A Century in the Curse of Time

Fire boiling water Pressure in a vessel Steam paves its way, the machine Once it shakes It proceeds like a tambourine Pressurized, this pile Explodes once in a while Lift what a thousands can't shift The times are out of joint In new ages we drift We re armed, we re headfirst Burst into flames By fire rearranged Gasping tons of metal Moaning while they move Steam paves its way, the machine Once it shakes It proceeds like a tambourine Pressurized, this pile Explodes once in a while Lift what a thousands can't shift The times are out of joint In new ages we drift We re armed, we re headfirst Scientific thirst We re armed, we re head first Burst into flames By fire rearranged Machinery competes against man A dirge for those who can

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

Man! O man take care! What does the deep midnight declare? I was asleep From a deep dream I woke and swear! Like a religion that had failed A blinded mission we once hailed It only makes us stronger The times That we all hoped would last Like a bird flew by, so fast We've been told A love once new has now grown old The final reward of the dead To die no more, is what he said And complemented: god is dead! The only christian died on (the) cross But ancient wisdom: that which does Not kill us makes us stronger! That we all hoped would last Like a bird flew by, so fast We've been told A love once new has now grown old

Hopeless this morning Receiving no sun in these days I can t remember the last time Above those sea's waves That a monster exists Said french scientist In warning to all the world! With a courageously Dauntless harpoonist And his butler Who backed up as third They travelled the seas To get hold of the beast When one night Their fat was deserved An impact ship's crunch Somethings wrong Just a hunch? On the back on the beast They got hurled This will take another breath My friend (but) This won't last forever This will take another try This will take another grace My friend (but) This won't last forever This will take some time Hopeless this morning Receiving no sun in these days I can t remember the last time Above those sea's waves Inside a metal construct Steam -engine driven sub Built by the hand of man A captain, his crew In a vessel full of dew Below the surface of water They swam Lived their lives Far apart civilized "a la carte" Desire for revenge was their plan Too much grief about the past There s a will to last To abolish all they can 20 thousand leagues, 20 thousand leagues, 20 thousand leagues Under the sea This will take another breath My friend (but) This won't last forever This will take another try This will take another breath My friend (but) This won't last forever This will take some time

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

Early morning Cold, golden day That night was thrilling As I'm on my way My eyes are burning Where's she from? And without fail, the Best is yet to come

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

We re lifeless it's so real Seems so fake but we can feel Lifeless it's so real When the coffins Were unearthed from soil And all grief, and all woe Has no place left to boil That's when the land was overrun By plants and factory scenes And all the crafts got dry cleaned A shadow once nobody owned Now industrialists wear The serfage's crown While the gear wheels won't hold Not a second a day And sunlight just can't find a way We re lifeless it's so real Seems so fake but we can feel Lifeless it's so real All the farmhands Turned to work machines Maximizing revenues On a scale so obscene Flocks of humans its insane Like the moth and the flame Our new society's war game In god they trust But all others pay cash Kids of seven years Contribute to success Competition brings out The best in profit And the worst in people That's not what we consider equal We re lifeless it's so real Seems so fake but we can feel Lifeless it's so real

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

I can’t live without this feeling. Touch my skin and touch the sky, whenever I’m fine with dreaming, I’ll be on my way up high! Life belongs to the living, and he who lives must be prepared for changes. Even death may die with strange aeons. No one tests the depth of a river with both feet. No one can stand this heat, when darkest world reached dawn. I can’t live without this feeling. Touch my skin and touch the sky, whenever I’m fine with dreaming, I’ll be on my way up high! It is easy to be brave when far away from danger. For I become shy with strangers, when darkest world reached dawn. What we need can’t be given and we were told we can’t avoid, that everything must be destroyed, when darkest world reached dawn. I can’t live without this feeling. Touch my skin and touch the sky, whenever I’m fine with dreaming, I’ll be on my way up high!

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025

Uncharmed crowned by just 18 Richard Wagner's patron was caring Muse stuck in his heart of hearths Thus he spent some reputation for his arts I know credit belongs to him For new swan stone The rinegold and the ring cycle Technics, humanity Dislike large public Without losing popularity Art, opus, architecture The life, the living The death of the swan king Declined any war in general It was two times He had to compromise Approval to the German Reich His late behaviour Led to be declared insane Deposition and custody While the last walk The king met his mysterious death And Dr gudden4s And in remembrance The cross, the wooden, was set Art, opus, architecture The life, the living The death of the swan king

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 25, 2025

Let me spare the rod And spoil the child Sear me, so help me god I forced a smile Who doesn't know slovenly peter The dreadful story of matches Consumed is all (so) sweet and fair The total child (both) flesh and hair Flesh and hair Consumed is all so sweet and fair Flesh and hair! How could we let the parent know? And mintz and mountz sit sighing With breaking hearths and crying While round that ash pile glowing In brooks their tears keep flowing Flesh and hair Consumed is all so sweet and fair Flesh and hair! But ah, the flame it caught her clothes Her apron, too and higher rose Her hand is burnt, her hair's afire Consumed is the child entire Flesh and hair Consumed is all so sweet and fair Flesh and hair!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

This world tonight is turning Like an every night, tonight This world tonight is turning Like an every night, tonight This world tonight is turning Like an every night, tonight This world tonight is turning Like an every night, tonight Oh for the sake of progress In our prime. We built machines A century in curse of time Oh for the sake of progress In our prime. We built factories A century in curse of time Oh for the sake of progress In our prime. Built capital A century in curse of time Just stop this fake of progress Ease the strain! The proletariat is In the curse of time!

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025