Monument of Depression

A world stripped of its colour devoid of love and hate.<br/> There's no one left to stand before St Peter's pearly gates.<br/> To see the chaos man has wrought,<br/> Brings havoc to his brain.<br/> The few that's left on judgement day,<br/> Have been acquitted as insane!<br/> <br/> A silent world of shapeless things, of torn and twisted form.<br/> Man sits amid the wreckage waiting vainly for the dawn.<br/> The glory of man has come and gone,<br/> A broken shattered dream.<br/> The only sound to rent the air,<br/> Is a stifled choking scream!<br/> <br/> Blindness follows darkness man awaits impending doom.<br/> His mind lies dead, to arise no more, no awakening from the gloom.<br/> Lost amid the twilight world<br/> Of never ending night<br/> He needs no more his senses,<br/> Least of all he needs his sight!<br/> <br/> The chariots of fire rode roughshod through the world.<br/> Men of vision stood ridiculed, seen but never heard!<br/> Cries of disillusionment,<br/> Drowned by mans desire.<br/> The need for mass destruction,<br/> Fuelled the raging fire!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

The Fifteenth Moon is failing down<br/> Having broken a Seal of Isolation<br/> Opening the Gate for Magic<br/> The Winds brings Magical Choirs<br/> <br/> October’s Night<br/> October’s Magic<br/> <br/> Penetrating into each part of the body<br/> Sating its energy<br/> Copulating with Night<br/> <br/> October’s Night<br/> October’s Magic<br/> Old sounds from black material<br/> Not so pure but clear<br/> Still keep the message<br/> <br/> Mystic Winds<br/> Mystic Choirs<br/> <br/> So necessary<br/> To copulate by ritual ecstasy<br/> With penetrating force of Magic Choirs<br/> <br/> Mystic Winds<br/> Mystic Choirs

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Depression is mind<br/> I’m dreaming about the lost feelings<br/> And I feed an empty soul<br/> Undressed you<br/> <br/> I drink the wine<br/> I dress the black<br/> I drink the wine<br/> I dress the black<br/> <br/> Blaspheming flaming moon<br/> Blaspheming flaming moon<br/> <br/> Depression is mind<br/> I’m dreaming about the lost feelings<br/> And I feed an empty soul<br/> Undressed you<br/> <br/> I drink the wine<br/> I dress the black<br/> I drink the wine<br/> I dress the black<br/> <br/> And I’m looking to your eyes<br/> Blaspheming flaming moon<br/> Pressure inside<br/> <br/> I drink the wine<br/> I dress the black<br/> I drink the wine<br/> I dress the black<br/> <br/> Blaspheming flaming moon<br/> Blaspheming flaming moon

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

To kill…To kill yourself<br/> To kill feelings, innermost desires and needs…<br/> <br/> To rise above…<br/> To rise above everything to touch and reach <br/> The highest point at the end of the vagueness or infinity<br/> <br/> Later looking back after all <br/> You’ll see the worthless essence<br/> That is meanness of filthy empty world<br/> <br/> Going away from the hopeless world<br/> Of the sheep-beings you become purer<br/> <br/> They aren’t able to understand and appreciate <br/> The genuine feelings, the genuine nobility<br/> They don’t even need it<br/> <br/> How lonely I am among flashing color creatures<br/> Things are dancing before the eyes <br/> Because of this garbage-mass fuss<br/> Pain is absolute<br/> Everyone is weak in face of it<br/> <br/> To kill yourself<br/> It means to rise above everything<br/> What can be more perfect than pain?<br/> …Only Death. Diabolicon

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

I want to fly away<br/> From here forever<br/> I want to fly away<br/> To the world where<br/> I'll be able to fly freely<br/> Where there is nobody here<br/> And only I am<br/> There I am in the dark sky<br/> I am flying on the Blackwings<br/> The cold air is there<br/> But it isn't frighten me<br/> I'm flying in the absolutely<br/> Black sky completely free<br/> There I'm in the dark sky<br/> I am flying on the Blackwings<br/> There is darkness everywhere<br/> There is nobody here<br/> Only a black wind carries me<br/> Away farther and farther to this damp fog

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

The bizarre arts<br/> Sexual addiction<br/> So addict to the fucking cunt<br/> So pleasant, devilish attractive<br/> <br/> Bizarre rituals<br/> Bizarre arts<br/> Bizarre rituals<br/> Bizarre arts<br/> <br/> Through the prism of misanthropy<br/> Look for the violence crushing for the cunt<br/> Mighty energy for the orgasm<br/> To physiological emaciation<br/> Through the human dependence<br/> From the fucking female beginning<br/> For the further progress <br/> Into the Darkness <br/> <br/> Bizarre rituals<br/> Bizarre arts<br/> Bizarre rituals<br/> Bizarre arts<br/> <br/> Female is a tool for this way<br/> Sex is a violence<br/> To crush the fucking twat<br/> To drink strong water out of hole<br/> To engulf by the fucking cunt<br/> Attractive if you are dirty or wet<br/> <br/> Need leather to cover you<br/> Need rubber to close you<br/> Need metal to pierce you<br/> Need sperm to fill you<br/> Need leather to cover you<br/> Need rubber to close you<br/> Need metal to pierce you<br/> Need sperm to fill you

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

One Thousand Nights in the solitude<br/> Moon shines on the Horn<br/> The Ground is on the Bones<br/> The Cold pierces My Skin<br/> <br/> It’s December<br/> It’s December entering in the Northern Room<br/> <br/> One Thousand Nights are around<br/> With Shines and Shadows<br/> The Ninth light is from<br/> The Clouds<br/> <br/> It’s December<br/> It’s December entering in the Northern Room

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026

Through the years<br/> I built the monument of Depression<br/> The Monument of Isolation<br/> Don’t touch<br/> My free flying to Darkness by your mud<br/> The Hammered monument of Depression<br/> Isolation is for the builder<br/> Isolation of an artist<br/> Hammered through years

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026