The Antidote

The fury of waters Revolving still, Your voices are silences When they speak through me. To the crossroads We are turning our backs And in each of you wounds I will plant a seed of belief In and above Men The End which is ours Unclear still, The thirst growing stronger And you still won't believe: Someday we'll come out of our dreams, And through the eyes you now close The immense light of the Deep In and above Men The fury of Human Revolting still. Will we be together? Finally. In the crossroad You gave me your back And through each of your wounds You'll bleed the light over me Bleeding the skies all over me

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

Diurnal shall be your redemption. The last of spirits now leaves your body. We all act as if You are not there. Seeing is not believing Possessional, your communication. What gets inside us the moment we are born? What was that descending? From lowering skies I am no One The centre of Universe What got inside you? The moment you were born. Could you see Him descending, Descending Supreme From lowering skies.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

From the soul to its waste, The Common hates his evil twin. Everything invaded In its simplicity How did you get inside me? Still all fascinated, Invaded by everything. In the first morning light The touch of death covering skies, Everything invaded (and) All the fears inspired How did you get inside me? Still all celebrated Invaded by everything Everything so full In the lives I have taken with Me. All our moments wasted All is getting in. Still all violated Divided by everything And all the grace disturbed. All existence false. All your dead generations! I am a son of yours and I am coming back. Everything invaded In its finality. Tell me will it hurt When you get outside of me? Everything is breaking. Why have we ever stopped here? Everything invaded I am a son of yours And I am giving up. Everything invaded Invaded by everything

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025

The silver bullet - so earthly fast. Forever Rope - so hard to find. The silver bullet - so earthly thrashed. Forever Rope - symbol of Trust. The mandrake's root, your restless lover. The Morning blade, first to awake. The morning shame that you can't take. The Mandrake's root. In venenum veritas... The silver bullet. The Southern Deathstyle. Forever Rope - forever tied. The mandrake's pill - your magic route to nowhere. The morning breaks - it's lunar still... The Elements all moulded together. A family whose name is Death. The Elements in circlefear. Bullet, Root, Blade and Rope All hold so dear!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

Here is to Fear For keeping us alert. And here is to Sleep For making understand. - here's to the crowning roots (placing us nowhere). - here's to the laughable wings (taking us nowhere). Here's to the Eve Of the Day which will never come. And here's to Retreat To ease the pain. Here's to Resistance (laughing at ourselves) Here's to Defeat - how dare you come so late? The cup is empty Shall be filled no more And all the thirsty Can now approach... The antidote.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

Snowbird, ablaze and hurt. Brighter, fearless, just like a runaway. Princess never-a-smile. Oh, child! What makes you try? Crying and sobbing You greet the other day She who never touches ground. Spreading an eclipse. Where never the sun shines, At her feet. Frostbite, Astray, Will, Faith. Haunting, hunting ,she rules the game. Twin soul you are always a strange. Nothing ever makes you afraid? Promising, threatening. She looks the other way She who never touches ground. Spreading an eclipse. Where never the sun shines At her feet. Starlike, but never to be counted. Look at your hands, child! Destinies grow back to them. Daughter sun With nothing to say. Never a fullmoon Just the sickening ray. Prudent. In tears hiding, No water shed. The sign of the Cross Will take you to bed. In Capricorn. Spreading an eclipse May never the sun shine At her feet Spreading an eclipse. Where never the sun shines At her feet. Starlike,you are never to be counted. Look at your hands, child! Destinies grow back to them. Daughter sun With nothing to say. Never a fullmoon Just the sickening ray. Prudent. In tears hiding, No water shed. The sign of the Cross Will take you to bed. In Capricorn. Spreading an eclipse May never the sun shine At her feet “tread lightly, she is near. under the snow, speak gently,(for) she can hear” (Oscar Wilde-Requiescat) your fears grow

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025

The Principles firmly confused. Shake them awake. The circles vicious. All full of wishes. The vapours which invite us in. In hope we bring the final piece. Afraid of what it means. The icy patterns ascending dead. As I decide to stay. And cover with shadows my comeback way. I look outside and it's lunar still.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

Now you dream inside Her sleep of death. You get to keep your soul Until she claims it back. A darkness without end. Morning was drained. Here comes the rain. And on the other side, All is dark again. And the dark walls At your side again. And you walk The darkside again. You are the dream inside Her sleep of death. And as I move through her soul I'll find you hiding in there: The darkness with no end. With a light of herself. No one can forget. And on the other side All is dark again And the dark walls At your side again. And you walk The darkside again. May you walk the darkside again. And you walk The darkside again.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

The seed of Men, From trees now freezing. All silevered leaves With messages written The Imitators In sequences bright. All perpetrators In chains of gold. From the Wait we got our hearts so wet. The Legend rains our drops of sweat. Sweet all the Season. The crop is Death. Reaped on the Rush. You hate yourself. The best of Men, Through racks now stumbling. Learning the blind walk. All apprentices. The fiercest Men, In sheep's clothing, Have born exhausted To everything. And yes we all believe in Madness. We are being born at the sound of Ends. And yes we all believe in cruelty We breed it out so easily. It used to be the pride of Men, Now a flame put out by the cold in his hand. And yes we all have signed the pacts. We knew so well nothing was left. And yes we still believe in Beauty As we eternally sleep on it. The last of Men All hide in here Domesticated by everything What's left of the Man I had within, Now gone forever The Beast sets in. And yes we all believe in Fury. When nothing else is supposed to be. Consumed are now all the rewards, As we eternally...

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 24, 2025