Minus the Herd

The break of dawn brings forth The tragic completion of rupture It feels as though nothing is what it seems Nightmares overwhelm my dreams Causing this Nauseating feeling inside my gut At night, cruel are these dreams Which I envision throughout my mind As we lay intertwined here Enshrouded by the feeling of Of placidity Every aspect distinguishably as clear as could be And I never felt more alive then when I dream of you The irony of it all leads to questioning And thus, brings on fear My thoughts clouded with uncertainty I'm at battle with my inner demons I remember the contours of your lips Graciously pressed so tightly against mine So tightly against mine Now, I'm left to wonder Uncertain these nightmares are in fact a dream While you slept I crept up to your room Careful not to make a sound I marvelled at such utter beauty The unstableness maddening I carve through your abdomen Witnessing your eyes fade from brown to grey The surge brought me to my knees As I permeate your chest plate And now, feel the true meaning Of having your heart ripped out Straight from your chest cavity Wither and die away already

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 23, 2026

To proceed down this path which I call my life, is an intricate journey through dark disturbance To undertake this path again I called life, is to understand that I never once held a chance It will be the last time I will ever lay my eyes on you Oh dear Gaia My life is now slowly winding down Cold concrete has now numbed my joints, from my days locked away down here Arming myself with useless courage, I guess hoping for a miracle When in fact I'm less than a pious being (God himself couldn't save me here) To undertake this path again I called life, is to understand that I never once held a chance Mother I am so scared now Unaccustomed to playing the role of the victim Uncertainty is quite dreadful, but I have pushed on too far to come back, I have pushed on too far to come back My recollection of thought is so vague, a foggy visions of repugnance Yet I do recall the look of fear, imprinted on so many nameless faces Bloodshed was inevitably welcomed from there on Held captive like a slave for days without any light Confined to a stale, ill-at-ease room How I survived so far, is a miracle in itself, now I wait... Mercy through death

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 23, 2026

"Father is it possible to grant forgiveness for a sinful action to be committed?" ( "My son, you would have to question whether or not the said-sin is necessary.") "(Absolutely...) to wash away indecency, re-write who we are Weeding out society's weakest in attempts to cure The disease which we are fed, forcefully down our throats I seek absolution for these sins unwritten Any who stand in my way, shall be subjected to torn ligaments and limbs ripped from their sockets For no pity shall be handed down to the feeble Human nature seals our fates by leading us down a path of destruction; I have just merely sped up the process To wash away indecency, re-write who we are Weeding out societies weakest in attempts to cure The disease which we are fed, forcefully down our throats I seek absolution for these sins unwritten." ( "Son? Why are you explaining all this to me?") "Well, I never had much use for religion I merely needed someone to listen Father, witness (the) decline of decaying culture Sealed your fate, sealed your doom"

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 23, 2026

This life of opulence has beaten all goodness right out of us Turning men to gods, then men to despicable parasites Nurturing indecency, incapable of true motherly love We spit on preconceived notions of compassion Everything's now subjected to termination A most voracious pack guided to the point of no-return Positivism is obsolete in a world filled with greedy consumers Only deceit and prejudices leads to such aberrations This life of opulence has beaten all goodness right out of us Turning men to gods, then men to despicable parasites Advancing or regressing? Should we ever consider the option? How is it that our evolution became the devastating? Like a child screaming, gasping to breathe, we must unlearn before treason reaches its highest possible form Disease to the Lungs, the solutions are narrowing to the same conclusions To salvage the Land, you must first rid the earth of us, the problem Like businessmen you squeeze every resource to maximize profitability Helpless followers in what seems to be a game of hid and seek, but you too will crumble beneath her wrath Tear you out, feel her wrath Year you up, feel her wrath I am thy leprous leech of a saviour Ready to take action against all indecent entrepreneurs To redeem our social values in the eyes of our Mother, and to set ablaze the masses, and their unscrupulous behaviours The mysteries of life have been erased Break this bond, the time has come, feel her wrath They mysteries of life have been replaced Break this bond, the time has come, feel her wrath

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 23, 2026

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Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 23, 2026

