Contingent

You’ve been under lock and key in shady and suspicious company. Reduced to numbers! Since the day they turned our lives into a comprehensive list of whys. Desperately I live to clear your name, and I fear our world will never be the same. In the land of information we’re searching high and low to find the key. The hidden evidence, our only remedy. The land of information will wipe out all of your grand mistakes, and bring back the man that once was spotless, that’s all that it takes. That’s all that it takes! Somewhere in the secret vaults lies a note predicting these assaults. Planned in details! To frame an innocent and shun publicity from what’s been going on. There’s a chance if I could break the code to this encrypted and mendacious mother lode. In the land of information we’re searching high and low to find the key. The hidden evidence, our only remedy. The land of information will wipe out all of your grand mistakes, and bring back the man that once was spotless, that’s all that it takes. And the search goes on and on, I won’t rest until we’ve won. Until we’ve won... In the land of information we’re searching high and low to find the key. The hidden evidence, our only remedy. The land of information will wipe out all of your grand mistakes, and bring back the man that once was spotless, that’s all that it takes. And the search goes on and on, I won’t rest until we’ve won.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Isolation is a test of the human mind. Desperation when there’s none such for us to find. When you’re caught up in desire and you feel dependent, you’re so afraid to lose it all again. Guess it won’t end, money buys it all. Aren’t you content? Craving is your call! You’re so hellbent but one day you’ll fall, on having a ball with the stars. Paranoia smolders, crime and falseness will seek you out. Wealth is weight on your shoulders. Money talks, that’s what life is all about. There’s nothing more to want and your dreams have vanished. Life has been good to you, enough is enough. Guess it won’t end, money buys it all. Aren’t you content? Craving is your call! You’re so hellbent but one day you’ll fall, on having a ball with the stars. You’re living in confinement from the world around you. Give up the gold, let go and you’ll be free. Guess it won’t end, money buys it all. Aren’t you content? Craving is your call! You’re so hellbent but one day you’ll fall, on having a ball with the stars.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

In the light of what’s become daily incidents to some, we’ve decided time is nigh for action. Once the earth has lost its grip, we had to opt for full blown leadership. Prepare for takeoff! Into the unknown we’re on our own. Headed for outer space, saving the human race from dying, at least we keep trying until we’re gone. And as we leave our galaxy we will search for certainty. Other worlds resembling ours, illuminating journey through the stars. Head on, star men! Survival we seek, our greatest plan. Aiming at outer space, saving the human race from dying. At least we keep trying to become citizens of the stars. Earth will be but memoirs we treasure, if we get there in time. No time to waste! Resources are few for our big debut. Aiming at outer space, saving the human race from dying. At least we keep trying to become citizens of the stars. Earth will be but memoirs we treasure, if we get there in time. And the search went on and on, we feared we’d never see the sun. Faced with few alternatives, we turned around like resigned fugitives. But then a flash, a big bang, the divine, disintegrated both space and time.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Once we thought we lived as one, as content as anyone. The world was right here at our doorsteps. But overnight the line was drawn, a wall disfigured the break of dawn. Divided into two unequal portions! Land of glory and construction versus curfew and corruption. Life would never be the same again! Forced from freedom to restrictions, refugees on deadly missions. Life would never be the same again! There's a longing to get out, but it's forbidden to say it out loud. Someone's watching every move we make! It's hard to rise and make a stand with fiery armies in command. But rest assured we're still alive and dreaming. Land of glory and construction versus curfew and corruption. Life would never be the same again! Forced from freedom to restrictions, refugees on deadly missions. Life would never be the same again! They will never control our thoughts and our dreams. One day soon we will take back what they stole. Land of glory and construction versus curfew and corruption. Life would never be the same again! Forced from freedom to restrictions, refugees on deadly missions. Life would never be the same again!

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

Wasting my days and I’m wasting my nights, wasting seems all I can do. Come on inside, step into my world, a wasteland of thoughts about you. Life is so strange and uncertain, quite devoid of common sense, always ready to challenge me! If I could stop the rain from falling down and keep the clocks from turning round, my Aphrodite. I would dive into your precious heart, push it for a brand new start, I would be the almighty. I swear on my name that she once was mine, the strength upon which I’m building. A mythical place to fuel the dream, my whole life is contingent on hunting. The impossible scenery, we can live and breathe as one regardless of Nemesis. If I could stop the rain from falling down and keep the clocks from turning round, my Aphrodite. I would dive into your precious heart, push it for a brand new start, I would be the almighty. But in the dead of night she comes like a wind and her wrath just might burn my skin. As I recall her name, the daughter of Oceanus, her retribution begins but I’m still longing. If I could stop the rain from falling down and keep the clocks from turning round, my Aphrodite. I would dive into your precious heart, push it for a brand new start, I would be the almighty.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

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Is this song not instrumental?

