Dancing With the Past
I burn slow... I feel so cold inside, near paralyzed This frame groans This rage grows, glows inside... Bright alive But even as I'm standing here now It's like I'm not of this time And even as you sit by my side i know we're not of one mind I guess the less that's said the better I feel afraid I'll lose control Of this unnecessary evil that rots my soul I feel old... I've grown so cold with time, behind my eyes But the truth still shows even when it's twisted in riddles Still, what's wrong is wrong But even as I'm dwelling here now It's like not of this world And even having seen with my eyes as i watched it unfurl Into this storm I've waded and sink as quick as time Out from this night I've waited for something bright to shine I guess the less that's said the better 'Cause you're afraid I'll lose control And this unnecessary evil might eat you whole How does it feel knowing that we're spinning in circles of lies? And how does it feel knowing that your silence is hurtful? When it's wrong say it's wrong And even as I'm standing my ground after all I have heard And even as I've bitten my tongue, I've never swallowed my words Into this storm I've waded and sink as quick as time Out from this night I've waited for something bright to shine
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
It's always is near me, whispering in my ear It's sinister musings feeding the fear This blanket of worry is draped 'cross my back Surrounding me daily in silent attack Outgrow this fragile shell, Tear down this self-made cell Let go of this fragile shell, Let go and bid farewell Its warnings belying all rational thought Believing the danger far more than I ought Digging in deeply until they are caught And feeding the panic the peace I have sought Outgrow this fragile shell, Tear down this self-made cell Let go of this fragile shell, Let go and bid farewell To the doubt, to the dread, To this Vexation To the pain, To distress, To the fixation To the hurt, disarray, from these sensations To the strain that distorts... To this hell... Abdication to ruination accentuating the small Imagination and aberration feed speculation that overcomes all Imagination and aberration feed speculation that overcomes all Abdication to ruination accelerating my fall...my fall Outgrow this fragile shell, Tear down this self-made cell Let go of this fragile shell, Let go and bid farewell To the doubt, To the dread, To this Vexation To the pain, To distress, To the fixation To the hurt, disarray, from these sensations To the strain that distorts... To this hell...
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
There's a root in mystery Greater than the sins of Sodom To remove all our history and erase all things forgotten And just we're made of Just what we're made of We try to envision love, but we aren't able Rejecting the truth that's in our minds, returning to fables We heard from within an inner voice and thought it an angel Inventing a God in our own form in our own minds To the eye it's a blistering Peering into the world surrounding Taking in all there is to see With even what is clear confounding Just what we're made of Just what we're made of We try to envision love, but we aren't able Rejecting the truth that's in our minds, returning to fables We heard from within an inner voice and thought it an angel Inventing a God in our own form And something like unto ourselves And not the one who made us We turned away from the one who made us We turned away We try to envision love, but we aren't able Rejecting the truth that's in our minds, returning to fables We heard from within an inner voice and thought it an angel Inventing a God in our own form and something like unto ourselves And not the one who made us... And not the one who made us... And not the one who made us...
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
Standing like the soldiers of a battle of a time beloved All lining up in armies of one Stranded like the lost and gone and vanished like the dark at dawn Forgotten for unholy wars to come... Once again this spangled banner torn and you alone again So many like you ignored, left only to mourn... The months and years have taken their toll And time has eaten holes In everything and everyone and left nothing to extol You linger but the ghost is gone Can't you hear the promise of the new and strong? With all anyone could ever want and more and more and more... Once again this mangled banner torn... you hide alone again So many more like you ignored left only for to mourn... The months and years have taken their toll And time has eaten holes In everything and everyone and left nothing to hold Below the setting sun, stand, in the shadows, the lonely one by one What they have glows and lights the way another day Before the setting's done Before the winter comes and dying and all that's left succumbs And the crying is silenced of the armies of one Below the setting sun, stand, in the shadows, the lonely one by one What they have glows and lights the way another day Before the setting's done Before the winter comes and dying and all that's left succumbs And the crying is silenced of the armies of one Once again this spangled banner torn and you alone...
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
This track is instrumental.
