The Death of Death

Noise is the wave Modulating the structure gently Taming the fragile for some time Until it gets them strong once more Surrounded by breezr That slithers along its tail Noise dictates their dancing pace Surrounded by fury, rage and fire A grain is split by construction Dancing drunk amongst some few Pushed around till it forgets (Pushed around) (Pushed around) (Pushed around) (Pushed around) Pushed around till it detests Noise becomes much louder Slamming the color upon one's thoughts Eating the drive that takеs them further Pushed around till it dеtests Ready to change the current mesh One defies the other To gather and dissolve One becomes the other To gather and resolve

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 27, 2026