The Mirroring Shadow

I lay upon your thought one needeling eye Another I cast into a spring as it was already told But no care i have for the days masquerade For my solitude creation (chorus) With maps to the wilderness In dreamdecipher With charts of the construcion of a planet I dreamdecipher Though I know it is mine your dreamed new day That which you made unforgotten the sights I have witnessed For what heaven alone can forgive ye But most of all i hope that none ever shall For dreams such as those (solo: Plec) Subconcius godliness or devildom a will and a hater was born (repeat part 1) (repeat chorus)

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

I am eating bits of the world Piece by piece I swallow broken glass and grow Who am I, that can carry all this Who am I, that can suffice this (chorus A) I that make Blood turn iron aglow Swirling chaos It may appear I that take All that give birth and life Destroying the universe, atom by atom I make love to the light And leave it with terrible disease Who am I, that can carry all this Who am I, that can suffice this (chorus B) I that make Blood turn iron aglow But discipline Is what to find in Death I that take All that give birth and life There a star went black So watch now close How i make suns burn all red Then turn them all dead Who am I, that architects all this Who am I, that architects all this (repeat chorus A) But discipline Is what to find in Death

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

Shut it in deep below Cause you better beware The dismal horrors of sleep Vigil and ever present In a million minds that cannot feel What is hidden on the other side In meaningless days coiled In fevery nightmares unleashed (chorus) Pulse goes high and they die Endless voids taking over In cold planning stretching out To claim the waking hours And transform the worlds into voids buzzing in the back of thougts Through the maze of the brain Sucking them out of life's blood The days go blank and you are snowblind And their presence can manifest Unwilling hearts turn to slavery To a grim machine befreed of compashion Driving the sanity to the edge Till its all gone and forgotten (repeat part 2) (repeat chorus) No soul, no emotion, but oh so cold Take it in, in the hour of sleep With no remorse and the mutation Is complete (repeat chorus)

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Like a blind man being left behind Hiting every corner to make hurt Left with a knowing of being not all right And books and instruments to make that go away In darkness - no reading can be done In darkness - the scalpele cuts all wrong (chorus) I have been waiting for so long Thorugh a mirroring shadow Never surrender, so they say But if every try makes the next one even faultier Should there not be a point of saying ney Puzzeling with my brain Needles and alchohol to drain Zip-sap-sow - there tomorrows go (repeat chorus) In that cube of black where i was trapped White would circularly saw and make me free When death came to close, there you were Spleandour of shine and grace Transcending one of many a deaths I was becoming all that i wanted But lights still remains a constand in mind Though eyes cannot receive any glow I keep it to myself as an arousal fantasy And bit by bit I start to to make myself a believer (repeat chorus)

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

My victories I know of well but in my eyes they dim fast into nothing A constant of struggles by not knowing a static foundation. Always tomorrow, never today. Always tomorrow, forget I pled for yesterday. Only he that fears dying will pave his way according to his will through life. In no record of time will it read of how the world was won nor lost. Be it what may ahead in time Only a memory lit for a second in eternity's passing. It will not remain to be saved. It will shatter, and gone as it never ever were. Only he that fears dying will pave his way according to his will through life. Only I that hear the children crying will save the day following this crippled life. Such is the path of this solitude It is not for you, not for anyone but one. One of struggles, choices come now One of losses made strong. Such is the path of this solitude It is not for you, not for anyone but one. One of struggles, choices come now One of losses made strong. Only I that hear the children crying will save the day following this crippled life.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

When the storm came, bashing waters against my windows, ripping my calm and making the dark complete I knew not to die in autumn. Herald a spice of cold Reeming through for life Escaping the anguish of days gone bad towards days going worse. Hell - I see it Hell - I know your domains Hell on a crown of thorns. The terror of a statue taking posture in this contaminated building. If I could see it I'd tear my eyes out for how to bear this knowing Of how flesh turning to stone, iron or dust. It happened just now. Hell to be relived in order to make a new god. Hell for only me, so that you might live. Nothing left in the mirror's frame now. Something must have left this room. Thought all the doors are locked and have been sealed firmly since ages. Nothing left in the mirror's frame now. Something must have left this room. Hell - I see it Hell - I know your domains Hell on a crown of thorns. Hell to be relived in order to make a new god. Hell for only me, so that you might live. Hell on a crown of thorns. When the storm came, bashing waters against my windows, ripping my calm and making the dark complete I knew not to die in autumn. Herald a spice of cold Reeming through for life Escaping the anguish of days gone bad towards days going worse.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

To live is to suffer, or so they say A constant of overcoming pains and wounds. In the heart or the temple of soul orbits a sinister sun both in us and above. To burn us away one final day, so we live in open agony or illusion indulged. To live is to suffer, or so they say A constant of overcoming pains and wounds. But refuse to be small, weak or the victim To any cost, live as if there were no one thing bothering. Do it and rejoice in a strange twilight paradise. Twilight paradise. One with hurt, one with joy One that is the only one Survive, and death shall reward as best, shall reward as best... One with hurt, one with joy One that is the only one. Twilight. Survive, to any cost. There in lies the secret of life And all death of the sulphury sun. But refuse to be small, weak or the victim To any cost, live as if there were no one thing bothering. Do it and rejoice in a strange twilight paradise. Twilight paradise. But refuse to be small, weak or the victim To any cost, live as if there were no one thing bothering. Do it and rejoice in a strange twilight paradise. Twilight paradise.

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

In old broken wooden chairs, by windows towards grey void plains Spiders webs now cling round Legs 'neath our sits here. And cracks make these thrones unsteady in that old wooden chair. And that clock on the wall Pending for a call to make Or one to take. One that still remembered, more than he had left to make memory of reading of news now old and very forgotten. Watching dawns over neverending, cold dead land. No! Is it really so? That clock still pendles on. So hear now how? In our minds it rings for noon. It's midday for the memory of those now dead. Life's spring of what is immortal And that shall live with them. Oh, what an epitaph! One that still remembered, more than he had left to make memory of reading of news now old and very forgotten. Watching dawns over neverending, cold dead land. They sadly all were too seldom, yet with an echo of times gone by. Speaking in creaky sounds in this old chair, where once sat breathing men. One that still remembered, more than he had left to make memory of reading of news now old and very forgotten. Watching dawns over neverending, cold dead land.

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

Steps are hard to balance here Gone far, in a maze lost. A smell luring with wickedness Addicting spirit and soul. Lust of joy and disease harden, then break my body down. Gravity killing intellect around a black hole. Closer now, body aching Mind goes blank Slow sacrifice for those unseen. Forbidden words spoken in forests of concrete and steel Magick dusted on eyes through drugs. Invisible gateways open up the ground Tunnels of darkness with no ends. Creatures undefined - shapeshifting. Worms and insects invited to touch, to invocate, to feed me, skin me of old scaled skin. And I, to learn secrets of undying, Find instruments to master life's force. Drug myself with chemicals of youth to go to sleep and wake unweary. Closer now, body aching Mind goes blank Slow sacrifice for those unseen. Invisible gateways open up the ground Tunnels of darkness with no ends. Creatures undefined - shapeshifting. Invisible gateways open up the ground Tunnels of darkness with no ends. Creatures undefined - shapeshifting. Invisible gateways open up the ground Tunnels of darkness with no ends. Creatures undefined - shapeshifting.

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025