And they plan in riddles, and they speak in lies, And they hide in secret From sinking ships they lick their lips And bite the hand that that feeds 'em Then turn their eyes and skip in time And hold the hand that beats 'em To them it is all the same... to them it is just a game To be won for the prize of nothing So their master's sins, through cheshire grins, Disappear with a wink between 'em Dead letters we've sent along in vain, Thinking they'd hear our call These dead letters will not arrive at all They'll let in rot in ruin, let in lie in dust, let it rust in rubble They'll leave us crushed and crippled, they watch us rend in two They leave us split and splintered and never say as they do With battered fools as uselfull tools They destory the ones who bore them The brash and bold are bought and sold By the ones who alone implore them To them it is all the same, to them it's just a game To be won at the cost of many Who'd trade their soul for little bowls filled with swill And set before them Dead letters we've sent along in vain, Thinking they'd hear our call These dead letters will not arrive at all They'll let in rot in ruin, let in lie in dust, let it rust in rubble They'll leave us crushed and crippled, they watch us rend in two They leave us split and splintered and never say as they do And they plan in riddles, and they speak in lies, And they hide in secret Dead letters we've sent along in vain, Thinking they'd hear our call These dead letters will not arrive at all No lesson is learned and so it returns To repeat all that came before us And the fleeting dreams of the liars' schemes Reappear and promise to restore us Dead letters we've sent along in vain, They'll, never, ever hear our call These dead letters will not arrive at all
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025
And love is like a river of bringing streams of life-blood but when it's stopped and over-flows, there it births destruction And through the floods of rushings, into the spinning drop Upon the waves and gushing, explodes above the top And love is like a river of bringing streams of life-blood but when it's stopped and over-flows, there it births destruction Below the crushing sinking, into the darkened deep Within the brooding tensing, the creeping frozen sleep And love is like a river of bringing streams of life-blood but when it's stopped and over-flows, there it births destruction Dreaming slips beneath... Hope is lost to the flow The flooding of wanting, asunder, confronting everything Now submerged And love is like a river of bringing streams of life-blood but when it's stopped and over-flows, there it births destruction Grasping at twisted missings in gasping, rollings falls In choking, spoken pleadings of desperate mourning calls And love is like a river of bringing streams of life-blood but when it's stopped and over-flows, there it births destruction Dreaming slips beneath... Hope is lost to the flow The flooding of wanting, asunder, confronting everything Now submerged
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
I hear the call of the siren, I hear the wail of the warning Await the coming of sunset From the dawning of the morning... I hear the call of the siren, I hear the wail of the warning Await the coming of sunset From the dawning of the morning Blinding distractions of worry...our focus shifted away Imagining the end one thousand ways What will the storm-bringers bring? What do they see? What do the soothsayers say? What does the oracle see but what do they want? We hear predictions of torment We dream the nightmare while waking We the start of this ending Of worlds crumbling 'neath the shaking But wolves with sinister motives Who move unseen in the night Near sleeping sheep sedated, slumber not What will the storm-bringers bring? What do they see? What do the soothsayers say? What does the oracle see but what do they want? I hear the call of the siren, I hear the wail of the warning Await the coming of sunset from the dawning of the morning... And through the fog of our worries...I wake alone in the night To see the dimming of one thousand points of light What will the storm-bringers bring? What do they see? What do the soothsayers say? What does the oracle see but what do they want? What will the false prophets sell? What do they see? What do the doomsayers say? What do so-called psychics see but what they want?
