Ad Personam
I open my eyes to murky, bloodthirsty skies Where mother’s shadow vanished one last time Bound to the trees and sworn to the dark Cultivating feral sickness in my heart All I see are fucking cowards Skirting arrows dipped in poison like the minds of all men To choke on the lies of our fathers, This kingdom I reject in honour A scourge, a plague I detest from afar All virtue now defaced by horror With darkness triumphant etched in their scars Disease that drives me forever wild Eviscerate my withered soul And open fire upon us all Mouth on muzzle, and tongues of fire This is not my world, anymore This is not my world, never was, never will be mine
Submitted by The Void — Jun 22, 2026
Re-embrace this harrowed throne Where everything I once held remains as stone A ghastly place where no one can hear my anguish Between four marble walls and the void, I vanish Forever recall my former face, my fucking worthless name, a poltergeist A hideous wretch cursed with eternal life For no light reaches the foulest corners of the world And every crooked nightmare shall unfurl Grovelling hands reach for my throat They come to me in times of hope In silent chambers they molest my senses Always, I open my eyes to bleaker nothing And nothing gazes back
Submitted by The Void — Jun 22, 2026
A fated moment cursed in ruin The silent death of an ancient, olden world With lesions spewing violent rivers The sanctity of man it once held Emptiness has engulfed all that once blazed so bright For we left our armour at the river mouth Our weapons rendered ornamental I have witnessed horrors that should not have been And I have foreseen fated ruin I will not die a nameless man So, I march into the conflagration
Submitted by The Void — Jun 22, 2026
I swallow brackish callous sea My survival, a curse I’d perhaps deceive My eyes they gaze through endless nothing Bury me in hopeless longing Drag me into fog Hold my face and beat me senseless And I can’t turn to you anymore I live a story too forlorn These perpetual, lonesome, tragic thoughts Nobody sees the life I suffer Wallowing in tidal anguish I am floating on endless lashings My hands are old and grasp at something That does not exist in this world
Submitted by The Void — Jun 22, 2026
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Submitted by The Void — Jun 22, 2026
Hold my hand And open our eyes to darkness A scab that is crawling with disease But personifies our existence The sickness takes our sight A wound we cannot fucking heal We are casting out all light And abandoning all hope Only time will decide Which fate is ours to come Channel all the pain bellow As we walk on eggshells We are cursed to this endless sightless world
Submitted by The Void — Jun 22, 2026