging glimmers Out of reach Carved in space Engraved in pitch black grace At blackened skies I stare Yearning for the ghosts Summoning their flames to pierce the day I wait for new dawns And everlasting springs to bloom again Would I step over the skyline And grab a healing hand Stellar glows Wherever I can watch Above the horizon These swarms of stars Laugh out loud
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
I, the ice Clutching the tree I, the devourer Of time and beauty I bleed your ears With sirens' and seers' Deafening cries Green fairy trapped in the glass Struggles, tries to catch the rim Slips down then drowns As i flee ether moons I spit on opiate fumes And dreams Lurking in shadow of a doubt I feel the gnawing plague That stands slowly In backwash waves I wait for a crack in the floe Across dusty fields Under stones and ruins Crushed by fear And cascading bodies I will try to wake Lest i forget Remind me one day The beauty in me Along arcades of ice And statues gleaming Behind granite mask And alabaster skin I'll lose myself again Among hundreds of trees But forgive someday The steely floe within
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
Intravenous bliss Poisonous feast Intravenous sough Leads unto venus claws A mouth for ghosts to hide For breeding rising tides Hungry black holes grow Rip the nerves, fill the void Through charcoal nights they snake Pull the knot, tight Around the neck I fear no morning judgement I've so much light in veins I'd blind any sun But dusk sinks mermaids, feeds leviathans I roam these seas then dive As daybreak calls On and on, i walk in circles Around sleepy raptures Condemned to hourglass curse One by one the sundial swallows Hours and faces Hear how i breathe slow
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
I don't need To be crowned And conquer ruins On quicksand grounds Five hundred million bells Singing pearls clouées au ciel Millions of springs flooding warpaths Thorns and spines under glass I don't need Gold and heat Just the wind In the wheat
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
This golden cage built on soothing hoar Wide filigree walls, clear sandpaper floor Will you dare to seek the lost part The missing link Cease to scatter holes, withered hearts And shallow prints Will you drop the prey to look for Ghostly rainbows and suns next door Will you stop the clocks Burn the ease of boredom Won't you try at least Tree, where are your roots Hidden in a stain of blight Branches torn between Blinding lust and dizzy fright What do you know about light Neon flare and glaring knives
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
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