My eyes swept across the hall, a whole nation up against the wall. This evolution hasn't changed a bit, the straightjackets still a perfect fit. Used in numbers to maintain the peace, cruelty is taken in with ease. When disagreeing voices start to cry, they rot in sonic silence right until they die. Words unspoken of living in the rough. Still we're here! The 20 second century, a medieval tyranny, is watching and dictating all we survey. There is an army standing guard, to take our hopes and dreams apart. The key to survival is stand and obey! Art and literature controlled by fire, originators shot by guns for hire. The thinking people is a deadly threat to a cold regime so obsoletely led. One day you'll decline, and we'll be first in line to turn off this madness. But Still we're here! The 20 second century, a medieval tyranny, is watching and dictating all we survey. There is an army standing guard, to take our hopes and dreams apart. The key to survival is stand and obey! Stand and obey! Still we're here! The 20 second century, a medieval tyranny, is watching and dictating all we survey. There is an army standing guard, to take our hopes and dreams apart. The key to survival is stand and obey!

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

In a not so distant future I will reap the fruits of my excess. I always was extremely good at taking, leaving nothing to redress. I want to have it all, I won’t cease until I fall. Obsession, the race for growth has just begun. Depletion, there will be nothing left to gaze upon. Up for grabs a well-provided altar, a perverted mix of life and death. Feast your eyes on western exploitation, drenched until that final breath. Time marching on, it’s much too late to save. Someday all gone, no reason to behave. Obsession, the race for growth has just begun. Depletion, there will be nothing left to gaze upon. In a thousand years from now the remains are discovered somehow, a fatal memory. Exhaustion, a classic case of rise and fall. Attention! The race for growth will end it all. Obsession, the race for growth has just begun. Depletion, there will be nothing left to gaze upon.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

When the tyrant lost his head and no more tears were shed, you dreamed about a world of splendor. A lasting guarantee: A plain democracy to cast aside the old agenda. There’s a need for great impact in the wake of such an act, approaching you in search of contact. Heir apparent coming through, ticker tape parade debut. The madness is over! Heir apparent’s here to speak redemption to the poor and weak. A rush of vigor! When power changes hands the list of new demands overshadows best intentions. Chaos takes its toll when the people want control, just another foul convention. But tonight it’s getting done, free thought for everyone. Look out for the new horizon! Heir apparent coming through, ticker tape parade debut. The madness is over! Heir apparent’s here to speak redemption to the poor and weak. A rush of vigor! When you sacrifice yourself for what you believe in, there’s a chance you might succeed. No! Heir apparent coming through, ticker tape parade debut. The madness is over! Heir apparent’s here to speak redemption to the poor and weak. A rush of vigor!

Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 10, 2025

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Is this song not instrumental?

My world was turned inside out when the truth dawned upon me. How could I have been so blind, there were plenty of signs to see. Hey, what's my name? Am I an illusion? Held against my will, raised to fight and kill. Under restraint! You brought me to my knees, begging for the keys to unlock the chains. Manipulation of man is as ancient as thoughts and needs. But when did myself disband and allow these horrendous deeds? No, I'm not a machine! Flesh grew a conscience! Held against my will, raised to fight and kill. Under restraint! You brought me to my knees, begging for the keys to unlock the chains. Your affair is sick and surreal, it simply calls for treason. I was a fool for your ideals beyond all reason. I'm here to take command, now I understand who I've become. Battles that I've fought, all that I've been taught will show until you're gone. Held against my will, raised to fight and kill. Under restraint! You brought me to my knees, begging for the keys to unlock the chains.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

This heart lies awake, memories replaying that I cannot change. Time won't stand still! Bleeding alone, will you save me from fear? Time, they say, is slipping away. But we can't fight the tides that won't change. Miles apart! This darkness covers up my heart. It takes me down! My drowning soul needs to be found. My hands they reach to you. Shattered by darkness, a war so untrue. Time can heal this pain. Believe that we'll find our way back once again. Time, they say, is slipping away. But we can't fight the tides that won't change. Miles apart! This darkness covers up my heart. It takes me down! My drowning soul needs to be found.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Empty hours, only ashes left from the fire that used to burn within. Days are numbered where I even feel alive, and free from the sin. So tell me where you are, can you help me figure out this mess? Disillusioned by the fact I may never get that far. I find a face before I play the inner struggles of the day. So no one sees and no one hears the yearning symphony of tears. My acting is but cold pretense to keep me in the dark, I’m simply falling apart. I move in circles, life is on repeat and distractions keep me occupied. But always lurking, the voice of death seducing me and I can’t defy. So tell me where you are, can you help me figure out myself? Disillusioned by the fact I may never get that far. I find a face before I play the inner struggles of the day. So no one sees and no one hears the yearning symphony of tears. It's just a matter of defence to keep me in the dark, I’m simply falling apart. Falling apart! Your disappearance crushed my future and my heart. I find a face before I play the inner struggles of the day. So no one sees and no one hears the yearning symphony of tears. My acting is but cold pretense to keep me in the dark, I’m simply falling apart. I find a face before I play the inner struggles of the day. So no one sees and no one hears the yearning symphony of tears. It's just a matter of defence to keep me in the dark, I’m simply falling apart.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025