Returning to the Primary Source
"The White Noise" does not come without the invitation. "The White Noise" hates alarms, having troubled it is die. "The White Noise" is a congestion of cursed souls. It's commemoration of a gloom, of a cold, of a hell. Five years ago I have raped the girl And now nightmares come to me at night, every night. I'm disturbed with these bloody histories. These ideas devour my mind. I hear awful sounds and calls for help. Awful calls, bewitching squeals, infernal cries. "The White Noise" pressed on my breast, approaches me to death. It's time for curse, for bloody revenge, for great pain. Getting under nails, Skinning my body, Tears off meat. Dead cursed boy's silent scream is killing me slowly. The invisible shadows are fleshing behind me, light up and dissapear... I am suprised with mysterious phenomenon... Going through branches of trees, Swallowing only a black fog, feeling a rotten swell of the hell. Sounds cut my eyes. No! Rods pull me away! In a gloom, in a cold, in a hell! My destiny is solved... "The White Noise" is powerfull!...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
Four Ruthless Ravens came from cold and a gloom Their wings have shrouded the dying forest of my soul There's nothing clear just skies of darkness going low And I believe the time has come to face my doom You scarred, wretched miserable one Try, so we can feed upon Pray, plead, reinforce your pain Start, sooner you'll be done They tear me from myself and take me to the place The lake of Evil lies beneath eternal night unstarred A merciless act! I left to sink in waters deep And laughter from above is stealing my last breath In snap of moment you will dissapear This is the end of light and life and fate You'll drown forever, arching and afraid Sardonically awarded for your pleads
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
Raindrops falling down Am I dreaming? They're feed the ground Don't lose this feeling My sins - they's washed away My pain's healing Is that sad story's end Or fortune's freaking? A killer's pain indeed forever torture Washing my life's seed what I expected to? Rain in inferno - a victim's blessing My empty life - misery is ending Eternal silence do keep me Awaited rest for my...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
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Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
I see the falling leaves. Because of seasons change they die. Do you feel the breath of death That makes them turn to dust? The falling leaves are our souls that are brought by wind of time. Can you say just any reason that makes them die too fast? The flight of leaf is our life. Because of fate's desire Some of leaves fall in the dirt and some of leaves fly higher. The sons of love and sons of hate - Where is the difference between? Where is the truth and justice? To be good or to be bad - you'll die!!! I see the falling leaves. Because of seasons change they die. But the death is not the end It's just a change for other life.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
Autumn within It is autumn, not without But within me is the cold. Youth and spring are all about, It is I that have grown old Birds are darting through the air, Singing, building without rest, Life is stirring everywhere, Save within my lonely breast. There is silence, the dead leaves fall and rustle and are still, Beast no flail upon the sheaves, Comes no murmur from the mill
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 05, 2026