False Highs, True Lows
This track is instrumental.
Human comedy As a fire without light Hazy embers consuming people Who born live Love mate hurt and kill Until death throes This is what we deserve Ill will frustrations seeing them succumb The more you have the less you are Like shadows in a dead theatre Real did not happen nihilistic pathology Frustrations ill will Of failures seeing them succumb To the part of themselves already rotten Demeaning performances to feed the ruins Of this civilization Real as a feeling black magic illusion And fiction empty the sky of its starts To fill it with romance and theological fantasies
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025
Being born Dawn to age too late To turn back Now city kills stars share The candle whose flame lights the past And you can feel the void chance of life Fragile appearance evidence challenging free Will to carry the burden of hope Embrace the clarity of the sun Unripe watch cape kept years gone Time flies cells die map and Field don’t match Field is not wrong Control obtained loosened grip Field is not wrong Road is not long Having to suffer Lose beloved ones Waves have shaken the hull wheel Grabbed tooth and claw Collisions cloned and constant bruises Chained power of sparing life Suspicious lightness Primitive shadows around Mysteries of the night cape kept Split mast soon old late wise
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
This thirs of life Paid by death Permanent cycles beyond good and evil Talons claws fangs used to draw blood Life feeds on death Primitive intelligence brute force blind Energy Will to power thinking substance Without stretch Without body Without shape Plastic changes driving force of wild thoughts The paths are accurate
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025
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Hand that ones held Is now crumpled and sick Shoulders that felt made of brick Are now weak Calf beliefs mature griefs safety off All alone certitudes that protected from anguish Mother of melancholia on knees you sat Later became feverish The net is gone on the neck You may fall broken bone Secure womb place you called home Is deserted and dull sobs Go unheard Nobody knows you’re hurt You can’t crawl Back shelter dusts the hut has fell Trees that you hid in are now dead Security lack slaves of trite acting As masters remove this blinders To gaze at the dusk and Catch a olimpse of the dawn Beliefs or convinctions Clear evidence We are all alone
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025
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Exultation of split blood As a sign of life Turing slaughter into beauty fantasies Of solemn hugs Wish in vain Miser ending hope at least for decency Blame all arts for fallacy Long battle fought as hero Fell noble fall harsh Landing void will strike Cowardly made of flesh and bones Composed of life organs and feelings Signs of remorses and lies Move life away until Flies kiss the scarf Sacrifice and ecstasy Enjoyment and blasphemy Eroticism and death Your lover is absent You weaken in seconds Silly position War and lies blaming life miser end Sadistic animal asserting satanic presence In the beautiful evil In the good black inside white Feces and grease blood and urine for all prestige No medal for bravery No honor for meat already Blame all arts for fallacy hope At least for decency Sadistic animal asserting satanic presence In the beautiful evil In the good black inside white
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025