Dead Memory

Melancholy of a forgotten past Like an old dusty book closed Whose pages are torn Like my arms mutilated by blade Rotting on a shelf With the musty smell Whose words are senseless Meaningless Turn the pages and cut your fingers Share the suffering of the author...me The empty room is echoing some steps A silent march of lost sould...me Between isolated walls, trapped With the desire of runaway To flee in imagination Towards a world where I reign Solitary on my throne Without anybody around Black crows obscuring the light I need this power to break my pain My land is forbidden for living A world where you're not into I'm dead inside Broken... Alone

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Burn each objects you'll find into your room They are the remains of my memory Take them, break them with all your fury They will stay the suffering memories, my presents With the lights off in a tormented piece in ruins Destroy everything around you, destroy me The emptiness of a cold desert night for embrace Ghosts of the past and moments lived everywhere I'm hurting you and enjoy your despair You're laying empty back to the walls The heat of your tears streaming along your face Remember the poison blades, my acts and words My ring is rotting your finger by the black seed I put in you Face yourself into the broken mirror I gave you You're a reflection of a dying pleasure I'm a dead memory tormenting you A forgotten yesterday who offered a bitter hopeless tomorrow

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

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This track is instrumental.

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As I look towards the endless horizon beneath the dying stars And the cold creep along my skins like a snake Solitude, melancholy, nostalgia Far away from the shores I see the clouds fading away I wish to be like them, dying quickly without any feelings Sundown, drowning into the deep ocean I'm still there awaiting for a sign The graveyard living inside my mind is haunted by memories Some broken tombs are opened empty of bodies Few words are whispered and brought by the mind My gaze is lost into this neverending point in front of me Emptiness, longing for death Each scar I bear is a mark of my weakness I let my inner suffering hide themselves As I put the bullet and the relaxation on the cold steel in my hand I close my eyes... Fuck you all Suffering, adrenaline, the sound of detonation

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025