Longhena

Crows feet tracks leave gouges in skin Another day passes where I couldn't make you smile A new ache reaches down and twists off my head The dead marrow refreshed by dialysis I remember when we were in love But time has taken that from us Cut out a bigger missing piece And try to fit into someone, else Estrangement is our new normal Too scared to leave, But so hard.... to stay I have pictures - of who we once were That life is over - that time is past Looking for ourselves - in someone else Constant Autumn

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Sinews tangled into rebar barbed A double cross twisted into bitter knot The dull ache resumes but it feels like a fresh wound Scabs peeled back, with hydraulic steps Ark of ravens, all lone survivors Alone in a world so muted now Take in the slack 'till pre-travel ends The blast wash a breeze of fresh poison air No separate ways Only good byes Trading spite limb by limb A heat map carved with every death The cowling draped in a ragged step Whittling your heart down to dust Loose ends tied with trip wires A neat bow on your grave Look down into the hollow return Stabbing relentlessly...

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Stay without me A tired heart that barely works Still moving at the speed of light Blood still runs, blowing through places That make the body ache Calloused hands can't let go Hold on for another day Stay without me, I have no one Wandering in the grey Who will hold the people that cannot be held? Who will walk the crime scene and collect all the remains? Who will find the pieces and put them in a box? Who will sing to anyone, with no place in the world?

The phone shudders, tab the ringer mute The annual reopening of wounds Of a heart poured into the desert And its address book of ghosts Turn and walk away from the crater lip And hope the desert dries your heart Pat the ground flat and then close the door From inside the burning mirage The desert does not remember The desert does not care I can only see this moment Through a veil of flames As I cut away at the filaments That tie me to others lives It was someone else's loss And has nothing to do with me, now Aphasic thunder flickers behind a long flat of grey Swirling dazzles of amber spin crumbling memories

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Our eyes never meet again Death does not heal wounds or hearts It hides, the things we've done Retract perdition

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Mangled into who I am today Steadily twisted into barbs Alone with my despair and confusion No desire to save your world Only determination Keeps me on this meaningless path Crumbling laughter filled with madness and hate Bees sting until they're fucking dead A weight settled in broken people Anchors sinking the heart in blood Crawling even without wings Killing, is the fate of bees My last moments Filled with hate To my last drops of blood I'm stabbing into the world Only sadness Is passed on Scars upon scars Becoming Dodonpachi

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Flat scorched Earth is all there is to show For an epilogue laid bare A tired embrace - even past (death) Guns on the table Slides locked closed The chamber concealed to all Drizzle of embers Specks against black That fills me with monsters again Back to back matching coffins Just not to meet your gaze Death to death the more hollow I get While revenge replays I want you to die slowly I want to drag out your death I want you to die screaming I want it to fucking last

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Hands full of sand slip away Grains count minutes, days to years Together a sinking raft of sheets Cut apart the reefs, when I reach out Finger glance off guard smiles Recoil from the passing touch The alone has become yours and mine Stare until I'm blind island sun So easy to forget How to become someone else The heart wants its way It's hard to not be alone On all sides, there is water Filled with hurt Drink from the ocean The island sun

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Charcoal mesh can't mask bitterness The scorpion's tail a vine My cutting edge dulled almost flat There's history in the broken pieces That are quickly reattached There's memories soaked in gasoline that I can't forget Without inside this other body, I am dead You can share my sins, but not the guilt Shuddering muted, replaced with glee And I can wear my demons on my fucking sleeve The smell of fresh cut grass and the open night sky Interrupted within canopy A momentary lapse that I put away The hiss of intent draws closed Immediate from the inside out The seal purrs closed splash muted crisp Gouging the color to chalk, out of lives Die with you

Faith absolute to certain death Evaccaneer doom true last Betrayed in slaughter the next of kin Black label true death begins at last Tell. Me. Your true heart.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Leashed to cemeteries that I carry With...Me...A weight across years A long unbroken stride Set to the poem of burning desert The past is severed from memory, The spent links swept away Are the fangs in our hearts are now gone Or is it anger that keeps us alive? Chalk outlines tell nothing, But continue without pause My reflection shows ashes, I've found my place, Seated at a table of wolves The last and only wish Can't be fulfilled Balled up letters left unread As if it was never written The past stays the past The dead stay the dead Wall up memories so I'll forget In the end there's nothing that you can take back

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Merciless beyond reason Sent alone to bare this terrible sin Expected betrayal stings Second loop begins Flittering shrapnel rattles like a jar of teeth The thrum and cacophony of insane bees Corpses cork screw on fire Inside a perfect vacuum E-K-G Can't see my wounds The wolf never questions The wolf only kills The plate caught the round But inside I'm still bathed in shrapnel With concentration absent of doubt Revel in the unimaginable slaughter

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Rings map years, from hush to play The past, it never disappears Bereavement can be over written But the ache still spears old wounds Eraser rinds dust a rewritten page The past, it never disappears It pries you open and reads from you Before you lost the will to tears A finger of a life stripped to the marrow A skeleton with nothing to show A moment that's not carried downstream It's something you can't let go So hold on, with regret and tears Look to windward There's the nothing at the other end, but darkness There's nowhere to return that's home Strangers forever Cross that bridge Look to windward Go on alone Strangers forever Alone with yourself Look to windward With regret and tears

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025