Psycroptic
EP • 2020
Arising from the serpents curse Born from ash that fell below Forced by nature to wallow in flames I am the the watcher of all As my sphere slowly rots Perched Amongst the ruins Sleeplessly waiting I am the watcher of all Awaiting for my moment to come smouldering of time will tell Can't breathe on a land ablaze cries of the many unheard sleeping giant still watches The Withered earth from the masses Needlessly enslaved populous predictable Injecting venom for centuries Staring at mountains as they stare back The sign to start a new beginning The end of this time is soon raise oceans and rain fire from the sky The unworthy take all for granted As darkness cloaks this earth cries of the many unheard sleeping giant still watches The Withered earth from the masses Needlessly enslaved populous predictable Injecting venom for centuries fallout felt for eternity Fooled by false tales told Winds carry filth and disease final death march begins Land to fall by fire My work has now begun Awaiting for my moment to come smouldering of time will tell Can't breathe on a land ablaze Arising from the serpents curse Born from ash that fell below Forced by nature to wallow in flames I am the the watcher of all As my sphere slowly rots Perched Amongst the ruins Sleeplessly waiting I am the watcher of all
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025
Oppressed by our own hands No pity shall we seek Dark silence takes control We fear the deepest depths of our self Solitude speaks truth to us In isolation see with open eyes Anxiously awaiting judgement For we know not the outcome Insomnia holds us hostage No strength to be found In this dreamlike existence We fear what lay ahead Becoming a ghost of what we once were The shelter in silence The empty shells of men We thought we had traveled so far Solitude speaks truth to us In isolation see with open eyes Anxiously awaiting judgement For we know not the outcome Insomnia holds us hostage No strength to be found In this dreamlike existence We fear what lay ahead Becoming a ghost of what we once were The shelter in silence The empty shells of men We thought we had traveled so far In this dreamlike existence We fear what lay ahead Becoming a ghost of what we once were The shelter in silence The empty shells of men We thought we had traveled so far The towers crumble In this fragile earthly state
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