The White Death

It spits a thousand flowers from it faces Crystal melting on my eyes Blurry visions of a future More desolate and bleak than the last Nuclear Winter Oh so quiet Nuclear Winter You're so silent Round and round, no break in the clouds Endless fog coming with the tides Pictures of merry-go-round on postcards Pictures of places that didn't last Nuclear Winter Oh so quiet Nuclear Winter You're so silent Rocks, trees, earth and spit Layered with hazy prints and marks Soon the trip will be over And I will continue on the merry-go-round Nuclear Winter Oh so quiet Nuclear Winter You're so silent It spits a thousand flowers from it faces Crystal melting on my eyes Blurry visions of a future More desolate and bleak than the last

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Cold light of the sun No thoughts for the children Declared null and void Collision of celestial bodies Value of money is all Mars, Saturn and the Earth Buried on celebration day Tomb neglected and forgotten Face routinely reconstructed Attributed in retrospect Vile smirk of the aristocrat Debut of violent death Observe, record, repeat Bleak faces of the moon Magister pistoriae Observational activity Instruments of science Mars, Mercury and Neptune Revolving in perfect circles Parallax not observed Seemingly reverse in direction Orbital radius Retrograde motion Heretical models Elements of wrath Debut of violent death Observe, record, repeat Round and round and round And round and round and round The black dome of night Stargazer's delight Motions in longitude Motions in latitude Careful and expert study Severe measures Refuted and disputed Hypothetical constructs Cold light of the sun Bleak faces of the moon Debut of violent death Observe, record, repeat Round and round and round And round and round and round Round and round and round And round and round and round

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

The older I get the more often I realize I am almost never wrong Hammers on the loose Trying to get white, getting golden Crisscrossing stripes of the not-so-tiger Walk in silence Wishing that things would change Optimist Making sure one gets declared an idiot Every once in a while Talented people with excess chromosomes Apathy puking the colours of the lonely loudness Wishing that things would change Optimist

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

There exist so many funny trauma People carry them wherever they go Mine are too big and will not let me sleep Some have many millions, But they are fewer in numbers Trauma are bloody, trauma are black Some have trauma drenched in semen Trauma are grey, trauma are white Some have trauma caused by their moms There exist so many funny trauma Some nurture their trauma like a cat or dog Traumatizing experiences shake the foundations Some experience flashbacks of nightmares Some suffer from hypervigilance Or increased static response There exist so many funny trauma Depression, anxiety and dissociation Shrinkage in the hippocampus Compassion fatigue and burnout Out

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

We were always being normal Boring, mundane and homeward bound We were always being normal Make you pay, make you walk We were always being normal Excel in normality We are the experts Excel in normality We are the elite We were always being normal Obsolete voice of reason We were always being normal Piss all over you till you awake We were always being normal Excel in normality We are the experts Excel in normality We are the elite Excel in normality We have the power Excel in normality Normal normal normal

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Morning hours in screaming futility No sleep for the disobedient peasant Divide and ask politely for revolution Sobbing wreck, raise your glass and Drink to the future day Drink to the future day Darker than whatever Drink to the future day Darker than whatever Struck by the first ray of sun Bonded by golden rings Paying the price of nothing With shiny silver coins The royal court is gathered For a decadent feast Mighty emperor, bend over and Drink to the future day Drink to the future day Darker than whatever Drink to the future day Darker than whatever Drink to the future day Darker than whatever Drink to the future day Darker than whatever

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Passion, conflict, rage Love and the joy of life Folly into the thin air Barbarism and backwardness Nothing more promising Than the ambitions of the dead Ugliness and unhappiness Doing what we must because we can Liberty mistaken for freedom Rapists and burglars The allness of nothing Concepts and pure chaos Submit to resurrection Pineal gland and empty stares Nothing more promising Than the ambitions of the dead Lament of the grimoire girls Stubborn and worthless Crash course in cruelty Transform ourselves into beasts

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Who are you stranger Who are you stranger Pop out your eyes And see how they roll Forever shifting You are to me As repulsive As the naked drifter in my bed Elbows shattered To see how they bend I have come here to humiliate you You are here to be humiliated Please be patient If you complete the ritual before I do Who are you stranger Who are you stranger The days are passing As I slowly rip out your spleen Adding herbs to your wine Laughing as your intestines bleed Black eyes Blue lips The pain cycle continues As the real nightmare begins I have come here to humiliate you You are here to be humiliated Please be patient If you complete the ritual before I do Who are you stranger Who are you stranger I have come here to humiliate you You are here to be humiliated Please be patient If you complete the ritual before I do Please be patient We are just getting started

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025