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025
His home, within my home He lies silently and deadly and unknown I'm bound, tongue-tied and bound And right before my eyes the horror show Seeking to take it all...This killer in my house I'm helpless and overcome by hopelessness and doubt He waits, a patient wait, invisible and hungry for so much Defense, I've no defense Against a thing I cannot feel nor hold nor touch Seeking to take it all...This killer in my house I'm helpless and overcome by hopelessness and doubt Seeking to take it all...This killer in my house I'm helpless and overcome by hopelessness and doubt I can't fight what I can't see...I can't fight what I can't feel I can't fight what I can't touch...I can't fight... Cold, so cold...He lies in wait and calculates his crime Stop, how can I make it stop... When all is dark and lost in stolen time? Seeking to take it all...This killer in my house I'm helpless and overcome by hopelessness and doubt Seeking to take it all...This killer in my house I'm helpless and overcome by hopelessness and doubt
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
Soulless golems lumber slow...within them nothing Just passive and stiff Through wretched methods driven frantic Happily over the cliff Tell me...have you nothing inside you repulsed by the sight? Tell me...have you nothing that stirs you to fight? 'Cause I’m sailing against the tide lest I drift away And they’ll strain the frayed if only to mold us... Heartless carcasses ruin all around them With only the stench of decay Their harmless, armless gropings reach for nothing Still nothing dissuades Tell me...have you nothing inside that recoils at the thought? Tell me...have you nothing that grieves as it ought? And I’m swimming against the tide lest I’m washed away And they’ll strain the frayed if only to mold us... To break us 'til we're numb Even in these halls where we walk about We talk about only shadows We never let it show that we're racked with doubt and we don't look down Hide all we know, our sorrow in tow… We hold down a sure frown each day And we’re strained and frayed But still we will mock them in shame... And I’m rushing against the wind lest I’m blown away ‘cause they’ll strain the frayed if only to mold us... To break us 'til we're numb Even in these halls where we walk about We talk about only shadows We never let it show that we're racked with doubt And we don't look down … Even in these halls where we walk about We talk about only shadows We never let it show that we're racked with doubt and we don't look down Hide all we know, our sorrow in tow… We hold down a sure frown each day And we’re strained and frayed, yes we’re strained and frayed But still we will mock them in shame...
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
Too blind to appearance to know a sheep in wolf's clothes You see teeth and cower…you mistake a smile for a snarl But I’m not just hollow and I’ll not justify But never would I marry the dark and the light Pierce the veil of the surface, Unfold the things of the heart Within the blessed call to acceptance You only hear the harsh call to arms But I’ll not just follow and I’ll not just defy But never would I marry the dark and the light But I’m not just hollow and I’ll not justify And never would I marry the dark and the light Give them eyes to see…give them eyes to see Give them eyes to see…give them eyes... Well I’m not just rotten 'cause I’m justified And never would I marry the dark and the light But I’m not forsaken 'cause I’m justified And never have I traded for dark, the light For dark, the light...for dark, the light... For dark, the light...
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
They groom their own, pass learned keys to palaces of ivory On academic schemes, they're weaned unseen Where from high atop their towers tall It's easy to look down on all Like promised seed, they bleed conceit And dream of all the future brings Out of reach, untouchable From empty heads with bellies full They pull the strings to preen the lesser class They whisper words, infallible, from behind walls unscalable The silenced wills amassed… The minds they’ve killed will feed our future screams So out of reach, so out of touch So out of reach, so out of touch The bully-whip, unchallenged voice Unquestioned hold, the crutch of choice Without dissent the circumvent the truth They disseminate and they dispense What’s valued less than worthlessness All fodder for the tyrants they recruit to mold our future So out of reach, so out of touch So out of reach, so out of touch
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
Clouds are rising above us A storm is growing within us...the craving for knowing The telling skies have spoken in visions, in passing The deaf ears seeking shelter in forests of dogma Where every branch is bent and broken Bury what’s evident in shallow argument Not able to believe in things greater than men Than men, in things greater than men Lightning flashing above us The strain reflected around us, in bearing our standing The telling skies have spoken in visions of warning The cowards seeking shelter in closed minds and closed doors ‘til every door is kicked wide open Spilling this testament of our enlightenment Not able to conceive of things greater than men Than men, of things greater than men No we can’t believe in…in things unseen Our towers of babel, fallen, rise again The ignorance, the insolence of arrogance After all this time has blurred the lines drawn Between god and men In things greater than men, than men Than men, in things greater than men No we can’t believe in…in things unseen No we can’t conceive of things greater…
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
Through prideful darkness the blind will lead the blind All bound in colored fetters Never knowing, never learning, never caring, Understanding what's at stake Upon this world a letter Written coldly and without shame in the blood of so many Brandished boldly, the burned and maimed Big Pharma's whore red-robed in gore would kill you To heal you Through greed the reckless, though sworn to never harm, Ignore all repercussions Never showing, never feeling, overbearing She denies the aftermath Upon her breast a letter Bought and sold she has no choice but to obey her master Left alone now they have no voice Big Pharma’s whore with rotten core would kill you To heal you First, do no harm… First do no harm...first! Written coldly and without shame in the blood of so many Brandished boldly, the burned and maimed Big Pharma’s whore red-robed in gore would kill you to heal you She’ll kill you to heal you First, do no harm… First, do no harm… First, do no harm… First, do no harm…first!
