The Smell of Rain

We are floating - Above the mountains. Watching all the tiny people. How they waste themselves away. Obey themselves away. How willingly - They lay their love. How willingly - They sacrifice themselves, To the locust master - to the one that drowned the world. They love their Parasite God - Yet they crucify me. How willingly - They lay their love. How willingly - They sacrifice themselves, To the bringer of hunger - To the one that drowned the world. They love their Parasite God - Yet they crucify me. I want to be your Parasite God. So I can show you who you really are. I want to be your Parasite God. So I can show you who you really are. They love their Parasite God - Yet they crucify me.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

I want you to descend. I want you to fall down. I want to be the end - Of everything you've ever done. The cities that I built, The forests that I grew, Got stained by your filth, And now they smell like you. You Stink! Just! Like! The pigs you are. How long? How long? How far are you willing to go? How much? How dry? I have seen the devil's eye - And it is you. The world shut me out. I see your faces in the sand. But if I reach out, You're gonna break my hand. I want you to be here, I want you to descend to, This pathetic mind-made sphere, The perpetual end. I want to be the end - Of everything you've ever done.

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Mental Maelstrom beckons me, To fall into the core. The Centre of the universe, Mocks me forevermore. Who awoke the engine when i could not find its key? Who landed me upon this place, This island in the sea? (There's) four or five thousand clouds, All inside my head. I'm looking for the mind i had, How long has it been dead? Eighteen thousand Million years, with Aeons in between. Cannot save me from my fears, Of things i might have seen. What did you see? Who did you see? Don't want to go back to that place. Don't want to go back to my soul. My spirit in a vacuum. Spirit in a vacuum. My spirit in a vacuum. Mental Maelstrom, that is you. You've killed my inner sun. The sacrifices that i made, I want them all undone. You put the engine back to sleep, When I thougth I'd found the key. Now that I am stranded here, You return to Misery. How can I kill the alien mind, That tries to be me' I've seen the vacuums eye, And now i see the thing that I be. Don't want to go back to that place. Don't want to go back to my soul. Spirit in a vacuum. My spirit in a vacuum.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Go away from me. I just want to flee. The god i used to be. Fill me no more with glee. Where am I now? Upon whom to bestow, The Secrets locked inside. The universe I hide. The Monolith is I. It was always me. This world has always been, The place I really lived in. Here i stand, alone. My soul has turned to stone. Half my kingdom to, Him that helps me through.

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Dancing round the burning fire. Calling out the names of the dead. Chanting all your dark desires. As you stick your pins in my head. Painted faces all around me. Speak of things I don't understand. Somebody's blood is on the ground. My time is here, it is at hand. Chorus: Why do you use the old juju? Why do you rattle all them bones? I'm telling you I'm not the one for you. But still you throw the stones. You put a hex on me. In the middle of a circle. Sits the one to fear. Maker of all miracles, The one I won't go near. It's the doctor that is blind, But still he'll cast the spell. Don't ever look into this evil mind, Unless you want to see his hell. Wicked laughter fills the air. Everyone is laughing at me. Can't escape this trancelike stare, He wants me to be blind like he. Needles, nails and broken glass. Incantations from the past. I'm just a toy in this unholy mass, Not the first nor will I be the last.

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

I'm going back, thinking about all the changes. I'm going back to all those wasted years. I see the rise and fall of the world I lived in. This time it doesn't seem real at all. But I took the fall and on came all the changes. All I had could not be saved - it was far too late. Everyone leaves. In the end. Everything dies. In the end. It doesn't matter how hard you hold on. I'm going back to the times you went away. I thought you thought that I was the monster. I see the rise and fall of the world that I made. I always wanted to take you with me. And then I saw some people for the people that I thought they were. In your painful absence. Everyone leaves. In the end. Everything dies. In the end. It doesn't matter how hard you hold on. How hard can you? Do you want to hold on? How hard can you? They all leave in the end. How hard can you? We all die in the end.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

I have been here for too long. In this lonesome twisted land. Marshland... It is deep and sickening. I have to find my way back home. Marshland... The only way to find myself. Is to descend deeper still. Marshland... I'm stuck and cold. I'm stuck and cold in marshland. I'm stuck and cold where life is Plentiful but nothing lives. A voice I know speaks to me. Of self-deceit and mockery. I search for life and sights to see. Somewhere beyond this cold Machinery. (So take me out of this insanity). Nothing that I say or do, Matters to the Big machine. Nothing that I think or Feel, matters to the big machine. If I am Dead when tomorrow's gone, The big machine will just move on. The scar you gave me left my soul, Hollow like the love you showed. That empty shell you offered me, Took me further away from the Machine.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

The marsh land that is down and deep, Holds me tight it's clutching me. Like black cold chains forever, Dragging me towards hell's misery. The things that I've seen with Your eyes. The things that You choose not to see. Have scorched me like ten thousand burning years. In a purgatory. Is this Damnation? Is it in my mind or is it something I don't know. Something that I should control, I've got to find, Find the machine. That makes me want to be me. Cannot face another mirror, Cannot face another truth. I've got to find, Find some new eyes, I've got to find a substitute. My omnipresence this is me. My weapon against your dynasty. I've got to stop existing mentally, In places that i do not want to be. I hvae to move away, From thoughts terrible and gray. It will not let me go, is this Damnation? My Omnipresence this is me. My friend, turns into an enemy. Must control, I must control the evil daemon. Antimental!

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

It's been ten long years since I smelled the witch. I don't think she will ever go away. Do you think that's her lurking over there? In that shadow that has been cast by me? Can you smell the witch? The witch is still alive. Can you smell the witch? I see her dead eyes. I wanted you to go away. Can you smell the witch? The witch will never go away. Does she hide in that old corner over there? Are you dead when you are made of straw? Is she still in that old house? The lonely old house. Far away from everyone else. Her smell was stron up there. The first time I saw you. I smelt you more than I could see you. The smell won't go away. Is this how fear smells? Does fear smell like a witch? Come on smell the witch. Can you smell the witch? Sneaking up behind. Can you smell the witch? Can you feel the fear? I want to go far away. Can you smell the witch? The witch will never go away.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025