Equivoke

Swan dive... The shortest straw is longer Than your life Pure grief... And no lifesaving tricks are hidden In your sleeve (The game's up!) Wrong way / again you'd pass the change To make your enemies pay The game is up... the rabid hatred's filling up the cup The game is up... Your course is planned and minimized Reduced to zero on a dice Where to go? And how to choose direction? Time will show - you have some luck in store You move too slow unlike the man of action With urge for more what are you waiting for? Where to go? And how to choose direction? Time will show - you have some luck in store You move too slow unlike the man of action With urge for more what are you waiting for? Pledge yourself Nothing venture, nothing have Day by day You dice yourself away The game is up... Your course is planned and minimized Reduced to zero on a dice Where to go? And how to choose direction? Time will show - you have some luck in store You move too slow unlike the man of action With urge for more what are you waiting for? Where to go? And how to choose direction? Time will show - you have some luck in store You move too slow unlike the man of action With urge for more what are you waiting for? Where to go? And how to choose direction? Time will show - you have some luck in store You move too slow unlike the man of action With urge for more what are you waiting for?

No one word has passed the lips The knowledge speaks with keys and fingertips Swim against the shining stream Of this livid screen Writing with gray matter ink... New age world is just a thing Plastic skull and ribs of steel Numerator of the free will Hanging by a thread... Some words are left unsaid Wish and dream will never blend Lost without a trace Under the gray surface Digged into the open space Crimson ray makes white arrow fly Static wind blows high Above the glassy sky Stinging letter, killing dot Insert the word into empty slot The ages slid by as the moments slid past Virtual life of timeless cast The chosen one who monumentalized And mesmerized by looking through this single eye Hanging by a thread... Some words are left unsaid Wish and dream will never blend Lost without a trace Under the gray surface Digged into the open space Fingerprint labyrinth The second coming of an ancient myth... Fingerprint labyrinth The second coming of an ancient myth... Lost without a trace Under the gray surface Digged into the open space

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Dusty miles of the fatal thread Curling path in a tangle Visions red, painted sad The scope of solid angle Supersensual slaughter The doctrinal abyss The archetype sorter Makes some events freeze The boiling holy water Instead of air we breathe Why we keep running deep As we sleep in silence?... Midnight thieves, fugitives Slaves of mental science... The monad hecatomb - the droop is in bloom Now we're on the way to fall into decay Surrounded by the dogmas We've drained this knowledge dry Whispering in chorus We sing between the lines Supersensual slaughter The doctrinal abyss The archetype sorter Makes some events freeze The boiling holy water Instead of air we breathe Before we strike a light We swear black is white We trying to find a source Of repulsive force... Why we keep running deep As we sleep in silence?... Midnight thieves, fugitives Slaves of mental science... Why we keep running deep As we sleep in silence?... Midnight thieves, fugitives Slaves of mental science...

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

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Day chaos sank into the evening flow The headache's gone with human undertow Where the usual feelings ever trend Fade away like footsteps in the sand The hearts are stuck into seclusion Like ghosts are shrunk into themselves Impressive stagecraft of illusion... The perfect coldness is coming out its shell Numbered among the stones and stocks The fleet of faith goes upon the rocks Stone-deaf animated stones Walking trees (crowned with) Sphere-shaped bones The evening sank into the midnight mire And sadness starts to pull the wires: "Is someone there to comprehend?" The leading question for the people of the sand... Numbered among the stones and stocks The fleet of faith goes upon the rocks Stone-deaf animated stones Walking trees (crowned with) Sphere-shaped bones

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Molted moon is drowning in the pool Iced skies, stars-scars, silver bleeding Burning breath of life is getting cool Face the haze, dusk-mask, black hole breeding Smell this bittersweet noise Slowly coming in sight Feel the presence of someone Who watches you sleep every night Wingless dream... Don't make it crawl It comes too far Catch this tracer bullet Falling star Morning light will come too soon Grim grin, reek-trick of your senses Raging flames of the offensive afternoon You're getting spill, the broken will, high defenseless... Smell this bittersweet noise Slowly coming in sight Feel the presence of someone Who watches you sleep every night Wingless dream... Don't make it crawl It comes too far Catch this tracer bullet Falling star The flight of thousand burning birds... You step aside and watch your back! In the hour of pages groaned with words And yellow spiders attack

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

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Feeling low, lost in thought All systems go... into melting pot The missing link of logic chain Steel nerves broke under the strain Broke! Broke! Memory is blank, the empty list The shallow mind is perfect querist No more prayers as the daily bread Since those days when the world was flat The ruins of something we hate Steel nerve, broken blade Different actions we have to forsake No matter what direction our future deeds take... The ruins of something we hate Steel nerve, broken blade The ruins of something we hate Steel nerve, broken blade

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

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Lights fade... phantasma dancer in the shadow of a shade Tight silk... white mask above the river of black milk Faces wet... the twisted cross of body silhouette Heart's chilled, the lips are sealed Silent life, never to laugh, never to cry In the corner of the circle Listening to speechless mime Reciting unwritten poem Without reason and rhyme In the corner of the circle Listening to speechless mime Reciting unwritten poem Without reason and rhyme There's no any choice for the ones who cursed to be unvoiced The wordless strangers in a world of never-ending noise Silent life, never to laugh, never to cry In the corner of the circle Listening to speechless mime Reciting unwritten poem Without reason and rhyme In the corner of the circle Listening to speechless mime Reciting unwritten poem Without reason and rhyme

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025