It lives within the cold rust of society It rots beneath our feet on shaky ground Deep beneath the skin of broken piety torn open As each stone is overturned, our loss is found It’s all just lies, blinding our eyes...eyes, blinded by lies Lies, crushing our lives...lies, blinding our eyes It's growing as we sleep and feeds anxiety It draws the hood across our hanging heads Drowning everything in impropriety's confusion With each layer peeled away this mask is shed It’s all just lies, blinding our eyes...eyes, blinded by lies Lies, crushing our lives...lies, blinding our eyes Just like a child reaches and gropes Fresh from the dark, a stranger to hope Unfocused eyes strain without sight So we all crawl towards the light Lies, blinding our eyes...eyes, blinded by lies Lies, crushing our lives...lies, blinding our eyes It lives within the cold rust of society It rots beneath our feet on shaky ground Deep beneath the skin of broken piety torn open As each stone is overturned, our loss is found Just like a child reaches and gropes Fresh from the dark, a stranger to hope Unfocused eyes strain without sight So we all crawl towards the light Just like a child reaches and gropes, Fresh from the dark, conceived in hope Unfocused eyes, new to the fight So we all crawl towards the light
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
So hollow, you wallow…the mud your home I've tried to lift you, but you're adrift to Some other place alone Will you not listen to reason? Will you watch another season die? With your will broken and beaten ‘til you fade into deletion? So needy, you bleed me and drain life dry I tried to trust you, but truth disgusts you Your strength is in the lie Will you not listen to reason? Will you watch another season die? With your will broken and beaten ‘til you fade into deletion? Let your words mean something more than nothing Let them stir from deep within, confronting Leave this world of promises you're haunting Let your "yes" be "yes" and let your "no" be "no" Promises are always broken, Words are better never spoken Actions never match emotions, Spitting bitter, sugar-coating Promises are always broken, Words are never better spoken Actions never match emotions, Spitting bitter, sugar-coating Will you not listen to reason? Will you watch another season die? With your will broken and beaten ‘til you fade into deletion? Let your words mean something more than nothing Let them stir from deep within, confronting Leave this world of promises you're haunting Let your "yes" be "yes" and let your "no" be "no"
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
Memories of shocking things The outcryings at all we’d seen They fade away, unwelcoming It's all so very ordinary now I recall the shocking things The outraging and all they’d bring We look away, not noticing It's all so very ordinary now We could hear the squall, appalled The call against just the thought of it all It's like we're trained, with ice within our veins To never show the pain or to know Let it out, let it out Go…get it out, get it out I recall the hurting screams The outreachings for what we'd seen We pull away, so uncaring It's all so very ordinary now Barely touched, our eyes are shut Our hearts are cut, left pounded to bits It's like we're filled with ice that's chilled our will To ever feel again or to know Let it out, let it out Go…get it out, get it out Memories of shocking things And outcryings at all we’d seen All blurred dreams and strange musings It's all so very ordinary now We could hear the squall, appalled, The call against just the thought of it all It's like we're trained, with ice within our veins To never show the pain or know Let it out, let it out Go…get it out, get it out No, let it out, let it out Go…get it out, get it out
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 25, 2025
Looking on, I see the stance As you strain at the lifts and turns Not at peace, no release from this beast To which you're saddled even now This weariness, a sentenced life As you gaze into eyes long dead You remand by a strand Icy hands with which you grapple In a rhythm without a flow One and a two and a three and a four The cue that is calling you back You lead and you follow and stumble again The meter and tempo are lost You're dancing with the past This heaviness, you drag along as you trip just to step in time Healing slow, tears will flow, Letting go is half the battle to be won You dwell in tombs among the dead, you breathe this air diseased Feeling used, deeply bruised, so confused You're stunned and rattled by the pacing and by the tune One and a two and a three and a four The cue that is calling you back You lead and you follow and stumble again The meter and tempo are lost You're dancing with the past You dwell in tombs among the dead, you breathe this air diseased Feeling used, deeply bruised, so confused You're stunned and rattled by the pacing and by the tune
