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Wrong choice's been made And I should have taken chance Instead of being on both sides of the fence When soaking wet I find the shelter from the rain The victory's claimed but life is slowly draining away Head or tails? Not a game In this crowd you feel alone Save your skin Pretend to win World's just a stage that we act upon Playing dead I cut thread To keep me away from all the things you've said A bigger part of wishbone's pulled By those who always scream for more After the whole damn trip I've drowned almost reaching the shore Vengeance Tastes better when served cold Lunatic Lie in ambush God knows I must get even with you Fed with the promises Honour and pride This is your big chance my little boy Now everything's painted black Fetters are broken One word never spoken That old dog can only bark Head or tails? Not a game In this crowd you feel alone Save your skin Pretend to win World's just a stage that we act upon Courage Is what you're made of Now I'm weak and feel betrayed Stabbed in the back Toy soldier who's always been a cannon-fodder

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

You can't escape from obtrusive thought That you have trusted in false muse's words and every note Now bless your chains to melt prisoner's groaning sorrow I raised my barrow Lonely emperor Tuba mirum spargens sonum Per sepulcra regionum Coget omnes ante thronum Dies irae, dies illa Solvet saeclum in favilla Spark of genius It's continuous Struggle with the wind to kindle fire Chill of marble Light of a candle Can only listen to the confession of the liar I raised my barrow Dying emperor Slave of the sound Panic in eyes Feel of diminuendo of his short and wasted life Clutching tight the last moment of passion Searching for the sense that I missed Feeling that the end is near I cheat the hunger with the promise That I'll satisfy it

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

[Chorus:] Rain, in rain I feel like I'm purified with hatred Subconscious fears, obsessions Lay you ear to the ground to hear the weakened pulse Chasing with the wind you'll never know which prophet's false This is the calm before the storm Pray for the one drop on the dried out soil [Chorus:] In rain I feel like I'm purified with hatred Subconscious fears, obsessions The sea of my dreams has run dry Once filled should never be touched by the time By absorbing every movement I create the image of a perfect world Sky is the limit Finally you can unfold your wings Chorus: Rain, in rain I feel like I'm purified with hatred Subconscious fears, obsessions Eye

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

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Black sun emerged from behind the clouds And brought anxiety to this quiet town When cobweb sticks to shattered fragments of their dreams Daylight exposes filth In secret the night covers up all sins In darkness We cast no shadow In loneliness There's no one we could follow Engineers of soul Make you feel so small A cog in the machine Distrust is the only friend that helps them to survive Behind the door that's locked up whispers screams and fights Their misty premonitions sowed the seed of fear Old clock is ticking londer Reminding us that the harvest is near All anger washed away with the tide I wish the time was on my side The frozen gesture, a carving knife In rear-view-mirror all my life Solo:Pajak It's the timequake...

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

All seeing eyes Everyday Pierce through the walls Stream of pompous words Empty sentences Drown out vigilance It's still the same sick rhythm Makes us join parade Buy yourself invisibility To evade the glance Sin of greed Stains cleaned conscience again In the shadow of raised hand You are skating on thin ice Read between the lies Lifting the veil of secrecy You will be consumed with anger and jealousy Blind obedience, taken vow Truth of unit vs truth of crowd Come at my call Creators of Leaders your cradle will fall

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Extremely flammable You set your ears to the sound That's indescribable Like red light for the colourblind You bribe your vanity Thirsty curiousity Smolders silently Ready to explode It's time to seize the day Your senses are taking rest By sleeping in the flame Swallowed bitterness Sinking in the nameless crowd He never asked for forgiveness Standing on the wrong side of the barrel Standing on wrong side Make God laugh by telling him about your plans You bribe your vanity Thirsty curiousity Smolders silently Ready to explode It's time to seize the day Your senses are taking rest By sleeping in the flame Extremely flammable You set your ears to the sound That's indescribable Red light for the colourblind He never asked for forgiveness Standing on the wrong side of the barrel Standing on wrong side Make god laugh by telling him about your plans

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Hiding mystery in my head I avoid the arms that with pleasure Would welcome my surrender I can't even trust my eyes Tunnel with no end The path I walked is paved with fear And too winding to understand that all I need is to reach out For brighter side of the dark Behind the mask Hypocrisy Night is come Day is done Once blood has been drawn There's always a need Before the curtain of night will fall With its heaviness Before the lamp will project a trembling silhouettes I'll sneak into your head to steal your happiness

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

[In memory of Wojciech Seweryn] Night, fear takes its form Filling my mind And all that was certain is gone I touch the wood and smile to my thoughts This path won't lead me home [Chorus:] Pictures of past closed in the hand Unfinished chapter of life Reminiscence of a place I belong Won't never sink into oblivion He had the right, you had the law I unclench my fists and talk to the stone Thrown to the wolves, commited no crime The only real thing that I know is TIME - deadly consequence without a word of protest shadow of doubt stream with no source I close my eyes I can feel no pain Fragile as old painting without frame I need no guide to where I roam The last part of this trip I'll walk alone [Chorus:] Pictures of past closed in the hand Unfinished chapter of life Reminiscence of a place I belong Pack your bags, sign here it's pure formality

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025