Prong
Single • 2014
I’m turning, turning away Cycling from this world I’m turning, changing perspective On towards new forms I’ve been fading, fading away Getting in touch with finality Cascading, falling away Into the dawn Like it turned on me A crisis, a disease Great power, great range So deafening Turning it over is a blessing More power, more gain More mastery The point of turning’s necessary Been burning, burning away Torchlight from this world Unlearning change of intention No connection to old laws I’ve been hating, wasting away Losing touch with infinity Unblaming, staying away I need to be reborn Like it turned on me A crisis, a disease Like it turned on me A virus of unease Great power, great range So deafening Turning it over is a blessing More power, more gain More mastery The point of turning’s necessary Turning Turning Turn it over Turn it over Turn it over Turn it over Turn it over Great power, great range More mastery More power, more gain There’s more for me Great power, great range So deafening Turning it over is a blessing More power, more gain More mastery The point of turning’s necessary Go! Turn it over Turn it over Turn it over Turning it over
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Feb 06, 2026
Looking out of windows, looking under cars Like to keep you thinking, staying on guard Nothing ever happens, you wonder why The constant paranoia is of someone's design Doorbell is ringing, no one's outside I like my revenge... best served cold For a lack of respect and a lack of a soul Best served cold Suddenly a shadow under your door A click of a magazine, your door's not secured Find an old photograph, was that ever there? Are those really footsteps walking up your stairs? I like my revenge... best served cold For a lack of respect and a lack of a soul I like my revenge... best served cold With total contempt of an arctic storm Best served cold I like my revenge... best served cold Me and you There's a history unattended to It's a story with no ending to With a mystery of who's after you Me and you You wonder why it never happens to you With no one really getting back to you This history of me and you I like my revenge... best served cold For a lack of respect and a lack of a soul I like my revenge... best served cold With total contempt of an arctic storm I like my revenge... best served cold I like my revenge... best served cold I like my revenge... best served cold
Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 09, 2025
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