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025
The worst laid plans of rats and men will always go astray They come crashing down 'neath their own weight To crush their feet of clay In bold defiance, with blinding lust to reign This dark alliance lays brick upon brick in vain Bring peace through war, just as before To feed the beast they bow before Through vanity's insanity they'll drag us all to ruin When there's one world then they've won this world The best intent of deceitful men will only lead astray They fit the weak with blinders bleak Led through the slaughter gate In bold defiance, with blinding lust to reign This dark alliance lays brick upon brick in vain Bring peace through war just as before To feed the beast they bow before Through vanity's insanity they'll drag us all to ruin When there's one world then they've won this world Bring peace through war just as before To feed the beast they bow before Through vanity's insanity they'll drag us all to ruin Then there's one world then they've won this world When there's one world they've won this world One world...
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
Still running up this endless hill, still choking on this poison pill Where nothing takes the pain from nothing in the end I've carried every banner, shilled, sweat fire like the sprinklings of an aspergil Where nothing ever cleanses nothing in the end How long 'til the walls will fall again? And how low 'til the center folds within? And would this ever leave my side, even if it could? I saw which was the simple way, but chose the path of most resistance And burdened with a broken soul, my body knows the weight and strain Clenched fist but this I know...I’ve seen the end; it’s in the distance I've fought the urge to bend and crawl, but what hope did I ever have… Being born in a place called "broken heart"? And tell me...what is in a name? Is there meaning in the place we came into This unauditioned role we never chose? I've struggled just to break away from this curse into another day Where nothing's ever haunted by nothing we have known How long 'til the walls will fall again? And how low 'til the center folds within? And would I cast this thing aside, even if I could? I saw which was the simple way, but chose the path of most resistance And burdened with a broken soul, my body knows the weight and strain Bit-lipped but this I know...I’ve seen the end; it’s in the distance I've fought the urge to bend and crawl, but what hope did I ever have… Being born in a place called "broken heart"? What did it take to make this? Or was it born within? And tell me what is in a name? Is there meaning in the place we came in to this world; a role we never chose? How long 'til the walls will fall again? And how low 'til the center folds within? And would this ever leave my side, even if it could? I saw which was the simple way, but chose the path of most resistance And burdened with a broken soul, my body knows the weight and strain I might miss, but this I know...I’ve seen the end; it’s in the distance I've fought the urge to bend and crawl, but what hope did I ever have…. Being born in a place called "broken heart"?
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
There's a darkness here and it's deep and cold Like an endless year in winter's hold Night has fallen…leaves rotten, calling out There's a darkness here and it comes and goes, But like a shadow moves, still it shows itself Now forbidden, has spring safely hidden too? There's a little light, like a speck of white, like a satellite blinking slowly There's a whispering, like a lullaby from a little voice speaking softly If there's a little light... If there's a little light that shines for me lord, I can’t see it If there is any light there's so little light it's hard to see, Lord, help me see it There are silhouettes of sand and bone Wearing tarnished crowns on broken thrones The tides have come in...kingdoms all are crumbling There's a little light, like a speck of white like a satellite blinking slowly There's a whispering, like a lullaby from a little voice speaking softly There's a little light...there is something bright like a camera pointed at me There’s a word of hope in a message sent in a bottle that floats too slowly If there's a little light... If there's a little light that shines for me lord, I cannot see it If there is any light there's so little light it's hard to see Lord, help me see it, lord If there's a little light... If there's a little light that shines for me lord, I cannot see it If there is any light there's so little light it's hard to see, lord, help me see it Lord, lord, if there is any light there's a little hope I swear, I know Lord, where does it go?
