Pain Parade

The optimist: Controlled perception ignites our destiny A brisk vision dances In the body of dreams and liberty, Errors are victims of external circumstances The pessimist: Errors are just a result of false hopes In the chamber of actions If you climb dreams with reality's ropes Ambition will not drown in the sea of fiction Contrapositions transmuted by the roller chain of attitudes Transporting opinions in harmony with conscious moods By the chains of death we're stigmatized, Paralyzed, Encircled by pernicious fire By the chains of life we're mesmerized, Hypnotized, To embrace the element's choir The optimist: All the links are connected With the magnetic pole of beauty Where honesty is to be detected By accepting the essence of ambiguity The pessimist: Beauty is a phenomenon to ease the pain, Blue skies are just dots in the grey Temporary illusions that will detain You from living your life today Are you able to manage your emotions? Or are you climbing an imaginary tower Do you watch reality through the window of erosion? Through rotten fruits and withered flowers

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Building machines along the atmosphere To rule the electromagnetic cavity Consuming waves that cohere Our thinking with our body The brain rhythm is taken over, Behaviour and mood is unbalanced Disruption by an eerie mind rover Transmitted through silent cadence Technology at work from a distance Inserting a message of dark journeys Turning consciousness into a voidance, Operating inside all frequencies Until we're slaves to this maligant industry Manipulated, contaminated The senses can't be trusted Inflated, accumulated The thoughts are crusted With a wanton essence Satellites monitoring the program They orbit our perception Implanting a signal that shams The consciousness, to deny the interception We act like robots: still human but with corrupted souls Movement through commands from an unknown remote control Sanity is spiralling out of control

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Dear Frenzy I've left the cave of aberration Tearing the edge of noxious Dreams, transmuted my mind's sensation Trying to stop the devastating colossus I've alienated myself from you and your conditions Tearing down the walls of fear Your aim is to permanently bleak my vision, I'm fighting to keep the sight clear Still I'm responding to your signal Coming from a disturbed gree Forged in the fire of its regnal It's like a mental decree Dictated by an unknown codex Or by a substance, injected by the environment? Changing the motional context Steering calmness to the boarders of excitement When all the cells carry the flag of fury, Supported by guilt and shame Wandering around in a world, miry And formless where emotions are aflame Drifting into the palace of emptiness Cannot break the cycle Welcomed by frenzy's passionate kiss At the hallway that leads to the oracle Of madness!

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

It's time to leave conformity 'Cause we're all freaks in the eyes of perfection Imprisoned by our own stupidity To reach a pretentious satisfaction But your lies can no longer fool me I'm already sailing with the ship of "fools" Running away from your whimsy, With reasoning as my sharpest tool Resurgence with a thousand shades Restructuring the fake charade It's the dawn of a new crusade Let's join the pain parade Derision of the conservatively pale Incipience of a brighter sun All my senses slide along this rail As the parade marches on Resurgence with a thousand shades Restructuring the fake charade It's the dawn of a new crusade, Let's join the pain parade

Feeding fear in mind and hand To control every thought Using chemical tools to understand What the instigator sought Like a relentless and fierce machinery, No more secrets to tell! It creates perfect chicanery, Feelings of a collective well Until the civilisation is encased In a friendship based of trepidation Where mendacious elements must be erased Based on accusation that are constructed by torsion A world state under a universal state Where productivity is eating up creativity A place where the persona mutates Into an empty shell of mechanic activity Until we're lashed by the chains of doom, Whipped at society's atrium The echoes fill every room As we're hammered by the sound of ruin's drum

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Decrease of symmetry Increase of energy The structures of downfall are expanding It's like an endless curse Throughout the universe, Every process is colliding Break down, crack up, crumble and explode Cave in, crash, collapse and corrode A subverting force From a burning source Controlled by uncontrolled accretion Is consuming us, Planetary chaos A reward to the human deletion And this is just a fraction Of the events that mind and hand can't defeat We're crossing through the flaming intersection Where the all the parameters are set to "repeat" Invasion Of radiation No meaning to decipher its code In the interior And the exterior Collapse: is the new mode It's pealing the surface of all relationships: Synform/antiform/dark/light Impact craters illuminate the eclipse That has tuned the day to night It swallows the sun It shatters everyone

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

We can't escape from inexorable results When our thoughts support convection Honouring the noneage cult, Draining the fountains of reflection Feeling the wolves of numbness All systems seek stasis We are drunk by feebleness As we blend this poisonous crasis The world is out of joint No return at this point Shaking the foundation of objects secure, Peaking every scale With implored abilities, still trying to move the core Sending out waves that will derail The substance that creates us We are the doom makers We are the star breakers We are the earthquakers This mental landslide seems invisible From solid to liquid without our attention Blindfolded in megalomania's tunnel Until a raging avalanche becomes our latest invention

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Mitt kreativa kaos ströps av utsidans Formaterade och begränsade mönster Och låste genius till en plats på insidan, Bakom samhällets gallerfönster Min sinnliga rörelsemängd Blev en passiv deltagare i ett spel Metodisk stöpt i smutsens ängd, Där girighetens massa är källans största del Så, galenskapen blev mitt vapen, Från statik till dynamik Ett kraftmoment med psykiska instrument För att bli fri från fördärvets slaveri Ty, mekanisk är själen Om inspirationens brunnar sinar Och anden blir likt trälen, En potential som bryts ned och förtvinar Mekanisk är själen Om livscykeln skapas av andras stilistik Den söndrar de inre kärlen Med koordinerad taktik Jag blev förmanad och förmenad, Av ett strikt system förstenad I mental svärta och djupt konfys, Ett hjärta som vägde tungt som bly Men genom galenskapens elektrolys Fann jag åter landskapen vidgas och gry

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025