Fuck the Facts / Fistfuck
Into the endless nightmare. A descent into these hollow confrontations that came so quickly undone. If we are what we say, we'll never feel the need to argue. But we'll never agree. So, by all means, let the showdown commence. We need it now, more than anything. Browsing aimlessly. Looking for a more wholesome "us". All we find, is the familiar sense of deflation.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 18, 2026
Was what it was and now it's done. A to point B, fucking 2 seconds. A keen eyelid twitch both fists clamped air. Years have wrung out patience and despair. Move your shit. Do it fast. The rugged few. Textbook of grindcore manners past. Fear of never returning again. Gonna die for this madness. Precious bucket lists are full of shit. Skid etiquette. For the rugged few, fucking move! Now, fists weighed down with dream like lead. Move Your Gear.
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 18, 2026
Vanished between the cracks and into darkness. Degraded and taken for less than what it's worth. Into the black. Ants scattered aimless. Roaches made way inside. Late to the party. Hit the brakes, hate yourself. Usher out your soul in fury, goodnight. Starts crimson, blackout slowly and with grace, toothless grin bruised without relent.
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 18, 2026
Your credit, is outstanding, congrats. A beating spent. Show yourself the door, goodnight.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 18, 2026
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Dead men on holiday. Crept up slow pack bags, inhale the stale cigarette. Exhale freedom between. Between the cold roll steel bars. I hear the ether calling out. Verses trapped in my dreams. Undreamt
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 18, 2026
Go Your way to the top, break waters. Death: flash past triumphs.
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 18, 2026
To soothe, can't shake the melodies that we buried. Into the code. We lost the scent Sadly, my old foe. Where I'm going I'll never leave. Below deaths clutch. The candle plunged into the well. Lights out. The flame dropped down. Your cheers nullify all hope.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 18, 2026
Don't try to play it back. You had your chance. Desire will rot. Your mind, your ears, your lungs, your limbs. Wish you could have it. There are only so many charms of luck. None have worked for any of us.
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 18, 2026
Give your blood to the ground. Restitution's' erotic sound.
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 18, 2026
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