And I woke up, I woke up In a blur and was Tied up, hurt, tied up, hurt Adrenaline scorching inside As it raced through my veins I was coughing up blood The worst part was that I had No recollection whatsoever Of what Or who brought me here? And why? But before I could make Any sense of this situation I heard it all loudly and clearly; I resent your vile existence! Vile existence! I truly despise what I've designed You're a major factor in that, kid I saw an elder man Or the reflection of my future self That's when it all came back to me; The bar, the magnum, the shots of J.D Perdition's rhetorical theory: To give into every day's decline Unscathed, that was just free will "Your name is of no importance to me anymore And this is how I perceive you and your kin; Blood, tissues, tubes and fat A most simplistic schematic Grotesquely heightened by desires and wires Worship my pores, my sweat Palpable like my overgrowing distaste for mankind" During his lecture, I abruptly spring free from my Shackles, and, with fear as weapon, strangled All life out of the elder man The poignant scenario of a dying breed and its dilemmas The seed overcoming its fate and overpowering its sovereign "Fuck the scriptures; I'm questioning the question Through murder; it took me five second to climb Babel's Tower"

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 23, 2026

I'll reap vengeance upon the weak My desperation mirrors your future so bleak I'll reap vengeance upon the weak I'll gratify my action so to speak The massacre of hundreds of innocent humans echoes through me, like the chorus of a symphonic orchestra Fear imprinted in their eyes so deeply, deep I'll reap vengeance upon the weak My desperation mirrors your future so bleak I'll reap vengeance upon the weak I'll gratify my actions so to speak Reap vengeance, on everyone who dared to call me a freak Pleading for mercy to be kept alive, for a brief moment longer Only to shatter a glimpse of hope held so dear, of one day seeing sunlight again My dementia praecox has pushed me over the edge to unstableness Failure to react has led us here Pushing this illness to new extremes Feel this, my desperation Hear my plea, my desperation Feel this, my desperation Conceive my desire to inflict retribution A distant memory of roaming these streets daily overshadows me The mind numbing sensation that I could have accomplished so much more Is it any wonder why we're are all here today? I am the mastermind behind your demise, a victim of abuse now willing to die for his gratification I'll reap vengeance upon the weak My desperation mirrors your future so bleak I'll reap vengeance upon the weak I'll gratify my actions so to speak Who knew I was capable of such barbarism?

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 23, 2026

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He said "can't you understand that I don't have time for this today" What goes in one ear goes out the other Everything he said rendered useless He yelled "Hey! What do you think you're doing man?" To be quite honest, I couldn't care less what this creep thinks Hormone's powerfully controlling my every move What goes in one ear goes out the other Everything he said rendered useless "I have acquired a hatred for mankind" I said "Your putrid life is as meaningless as a cockroach to me" He kicked fiercely to break free from my stronghold, despair now clouds his dread filled eyes He screamed "help me!" No one will hear your cry for help locked away down here Releasing all built up tension Begging for pity, forcing culmination Choking the life out of him What goes in one ear goes out the other Everything he said, rendered useless I fight to keep a grip on sanity Beating his face to a pulp on the sidewalk His bruised body now reflects my bruised ego Perfection, the look in his eye as, I stole his life Naive was he to trust a stranger

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 23, 2026

With a dissatisfying taste in my mouth, I swallow what's left of my pride, as I am fed my last meal Remember how I claimed to be less than a pious being? You can now leave me father, no words could excuse me now No words could excuse me now Each Iron bar holds a secret meaning, given during my time here Each Iron bar holds a different face, tarnished before my time here The once feared "man dressed in black", now a symbol of anticipation My only regret, not being able to ride my soul of these minacious voices With time they have grown, colder pushing my ego to an intense solstice When they come for me, I will not fight I am ready to go in peace, the time is right I was foolish to believe, that I could single-handedly save humanity The sacrifice was offered long before I was conceived But beware, where I failed. Someone will inevitably succeed Someone will succeed My legs and arms are now braced tightly I feel my pulse through theses shackles Frail and frigid I lay, hopelessly on the confines of the silver table known to me as my death bed Slowly losing control, growing number My eyes close I bid myself farewell As to those whose lives were lost on the account of these homicides, the sacrifice was offered long before I was conceived I was conceived

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 23, 2026