The Seven States of Mourning

I've been isolated like a contagious patient by those who live never understandin' life and dyin' without tryin'to know death... like if it shouldn't touch'em Only who knows suffering could rise above the weak and the naive so anyone that has known pain will be like a cancerous cell... always prepared to activate... A human expect only to die let the blade penetrates the flesh let the blood warms the skin while everything dissolve times goes deadly you grow up prematurely life become a slow death unnecessary ditress only death could heal i want to lose all my earthly marks and disappear between the clouds buried forever at the edge of the sky

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025

my spirit left from me to the stars I desire to fly in the nocturnal breeze look at everything from above and don't care at all: Only breaking the chains of human monotony i could judge without bein' judged and finally i'll show myself like truly i am I've always hesitate, feared... now it's no more pressure grows stronger it's like runnin'towards an abyss knowin' you don't want to stop I desire to fly in the nocturnal breeze look at everything from above and don't care at all: Like a poison that pierce the skin my soul tries to free from this prison of flesh and blood stars are aligned...the last chain is broken my spirit left me reachin' the stars

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

Gently i bleed wrapped into thorns which i've been always surrounded to gently i agitate myself while they deeply penetrate life is like a hand that lift you up then let you fall down since i took my very first cry i knew i wasn't in the right place (to be) i grew outwardly but in my heart that primordial pain now i close my eyes and i sink myself between the coils of quiescence like a baby that in the cradle cries..from suffering look to my eyes that sleeps eternally who hasn't consciousness now?

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

L' oblio divora sardonico le mie idee lasciando solo urla in questa notte cosi buia... nessuna luce formerà la mia ombra.. vedo il disincanto del mio mondo che si sgretola nessuna vespro per me solo aghi che feriranno il cuore dei miei cari ogni speranza cade il dolore diventerà serenità quando per tutti non saro altro che un ricordo vago potro redimere la mia anima e fuggire là dove il ricordo diventa oblio

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

I whisper you name cursing the moon, in this place where stars dies... like an insane that tells dead ancient memories...i whisper your name cursing the moon Cities decay Man fails Love dies

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Life is a weapon that inevitably strike us i laugh planning the end... who'll stand in defense of the hope? when the abyss'll have swallowed all the light who'll observe the decay when the ruins of the world'll have hidden everything... who could see the future when all the children'll be blind... man is the parasite man is the cancer creator and destroyer flesh hungry emotions greedy until our weak envelope isn't saturated and slowly devour us.. devour myself voce narrante another suicide shakes the world i'd never thought it could be so painful... i read back that letters... at first meaningless now i swear myself... grey shadows drive my journey and i become a shadow rememberin' my last embrace

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

I Morti... non temono l'oscurità... incanalata nelle vene ,ormai vuote come fonte di salvezza... Mi ritrovo in un sogno, dentro ad un altro sogno... intorno a me il buio assoluto Niente respira...nulla si muove. E nuovamente sogno di volare verso il sole... sensazione di vertigine...odore di carne bruciata Le mie ali si sciolgono... E ripiombo nell'antro oscuro della non-vita Avvolto da un'oscurità..materna.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

I en moerk skog med kalde tjern Et sted hvor Herren av verdens ild ikke rekker I det moerkeste i den store av natten - av tid Og de samlet seg og blev doedens hus Barn av tidens krefter Barn av den mektiges soenner Vi staar i en sirkel av svart English Translation: In a dark wood with cold lakes A place where master of the world's Fire doesn't get In the darkest great Night of the time And they gathered And became the house of the dead Sons of time's power Sons of the powerful sons We stand in the black circle

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 16, 2025