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025
They're carving a circle, all fins and teeth Their eyes on the living, sites set beneath They swiftly attack, pulling and tearing with sharp words of "concern" In blue and in black, the skin you are wearing removed with each turn They smell blood in the water…there's death in the air They're racing in circles so high overhead Slow-dragging their shadows through fields of the dead In tandem they dive, slashing and pulling from the sick and the weak Barely alive and dragging your carcass, you curse through your teeth They smell blood in the water…there's death in the air Hands bitten, hard written, they listen for signs of life Not hidden, greed-smitten, eyes quicken to see the end Buried before you are dead Broken by those you have fed Ashamed of the ones you have bred Who bathe in the wealth you have bled They swiftly attack, pulling and tearing With sharp words of "concern" In blue and in black, the skin you are wearing Removed with each turn Blood in, blood in the water, water There's death in, death in the air Hands bitten, hard written, they listen for signs of life Not hidden, greed-smitten, eyes quicken to see the end Buried before you are dead Broken by those you have fed Ashamed of the ones you have bred Who bathe in the wealth you have bled
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
They're running from the state they're in They're searching for a sanctuary Alone and through the passage dim, Weighed down beneath the doubt they carry What's next for these? What's next for these unmoving human statuary? In shackles of their apathy In chains too heavy for the climb ahead Again they crawl, encountering this fence-barbed wall "now climb!" they're told, not knowing they can fly They're shown that there's no place for them And told that they're unnecessary Like fodder for the garbage bin, they're treated like the dead unburied What's left for these? What's left for these descendants of the cold and wary? Now laid within a casket dark and dour…forgotten with a beating heart Again they crawl encountering this fence-barbed wall "now climb!" they're told, not knowing they can fly They're starving there, picking at the barren tree They're starving there, staring at the ravaged fields They're starving there, They rifle through cupboard bare They're dying there in places where nobody cares In prisons of establishment And modern-day apothecaries Designed to curb and cull their minds And isolate the insularly What's left for these? What's left for these? The stagnant and the sedentary? What will it take to shake the sleeping lost… Awake to what is meant for them? Again they crawl encountering this fence-barbed wall "now climb!" they're told, not knowing they can fly Desperate they claw, entangled in this fence-barbed wall They’re trapped there still…not knowing they can fly
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
I walk this thin line without purpose Glean only pieces from the surface Torn apart inside, bruised and battered pride The boiling hotter than the burn is I go numb again… I go numb again… This stabbing sorrow cuts me slowly My cries, unheard and sharp and growing Sliced apart inside, this wound laid opened wide I've paid a price beyond my owing I go numb again… I go numb again… This gaping maw eats raw the bleeding Hungry, devouring in its needing I fight with all my will to bear the hurt distilled Within this well of hopeless pleadings I go numb again… I go numb again…
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025
I've seen the hearts of men through the eyes of god And what's living there is darker than we care to recognize We've heard the word of god from the mouths of men But what's deep within, ‘neath our hidden sin is cold, unmoved Too few new...far-fallen and apart from the giver of life Faux-piousness for righteousness Behind the gleaming, only white-washed tombs All full of dead men's bones I've seen the hearts of men through the eyes of god And what's living there is dead We've heard the word of god from the mouths of men Has what's deep within, ‘neath our hidden sin, metastasized? Too few new...far-fallen and apart from the giver of life Faux-piousness for righteousness… Behind the gleaming, only white-washed tombs All full of dead men's bones In pride he presents himself draped in filth and rags The killer within him lurks where the blind fool brags He swaggers through ruins pristine All full of dead men's bones The liar deceives himself, condemns himself Woe! To all who lean upon their own stance Woe! Who sway upon the sand unbalanced I've seen the hearts of men through the eyes of god And what's deep within, ’Neath our hidden sin is mortified Too few new... Far-fallen and apart from the giver of life Faux-piousness for righteousness Behind the gleaming, only white-washed tombs All full of dead men's bones Faux-piousness for righteousness Behind the gleaming, only white-washed tombs All full of dead men's bones
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
