Psychotic Mind
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With dirty feet, he comes down the hill Hood on the head and a gun in his hand Life is worthless and he knows that Customers wait for him and time is money The big ones watch him A step in the wrong direction and he is dead His little heart beats strong in his chest His fate was sealed when he was born Critical situation And the government just standing by How many people will die? Until they take action? Easy money and a king’s life That’s what everyone dreams of But reality is quite different His family will cry on his grave one day Another day is dawning His routine is still the same Till when will it last? Till death meets him on any corner
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Thoughts never imagined before Are seen in different ways Not always what we see or hear Is the reality that we suppose that exists Pleasures of the flesh surround the mind Of those who judge themselves prudish Brain rottenness hits the most defenseless Cruel and destructive instinct shows The real personality of the being who names Himself human Suffering and pain Creatures in complete decay Obscure brain Cold and calculated moves Inexistent self-control is the cruel Shadow of their acts Macabre violence gushing from the pores Suffering and pain Creatures in complete decay Obscure brain Cold and calculated moves
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
My rage is real Not understandable for some Racial inequalities everywhere Black, white, yellow or indian Everyone has their rights in this ignorant world Sometimes I think It could be different Living in peace with all the races It will be easier, if we are not Prejudiced anymore No more racism! Prejudice It should be seen a hideous crime No bail, no mercy It would be only a little For that total brutality Think that those people Could be your own flesh and blood So, stop looking at yourself Imagining that the sovereignty Of the race exists No more racism!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
I don’t see any light in the end of the tunnel I don’t see a way out of this labyrinth Everywhere i run to There’s always a locked door There’s no way to escape from this prison My mind is my cell A dungeon of obscure thoughts Blood boils in my brain I have to put an end to it soon Message to the weak ones! I see a gun in front of me My body gets paralyzed Trembling hands deny the obvious But i will follow my destiny and No one will stop me! Suddenly an image comes to my mind My kids playing with their mom in a yard My eyes are filled with tears My objective ceases for a few minutes I have to face the situation I won’t make history as a coward I will leave my body, but at the right time My goals haven’t been completely achieved yet
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Your shadows follows you The neurons are burning in your head Your fate is roaming the streets Cruel and resistant paranoia Your cold fate Walk side by side, face to face Death waits for you Your execution is near Paranoia! Paranoia! Your heart is frozen Corroded by drugs Your life has no sense at all Under the ground he is going to suffer! Paranoia! Paranoia!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
I still have nightmares about that place I still smell the odor of human flesh burning I still an see the blood dripping from my hands My disturbed soul surrenders to despair I can’t sleep anymore I see only disfigured faces and mutilated people Innocent young men Coming back home in a damned coffin Chaos memories Bombs exploding Guided missiles crossing the sky A burst of gunfire coming towards me I can’t find a way out in the middle of these chaos Thousands of lives were lost Many wounds haven’t been healed yet Several families fell to pieces For a war that wasn’t theirs I still have nightmares about that place I still smell the odor of human flesh burning I still an see the blood dripping from my hands My disturbed soul surrenders to despair I can’t sleep anymore I see only disfigured faces and mutilated people Innocent young men Coming back home in a damned coffin Chaos memories
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
He has the shadows of the darkness an alibi He runs across the world behind a defenseless victim Killer without mercy Psychopath, who wants fresh meat The suffering is his pleasure The anguish is his fuel Dozens of deaths on his back The next victim should be you Sick mind The blood drains across his fingers Hate, violence, madness The universe bows to his feet He has the shadows of the darkness an alibi He runs across the world behind a defenseless victim Killer without mercy Psychopath, who wants fresh meat Surrenders to the monster’s intelligence Cause this is his main gun Nobody can stop this bloodthirsty machine His destiny is completely sealed Sick mind The blood drains across his fingers Hate, violence, madness The universe bows to his feet
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Melancholic is the life of a guy Who thinks that taking innocent people lives For his country, for his god Is an honor and a victory for his people People killing themselves for a stupid pact with leader Children dying for a fucking ideology Insane war, insane war! It’s the eternal fight between the strong and the weak But, is there really a weak? Paradise waits for its heroes Idiots, barely know what is waiting for them Insane war, terrorist mind Rotten war, damned eagle of freedom One thinks he is a god’s weapon The other, the world saver But in fact they are nothing but Sanguinary hypocrites Insane war, insane war!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026