Katatonia
Album • 2025
I find you asleep Dusk on your eyelids I break into your dream With hands made of glass And I hold back the tears When I feel what's on your mind Memories of your years Stars not yet aligned I'm the divider Changer of the scene The static halo around your voice I'm the revenant in your dream But I will pull the weight Churn the stalemate 'Cause I'm the provider And you're the drug in my bloodstream The nightmares shut out Behind the curtain for now We're running through a field of evening grass And I hold back the tears When I feel what's on your mind Hopes left behind Let go of the confining shackles Let go of the confining shackles Let go of the confining shackles Let go of the confining shackles Let go of the confining shackles
Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 08, 2025
For the one waiting A last day must come Lock a cold chain Around the hoping heart A veil of shame And sooner or later The race will be on Competing in depravity The sordid game Nights to come Gradual descent Red narcotic horizon Resist no more The future is not ours to evaluate I've changed therefore Gave up the semblance The varnish dissolved My currency expired See the pact waning Through the liquid eye Claim the defeating prize My belongings all packed away Elsewhere in the city I remember the light of the day Off-white and elusive
Submitted by Immortal — Nov 08, 2025
Height of reason now Unbroken noise of loss And nothing else Bind the memories in their wake Like how we walked Past the crowd Along the clouds Losing gravity then but Thirsting now For nothingness Passed over Aimless steps on the street Helpless in the maze Why does my heart yearn Recurrence I repeat my pledge at your feet Endless days in a rat race May this season turn Truth unfolds in tidal waves A constant weight of rain Inside the rooms I haunt My whereabouts unknown to me Purposefully And just as well
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 08, 2025
And I am the teacher And I am hard work And I am in the line of fire And I am no one's keeper The ignorance will keep me in It crawls under my skin But forging the lullaby Keeps me high And I am the abider And I am the ill omen And I am at the crossroads And I am no one's keeper How I've waited to say Close down The weary mind The future has passed Stay unaware That the dreams we shared Shattered at last Give in to the impending amnesia The freezing rash Now shut The tired eye The future has passed And I am the warden And I am the citadel
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 08, 2025
You keep my eyes stained You're the cold of the mire You've come to whisper again The discontent And I must pay my debt You're the night of my home You've come to whisper again The weightless frequency of fever I wait for falling snow You wait for me to go away Aspired for more than just direction The light which I bleed But surrendered well for all to see The light which I bleed I have a broken armour For all my future battles I've come to pay you again The worthless currency of being
Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 08, 2025
Sommar i ett dygn Sitter ute ensam I timmar efter solen Och handen alldeles stilla Det blir nog inte än Men när blir det Tänk om allt var inställt rätt Kontrasten och skärpan Utanför nattens mur Men med mörkret kvar över ögats lins I förändringens centrala punkt I balansens marginal I timmar efter solen Index Över år som flytt En gammal tomhet som väcks upp på nytt Ökar i värde Som ett snöfall på en sommardag Men än är det tyst Ingen fanfar Ett eko utan svar Tanken var bra Och ordet rakt Men idag Finns inget som håller mig tillbaks Namnet raderat från hjärtat Jag har en karta över mörkret i min hand Nytt liv, nya värden En iskall tid, en doft av brand Mitt förra namn på kuvertet Jag skickar kartan över mörkret som ett svar Det drar en vind över världen Nu Har jag ingen verklighet kvar
Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 08, 2025
Televised static shade Suspended overhead We're awaiting the terror It's in our eyes It's in our lungs It's in the making now And growing out of sight I'm shivering on the pavement Incoherent The landscape flickering With weaponry We're taken Subtitled The peril The peril Chained to the skies Subtitled If you read this it means you still have eyes Gravitate At the end of days Awaiting the blast And the wild blue yonder Synchronized Suicide Eight bells For what I've seen Mothers waiting in rows for the shadows of their children Mothers waiting in rows for the shadows of their children
Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 08, 2025
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