Gambling On The Richter Scale

Ten long years, it's time to admit it This place has never changed, it all stays the same Tear down the sellouts, fill the yards with holes Then walk away They made it, right Like birds of prey, dive down where you lay Did everything feel right? Can you call this home? Stale eyes on quiet streets Wrapped up with iron birds Contracts and offers, fill the yards with holes Then walk away You made it, right Like birds of prey, dive down where they lay Did everything feel right? Can you call this home?

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Stuffed, blind and swollen Never could give up the plastic and trash Now you'll have to slow down Without feet you'll finally slow down You never thought twice With no information you said I'm not caught up with facts You never thought twice Without feet you'll slow down Without legs you'll finally starve Drive, drive, plastic and trash New, new, you'll finally starve You never felt guilt With no information you said I'm not caught up with facts You never felt guilt No legs, no sight No sight, can't buy eyes

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Give up your name Don't look back Cover your walls with clocks Weight pulls the pendulum back You stacked the shelves with all that you know Teeth to teeth. Hand to hand We turn like gears and wind down We're buildings of books that burn to the ground You're getting old That's how it goes We cover our walls with clocks All the weights connect I'll stack the shelves with all that i know Teeth to teeth. Hand to hand We turn like gears and wind down We're buildings of books that burn to the ground Work, work, work. This is how it goes

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Grind. Weather the hours Leave one eye to watch for the light. One to follow With one eye you'll watch for light. So you know The days don't stop. They never did Time won't give time. You won't recover Leave one eye to watch for the light. One to follow With one eye you'll watch for light. And you'll know

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

Glass house glows Walk up the hill. Weapons rise You work so hard, so civilized Work so hard No in. Feel the wind in your bed The light shines through No out. A gun at your head The light shines through The glass house glows Walk up the hill. Weapons rise You worked so hard, so civilized Worked so hard

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

After years of fear this is finally the day When the hand hits the ground and it folds like clay Get on the floor, you can feel it Cover your head, but you'll still hear it Fall off the bricks, you never bolted it down like they said Your money's still good here, you can burn it for heat Put your best clothes down in the dirt for a place to sleep Now luxury has new meaning You buried your head, you only needed comfort and class But 5 gallons won't last very long, like they said And we fold like clay With our homes beneath our knees, we pray But we fold like dried up clay

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Blood, bone, and skin Wood rots to pulp Just another page Just another lost Gold, gold, paper and steel This is all we have Gold, silver and tin This is all we have All built the same Walls turn to dust Just another case Just another lost Gold, gold, paper and steel This is all we have Gold, silver and tin This is all we have

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Lie down for a minute Still can't go home Punch out at a quarter to ten, but they need you back by one Cut lines on the headrest Get the hookers in the booth Money's good for anyone who's paying That's the business Roll tape. I've seen enough Roll tape. The dues don't pay

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025