The Rain in Endless Fall

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suffocate in water graves as i stare in disbelief, blood drains from open wrists a silent prayer, concentrate on death's sweet kiss for the pain is far too great and the love is far too late to keep breath upon my lips a world of flowers dead, a world of truth unsaid too many days alone the moonlight shines below, a sign to let me know my soul is not my own and dreams of all i wished together died in the depths of your abyss to worry does no good for a death not understood this life should not have been the rain in endless fall, a cry to one and all, is death from suffering a sin? a whisper in my ears takes hold my deepest fear the tomb beckons my name for once the cut is made, a slice of cold steel blade air and ground feel not the same words torment, inscribed in sin, actions are brisk, bring final end water turns red, turns life to dust, dust is nothing, darkness left mourners in black, laugh at the wake, treason of love, death heart now aches solace...alone...forever

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

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walk through nature's dweeling hide from obscure trees listening winter brings gloom, brings remnants of our shadows twilight casts shadows on those who espouse their fate ice pricks necks like knives, leaving shards of cadaverous skin tears spout from my eyes, shunned from mankind's den gathering sunlight, gathering night's frigid air sharpen wood to impate myself, no more will words torment floating downward, sleep eternal born from wombs of cruelty leaves escape to be alone rope suffocates short breaths an angel screams to take me home try to find solace in heavenly stars, under skies above submerge beneath the cold river's tongue my soul died a martyr for pain golden rays of soft yellow light accentuate the harsh, stinging rain snow starts to fall my tears start to freeze nature brings forth her cold winter's breeze my heart has been shunned, i fail to care nary are those whose dreams i do share waking from eternal slumber to find my wrists slit open demons chase me behind the sun dreaming from another's body my life eradicated my nightmares have just begun

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

where can i turn for comfort? where do the cold days end? where has the sunshine gone? where do our two hearts blend? where has love gone and hidden? where must i go to find? the more i shun romance, the more love is defined indulge me pick a dozen black roses lay them at my feet buried in golgotha amongst the dead's elite blink one more time and eden will be gone buried in red hair of fire drunk on eyes azure blue serenade the gothic queen, for her burial is at noon put aside amorous thoughts, ancient chivalry is doomed smile one more time and my angel will be gone screams - 400 years gone by tears - i kiss her where she lies soaking in a bath of blood, inviting is such naked flesh what do temptations convey? flowers grow in disarray the world engulfed in darkness, one glance brings years of gloom i only cry when she smiles, i have cried much too soon my lady doth await me, her eyes reflect the sun her wicked sins provoke me, my love has come undone enthrall me your scowl makes me smile eden's leaves cover me if only for a little while a rose petal for each tear a drop of dew for each year consolation for your death will be an eternity left alone do not perish tonight, do not kill what has not grown

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

wind howls at me, i shun this beast waves crash on shores, i invite this feast as blood seeps through my hollow eyes a poetic night, our souls did die water invades her lungs, what thought doth this compel? darkness, a cherished dream, seizes living cells love can't suffice for death, love can't forbid our tears sharing on pulse won't help for it hastens fears compensate for her endearing breaths far too late save her from the clefts fluctuate to thoughts of following terse debate of hell soon swallowing sickenend by morbid confessions of voices of those who've drowned at sea the sun has been lost, this time it won't be found daughters of pious men, your harvest doth now abound bend to your calloused knees and recite a hearty prayer speaking your structured words, i see your faith's not there heavens expose my pale dead ghost lighting illuminates my bride on the coast thunder whispers madness into my ears hell penetrates the sadness i fear weep for my dying bride escape from the wounds i hide i tumble into darkness, enrapture me no more mercy, just let me sink

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

a notion of divine right one life the pinnacle of all a vision of perfection by way of noble bloodlined birth whispers of self-justification provide constant assurance of authority continuance with burnt offering sacrifice to the altar of bloodlust - culture the essence of innocence flawed by corruption an angel in thine own eyes a devil in thine own right a bloodfed atrocity hailed as the paradigm of civility which is the savage beast? is it instinct? death as a necessity of survival? rather a simple act of domination murderous pride in development as beauty dies tears soak the tainted soil cried to germinate a hope for the growth of compassion violence becoming a slave for the effects of...violence how does it end? does our lofty vision fade into the earth? a fall from grace, for our seeming seraphic stature? or do we rebuild? a new foundation for the future our choice fast approaches acceleration to a possible apocalyptic end with hope of emergence of humanistic inner beauty i prepare for the assured destiny of culture

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

springtime is sorrow, make love last until the heart is dead frost on the cracked glass, bleaching purity ride angel's wings into heaven, naked flesh a sick sight vomit into hair of sweat, feed myself on the lust of humanity devour orgasms of blood singing an ode of selfishness into a sea, putrid recognizance a stench of sex so strong, taste it on my tongue sweet poison caressing taste buds until death decay - corrode from the inside out rot, melt away - the coating of security now and forever, burns numbers in my head cum to my senses, turn back the clock thrice realization of desperation suffer virgin flesh - suffer loneliness together rode the wings of demons right into hell

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

moonlight shines upon the gallows of men stretched by their necks by british crown they suffer so, swinging in the winter air centuries of terror follow centuries of blood the red ride through the countryside bringing forceful rule mothers bury sons and daughters, into irish soil they rot in the realm of summer stars, patriots do march saint patrick sheds a tear for martyrs who will die red eyes gleam, white lips twitch, the devil draws a smile nearby fog dresses corpses at night, and dusk brings safe escape slaves of wind from northern land drive angels from their homes a pilgrimage of stars leads right to hell's own gates followed by demons' shadows, our homeland isn't safe tyranny the bitter friend to those with evil in their souls prisoners will not make amends, for bloodshed is fate as coffins line cobbled streets the bastards still watch o'er no savior comes to aid the saints the funerals still proceed black clouds mark the end of english rule, of english law the queen has shut her eyes to the torment of common man the queen will have a pauper's grave for stealing irish land apparitions rise up from the mist and appear on easter morn from the sea the dead arise and to the castle they storm hail mary full of grace, rebel hearts have won today heaven's doors swing open wide as terrorists enter free

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

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