When the ties that bind tore, unwinding ‘twas like you never saw it coming And once the light inside you would not shine Then I knew you'd never see as clear again The water's deep, but blood is thick…one fills the soul, one makes us tick Adjoined and whole, apart and sick for we are all symbiotic When the spark went dark it was blinding I knew I should have felt it coming But once the will inside you would not fight Then I knew you’d never be the same again The water's deep, but blood is thick…one fills the soul, one makes us tick Adjoined and whole, apart and sick for we are all symbiotic Where does it go...this vanishing wisdom gathered in years, When life and the vision go dark? Here and alone, you linger like incense traded for tears after the essence departs What can we know as we race towards the future? When healing is slow, sewn with the sutures of time And why must they go? What is the reason these colors of hope Must change like the seasons that die? And our connections, when all is said and done, Are mere reflections upon our shattered core As the night invites in the twilight I stare into the sinking sun And though I wait and long to see it rising I suppose it never will again Where does it go...this vanishing wisdom gathered in years, When life and the vision go dark? Here and alone, you linger like incense traded for tears after the essence departs What can we know as we race towards the future? When healing is slow, sewn with the sutures of time And why must they go? What is the reason these colors of hope Must change like the seasons that die? The water's deep, but blood is thick…one fills the soul, one makes us tick Adjoined and whole, apart and sick for we are all symbiotic
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
I’m standing beside myself, divide myself in two…to sharpen my blunted point of view And every careful step I’m taking dares and my knowing legs are shaking I’m trying to find myself, remind myself of the heart and how I have torn myself apart The precautions that I am taking fail and my knowing heart is aching Do you believe that our hands hold so little? Do you believe that our hearts know so little? Do you believe that our hands hold so little? And that after all, we know so little? I’m living inside myself, I hide myself from the strain In dwellings of shelter from the pain All the walls I have assembled fall as my whole foundation trembles I try to convince myself, dismiss myself from this hold To cling to the reigns of self-control But the tether I am gripping tears and my fraying hands are slipping Do you believe that our hands hold so little? Do you believe that our hearts know so little? Do you believe that our hands hold so little? And that after all, we know so little? And does it make us more real to defy our nature?...to deny what we feel? To believe that our hands hold so little? Do you believe that our hearts know so little? Do you believe that our hands hold so little? And that after all, we've learned so little? I'm living beside myself, divide myself in two I'm crawling inside myself to hide myself from you I'm living beside myself, divide myself in two I'm crawling inside myself to hide myself from you Do you believe that our hands hold so little? Do you believe that our hearts know so little? Do you believe that our hands hold so little? And that after all, we’ve learned so little? And does it make us more real to defy our nature?...to deny what we feel? To believe that our hands hold so little? Do you believe that our hearts know so little? Do you believe that our hands hold so little? And that after all, we know so little?
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025
Something has cast a shadow evermore Upon a world once bright Smothering the light, baffling the bold And cleaving the flesh from the bone It tears from the top and weeds the single mind Its turns and its twists undermine By crushing the strong it leaves the runt Unchallenged to suckle alone Are we finished now, forgotten how to stay alive? Will we wait until we’ve lost the will to just survive? Are we finished now, forgotten how to stay alive? Will we wait until we’ve lost the will to just survive? Something has drawn a shroud across the land To hide a world once bright Snuffing the light, destroying all hope And raising the weak over all It eats from the top, the scraps are left to lie And to rot what could overcome It turns on itself and leaves the runt Unbridled to feed on its own Are we finished now, forgotten how to stay alive? Will we wait until we’ve lost the will to just survive? Are we finished now, forgotten how to stay alive? Will we wait until we’ve lost the will to just survive? It tears from the top and weeds the single mind Its turns and its twists undermine By crushing the strong it leaves the runt Unchallenged to suckle alone Are we finished now, forgotten how to stay alive? Will we wait until we’ve lost the will to just survive? Are we finished now, forgotten how to stay alive? Will we wait until we’ve lost the will to just survive?
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025