Not for Music

The whole is a thought Brewing the words Few lines made of hope I'm singing my bride, my girl Her flesh is rejecting the being... A rhythm was taking us for a dance Swing your meat on the beat Now melting with the ground A tune in an arm No rest left to go on But I won't let you die I would corrupt the earth, death, the sun To keep life beating with you The tool was breathing in our eyes The grunge around you I won't let your death spread around When all life is made of you Better to have all your pain here Than your freedom alone outside What would you be without me To cover your dreams with gold A gold that I've never earned Your freedom devoted to myself A privilege, a nowhere to go Your flesh is cold for a while A new odour defines you Sleep, sleep deep my heart Nowhere else to go...

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

The light is born, a birth made to spread out and to sell us change Her skin pours down the walls And gloom isn't whole anymore, a dying being My dream isn't whole anymore, and only wakes me to pretend The light covers the truth All is fake, this city gathers illusions The untruth carried by the light Let's move the bones and share solitude When our star is shaking life, without consuming it yet Let's play the game with style and show what is inside This human stands reading the pages in quest of knowledge Let's play the game with style and show what is inside Oh, no... The answer is a stone, not a book The other beg for a glance and shines to get read Oh you, light forgot to lie, you're too usual to be seen Let's play the game with style and show what is inside Light, give birth to bones to feed dust This cute newborn's here, his spirit's innocent Who's humming a sweet tune? The father, his seed grown in his arms The cycle, is the child the answer? It might be... A shadow is born, a birth made to spread out And repair the changes Her skin pours down the walls Light is out of fashion, when gloom conquers The dark reveals the truth It's still fake, but nothing to look at The untruth carried by the light Let's spare the bones and starve the dust The father, his seed grown in his arms The cycle, is the child the answer? It might be, it can't be

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

A sun is holding a globe by the hands So pleased to make it turn "Kiddo, what is the buzz on you?" Shouts of apes, the parasite That's how the handicapped creature is born Fooled by an old and deviant star Welcome to the new big rock's show Not allowed for you, grandpa Hey primate! Swallow yourself You toxic being of your becoming Dig more and more in lethargy Where my light will be spit Muscles are wind for the bones One day a carcass to gnaw Limits are infinite and won't disappear No visions, no hidden dimensions Planets are worlds to conquer Limits, infinity, never appear Moon's desire threat A blue to bury, a sky to fake it Oh my sweet earth Gross, bad dirty girl, you rock for the apes Clouds pimples to pop, sand, insects to rot Gross, bad dirty girl Milk, mud, skin and bolt, melting with flowers Knights and heroes failed, lava burning the sharks Chewing the seeds of life, puking up the atoms Crying the rivers, fat, breath, cuddling Enlighten infinity, enlighten the ended man No visions, no hidden dimensions Planets are worlds to conquer Limits, infinity, won't disappear

Crush this boring starving time In naming days with insults Helping the seconds to trap the minutes Allow time to finish itself Aged, often bitten by the needle The horizontal being wrinkles to speak Of course you can escape from it Just bribe the sky and its offspring Snatch this breaking distance Embrace infinity in my house Measurement, frustration Kill the journey, kill the eagle That's it Leave space for a close thing to become* A faraway not the same for all Except when it's high and low Directions should be a place A place that soaks itself Flesh, only the body The flesh, worse than the mind Worse than the brain projecting failures Directions should be a place A place that soaks itself Mind, worse than flesh, worse than ennui A tale for this flesh, to capture it It's the reflexion of the eye, Brain wants to want, brain wants to sell Life doesn't exist, or sometimes When it's too hard to die without then it flies, to a god No... to me But probably not *in the song, the lyrics are actually "Leave space to become something close" but these are written in the booklet

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Staring at words, into beings Staring at a hole, a body Digging up the soul, earth Digging for a golden truth The queen's staring at words, she is way more than the world, way more than the light. [The substance my queen, her body a stone and the sky its rightful king Their realm too lofty for my worth, too high for my being Too high to dig up, my arm pushes through, gripping blossoms of spring Here is where everything rests, where anything lives My eyes are distant, my eyes are lazy, graverobber of morals I dug way too low to climb back, too proud to look up Alliance of thoughts, for to my dust of the blind, help me in defying the sky Establishing invisible reign, and staring at gold] I can only think, thinking that I am She's way more than the world, a menacing sight At the top of her tall white coat [The queen is my mountain, she points at the blue, but holds us down to the ground I can only think, thinking (that) I am, I am betrayed by the crown Cheated by beauty obscene, a menacing sight At the top of her might, and her tall white coat, throwing gods and science Like crumbs to the rats in her lab, like bread for the crowd Cut off the head, of my conscience and let me be - the roots of your wisdom That brain is sucking my head, clearing the quest] What does it want, that wind shivering seas, the fly laying eggs, the present that sticks? What does it mean, the elastic power of an ocean, the need of the earthworm, the future that slides? The code, hidden so badly, too obvious and noisy to unveil I hear myself saying that all is sad Never would I even imagine myself, licking your body laying under mine Frustration, the shield of distant connections and never will I break the code The search is pulling me down, too down to look back The queen's staring at words, she is way more than the world, way more than the light Excluded, vain, unable to react, to battle the lie in disguise Digging for a golden truth. Digging the sky

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Wait for the crowd, wait for a signal Speeding souls, shaking our brains for a star My success, your failure, keep waiting for promises Time is faking it, laughing and dressing itself like a "now" Not for the songs, just for the light Time cheats on patience while we cheat on our fans Gold is near, shining like a huge star Girls made of skin, heels on my leather My success, your failure, keep waiting for promises Time is faking it, laughing and dressing itself like a "now" Gold is near, shining like a huge star All for myself, never sharing with the band A music played to reveal all our lies to the kids Not for the songs, just for the light Time cheats on patience while we cheat on our fans There's no music, there's no crowd No light or food for the soul It's just eating you, helping you to fall deeper and deeper Yeah this starving noise

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Nothing is solid, nothing is straight The creature uncouples itself to move Crawls on the air, scratching the light Spiraling down like the stairs in your house Blind, stinky, and cracking bones as a call It vomits dust made of skin Malaise shoving back the whole From your basement, to your hair Even your feet on the couch It vomits dust made of skin Even spits up your dad in the sink Elbows and knees as veins An eye, a tunnel to draw men down A cord linking the being to the clouds above Like a straw to swallow you Like a prey running to be caught And cracking bones as a call More of them are falling like rain Mud is defeated by their drool They drink it down, again, like a soup And gargle it before swallowing A jaded world in transition Exposed to the hazards of evolution The wild not digested With the sound of gas rejected Soon others will transcend them With their crab-faces, screaming like princesses And soon to blow themselves for their god Imagine a dimension for it to appear Leaving luck ripping off infinity Something around pictures a singing ape And now here I am to please you

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025