Cyberspace
Clinical death was a ticket for you To the silence six feet under Hands are hammering the appalling prison And the sanity slowly leaves you Feeble twinkles of sinister lights Deaf echo answers to your screams Each nail in the ghastly dungeon You feel like incandescent lead Tangled in a shroud you see the life Smiles, tears, luck and sorrow Painless spasm twists your lips to smile Maybe death is similar to sweet slumber Your body slowly gets stiff and cool Water dozes through the casket chinks And drenches your face like tears Like you mourn and cry for yourself
Imprisoned in the seventeen inches monitor i live Virtual corporeality is my sick walk About in private database garden Computerised emotions, digitalised instincts Synthetic labyrinths of ideal world diffuse through me I am careful gardener of directories´ and files´ world Imprisoned in the seventeen inches monitor i slave To many megabytes of negligent unusable software As the fingers dance the lethal kankan over keyboard I'm hypnotised, agonising cyberspace floats through me Falling down, tangled in the collapse, I’m overloaded My real torso will never wake again I'm imprisoned in virtual reality, encoded, indexed The neural interface connects me with real world
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
Imitation anyone you meet Mimic caricaturist You are like a devil's rotwork Direct and incessant Spastic mirroring of all faces What you pass It's a parody, derision Absurd expression of normal Gestures and attitudes Giddy carousel of imitations Wild sequence of alien identities You play back with vertiginous speed All absorbed gestures Alien identities vomiting Tourette’s syndrome Parakinesis and paragnosis Tourettized...
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
Clouds wound up the disintegrating bodies of world ghloookh Strangle my travelling imaginary mind of translucent being beehebh I stay between blind mirrors of two transient world and see Myself in never ending deformed line of guileful copies My body looses own palpable shape, When with cells I imbibe into twodimensional space I imbue the nucleus base of universe, When strange beehebh floods my malleable mild mind I amalgamate with pellucid turbid complex Of fallen albumen crystals and turn to dameged key to existence Through the gate of world ghloookh I penetrate Into the new dimension of chaos, slowly ingrowing to flesh I turn to stalk tossing in gusts of protoastral corona, Disrupting my polyangular dreaming Lost among the crystals of pure distilled planetary evil I will never find the right way to myself Clods is still wound up the disintegrated bodies of world ghloookh Starngled my travelling imaginary mind of ethereal beehebh I die between the mirrors of two transient worlds when I saw Myself in never ending deformed line of guileful copies
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
Misty darkness veils my outer world The funeral twilight fell to secret emotions of mine Far light in ghastly twisted mind I s like a navigation over soul sea i hope Or will i sink? I'm like an autumn nature, my life slowly falls dream Just only wind thoughtlessly goes through my silent recalls Which rose to the curled midnight water surface Enclosed to the little bubbles like human souls Don't crack ‘emi Water choking gurgulates in my cigarettes impaled lungs Life movie i take in me with my nothing seeing eyes I'm like an autumn nature, i fall to sleep too The spring won't wake me up, I’ll dream in eternal chill I wanna awake! Ice cold wind cleans up my ice tombstone, the winter moon ...Mourns for me Oried leaves cry their funeral prayer to frozen river ...Mourn for me
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Let there be dark... She had her face in the jug nearby the door Rippled with threads of abysmal distances I try to find out the celestial harmony And to destroy the body with yohimbine cure She scrawled with her eye on the opposite wall Distorted with transient, embodied polyedres "Your time has come", said the sign And crawled away through my body's middle Her knees fused with ceiling on the street Buried under the glimmering snow of Sahara Nothing is hidden for my protuberant eyes What a meritorious autophagia equilibrium! She looked at me with petrified, cubed eyes Through my conscience's muddy window Scattered to molecularly droll remnant I have to stray here for ever to see my own end Rippled with threads of abysmal distances She had her face in the jug nearby the d:oor Well, let there be light...
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
Enclosed in moral circles Creating your scathing relations According to distorted equations Describing the material life phases We create another future We create another tomorrows No, we don't share your feelings Of somatic philosophy in decline What one's as helical steel shacles Laying heavily on that cheerless world We're the myriad of deathlike torches What ones are enlightening the chosen way To your filthy future To your filthy tomorrows You're the paving of dead end street Identically plushy filthy As filthy your motives are But we're an inversion of normality Of this paralysed world We've snuffed the candles out in your darkness We create another future only We create another tomorrows only Forever you'll be enclosed in moral circles Creating you dubious relations According to your deformed, distorted equations Describing the final phases of your poor existence We want another future only Therefore we snuffed your candles out
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
Sexual liquidation of body problems Wait for an orgasm in false time You hate the look at stretched girl's thighs All manifestations of love make you sick You don't want to live with feelings subjugation You don't want to sniff excited woman smell Every excitement burns like tire iron You find the place only among matresses Try to work out you own feelings trouble Try to doom the instinct of selfpreservation Love is fuckin’ stupid problem only Which don't make you're thinking Liquefied selfcontrol... Spermatic explosion... Absolute selfgratifying... You idiot!!!
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
You're falling at the thought spiral Into time webs covered with dust Like enigmatic butterfly... Dying in dust at the window Window to the fourth carnal reality Like a human tear... Absorbs every sorrow and affliction Brush spectral flourish on the soul picture Never characterise, never depict Like words can't describe... The mind state on the end of life Like the step to emptiness... To the grotesque nothingness... You're falling at the thought spiral Into forgotten webs of eternity Like enigmatic butterfly... Dead in dust at the window
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
Soiling... Thee keopaa And undying Toiling... My keopaa And hating Deflated slag of unnecessarity Undimensional being Fills the nebular dust In defuncted multiverse The sleeping microworlds ‘re spinning round each other Dreaming about lysergide wisdom Right as you did... I turned to link Binding your paranormal keopaa up Right as you did... Addicted to synergy 0.29 You live on the base of petrobiological joke Right as I did... Really sick ineptitude All what dehumanised is, will succumb too Right as we did... Vanity, merely vanity Unseen in synergic mirror My face's hidden in the air Obstructed with emptiness So strange rigid specimen A cono-cardium in your alter ego Floating in lysergide elation Right as you did... I turned to link Binding your paranormal keopaa up Right as you did... Addicted to synergy 0.29 You live on the base of petrobiologial joke Right as I did... Really sick ineptitude All what dehumanised is, will succumb too Right as we did... Synergy 0.29... Where is my keopaa? Keopaa 0.29... Where is, so where is it? Keopaaean synergy... Here is point of 0.29 Black point of synergy... That is untrue keopaa
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
Gloomy dawn of humanity When human eye descried For the first time Shy sunbeams among the clouds And bowed the head to nature The dark epoch of insidious brutality When man forgot the beginnings Inexorable circuitous course of life We never change and stop Callous by deviant environment We're annihilating ourselves Perverted human desire to destroy Yourself and all beings around Thins is a perpetual trouble What will be worked out When life chain will be broken Like a pellucid glass crystal Ostensible perpetual... ostensible useless Or sure perpetual ? ... Or sure useless
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 18, 2026
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