Look to Forget
you're free with your hindrances pardoned but still pressed to the ground you're eating shit but the brain wants more faces printed in slush smiling at the beauty of their sarcophagus world senses in notion your demented cells follow a vision of earthly paradise right to submit damp slush is sucked up in the air and it will be transformed to dust of the jail faces printed in slush smiling at the beauty
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
thanks that you didn't abort me and you bore a bastard into the world thanks that you've left me and I haven't know your hate your hate I saw my tears and I heard my heart but I was born invisible invisible while I don't merge into the ground I'll live waiting for love hidden in the depths of eternity where only the eyes of the corpse can see I saw the eyes of the corpse and I understood the meaning of life the slow obliteration of people by people under the weight of indifference thanks a body in destruction will never hurt me and the stare of a corpse will never disappoint me
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
look around what do you see just bloody disgust around "fair wars" destruction if you won't kill you will die corruption, violence where is this all from you tried to see through rose colored glasses but they poked out your eyes you want to stop the rot but it's stronger than you are than you are look around what do you see just bloody disgust around "fair wars" destruction if you won't kill you will die the rot is stronger than you are than you are
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
For YOU... You, you...because you do your utmost and every effort is doomed to total extinction. when I reached her she was dead polite compassion stunk like a drought soaked in urine I puke over the corpse the aversion in your faces is full of understanding I puke and madly laugh (This puke belongs to you) the moralist faints I'm insensitive the memory of my dear is stinking and rotting and the puke belongs to you I'm insensitive the memory of my dear is stinking and rotting and the puke belongs to you I'm one who has no shame and I spit on the perpetuation of race moralist parades his desire to save it's a theory of thought to press life into a body save to save yourself save... (Why do you do your utmost in spite of your effort you'll end up in the morgue and the Earth on which you walk will disperse into the universe as dust) (I'll Endevour all the time because it's agreable to live for an agreable feeling and I would kill myself rather than lose this feeling)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
why are you toying with the suffering one whose only request is a speedy death why can't you bear the natural death of others when you want to die softly in sleep why does it excite you to look at bloody torsos and why does your body reach out for an orgasm why do you dread your own fate when you enjoy the death of other men why do you dread your own fate when you enjoy the death of other men
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
the black curtain descends on your illusion and you can enjoy the gifts of reality the horizon blackened bloody stains empty spaces gloomy meaninglessness insane reality dead souls are cold in the heart synthetic beauty laughing through tears apocalyptic visions become real apocalyptic visions become real insane reality greedy senses grasping hands dead feelings multiply the egoism apocalyptic visions become real apocalyptic visions become real ...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026
stifled mass within the boundaries without time the universe is overgrown with thorns the interior has been filled the limited space is endless the trampled bottom is an obliterated cemetery the air is absorbed the words are hovering and the feats and the feats kill the theatre without wings is still playing and the worms are gorging on each others the limited space is endless the trampled bottom is an obliterated cemetery
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 19, 2026