Under the Death Influence
Do you feel what I feel, see what I see, hear what I hear There is a line you must draw between your dream world and reality Do you live my life or share the breath I breathe Lies feed your judgement of others Behold how the blind lead each other The philosopher You know so much about nothing at all Ideas that fall under shadows of theories that stand tall Thoughts that grow narrow upon being verbally released Your mind is not your own, What sounds more mentally stimulating is how you make your choice So you preach about how I'm supposed to be, yet you don't you know your own Sexuality Lies feed your judgement of others Behold how the blind lead each other The philosopher You know so much about nothing at all
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
I want to watch you drown in your lies. The end of your masquerade, a matter of time Intertwining lies, domination, control Feed his twisted nature It is sickening to see dreams die A word of advice, fate's patience is growing short. Fake down to your mind and appearance You will fall short of the dreams to destroy In time you will find yourself trapped in a corner These four words my friend, I promise you will not forget I am one of many that see through your lies Hiding will do you no good, many seek revenge. Soon to become a victim of what you live to create, and cannot have. It is sickening to see dreams die A word of advice, fate's patience is growing short. Fake down to your mind and appearance You will fall short of the dreams to destroy
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Look down at the body You may see no trace of wounds But in the eye The eye of the beholder One cannot assume Not a drop of blood is drawn But you know how it bleeds Beware of the sharp edged weapon Called human being It is a shield of passion And strong will From this I am the victor Instead of the kill I will not feed your hunger, instead I bite the pain Looking not back, but forward I bite down hard Try to cover up the trail of deceit And daggers spawned from your soul Acid, the tears of remorse Flow in vain, too late for regrets Save it For the next ill fated game
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Controlling their lives Deciding when and how they will die A victim of someone else's choice The ones who suffer have no voice Manipulating destiny When it comes to living, no one seems to care But when it comes to wanting out Those with power, will be there Prolong the pain How long will it last? Suicide machine A request to die with dignity Is that too much to ask? Suicide machine How easy it is to deny the pain Of someone else's suffering Robbed of natural abilities In death they now seek tranquility In a confused state of mind Extending agony, they must be blind Manipulating destiny When it comes to living, no one seems to care But when it comes to wanting out Those with power, will be there Prolong the pain How long will it last? Suicide machine A request to die with dignity Is that too much to ask? Suicide machine
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
From above and around, Observations are collected Knowledge is taken in by curious life forms That may bring hope from beyond Beneath the giver of life, our sun An examination of another kind is done A view from those who stood high And breathed the sky An opinion from below and from above Some were decided, some were not A few looked away, but none forgot Misanthrope Hater of all mankind There is some hope For those who own their mind They came, they saw and acknowledged Some good, some bad Opinion: Dangerous Stay where you are, don't get consumed By what they created from sheer neglect In denial of years and years of Shattered souls That were lost to the power of Fragile, frightful minds A view from those who stood high And breathed the sky An opinion from below and from above Some were decided, some were not A few looked away, but none forgot Misanthrope Hater of all mankind There is some hope For those who own their mind They came, they saw and acknowledged Some good, some bad Opinion: Dangerous
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Built from blind faith Passed down from self-induced fantasy Turn a page to justify Conjuring power - it opens wide On your seventh day, is that how it's done? Twisting your eyes to perceive all that you want To assume from ignorance inflicting wounds with your cross-turned dagger Inside crystal mountain Evil takes its form Inside crystal mountain Commandments are reborn All the traps are set to confine All who get in the way of the divine In sight and in mind of the hypocrite A slave to the curse forever confined Shatter the myth Don't cut yourself On your words against Dreams made of steel Stronger then any faith That inflicts pain and fear, is that how it's done? Twisting your eyes to perceive all that you want To assume from ignorance inflicting wounds with your cross-turned dagger Inside crystal mountain Evil takes its form Inside crystal mountain Commandments are reborn
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
The journey begins with curiosity And evolves into soul-felt questions On the stones that we walk And choose to make our path Sometimes never knowing Other times knowing too much Filtering out the bad that holds us back... Take hold of what is true to your hunger A hunger that will not go away Plans for tomorrow, they will remain Won't you join me on the perennial quest Reaching into the dark, retrieving light Search for answers on the perennial quest Where dreams are followed, and time is a test No time for mental crutches The maker has moved on I will take it raw and be on my way Those that stood beside me I'm glad you understand Behind these written words I share the simple plan To hang on to the way that we feel From rivers of sorrow To oceans deep with hope I have travelled them Now, there is no turning back The limit, the sky I ask my questions Why? What today? When tomorrow? Filtering out the bad that holds us back... Take hold of what is true to your hunger A hunger that will not go away Plans for tomorrow, they will remain Won't you join me on the perennial quest Reaching into the dark, retrieving light Search for answers on the perennial quest Where dreams are followed, and time is a test
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026