Spellbound

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Birds can become ruthless killers. A seagull can snatch the eyes from a man’s head Eyeball is devoured, only deep black holes remain Cannot see the hens eating the heart of an elderly farmer. They drink blood. Birds are ruthless killers. Birds sow terror. Today the world is theirs. Birds sow terror. Today the sky is death. Birds have become starving. They are motionless, observing around Thousands of wings cross the clouds A dead seagull on the doorstep Revenge is served. They drink blood. Powerful claws. Birds sow terror. Today the world is theirs. Birds sow terror. Today the sky is red.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Psychiatry, science of hope Analysis, history of perverse and sick life A tired brain can trick you, If wide awake can smash the core. Amnesia, erasing moments from my head I am the killer who forget your death A strange phobia torments my days Psychoanalysis, the only hope Master, I need your help Show me how to change this ending Outside true identity, I’m not guilty anymore I am the killer who forget your death An erratic phobia torments my days The pulling trigger from the gun of those who feels ashamed

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

How many things can be seen through the glass Of an old wooden window This wheelchair outlooks the life of others. Observing them as they live have made my days. Shreds of meat, meal for worms I know you, and what you’ve done! Even at night you can see many things The old window, my friend Silence, the city is asleep, lights off A scream that breaks the darkness Suffering, pain. Observing them as they live have made my days. Shreds of meat, meal for worms I know you, and what you’ve done.

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

I want to live all my life with you Mother, genesis of all my persecutions Thoughts keep on disturbing me within the room My shadow appears and disappears like a puppet Jealousy, evil feeling I want you to be mine. Possession The brain is a strange thinking body Sometimes receives morbid drives While the rain drops No one can hear your screams. Mummified, we will always live together psychopathological Mechanism of protective identification Sit down mother, you must not get tired They knocked on the door, I’m sorry, I’ll be right back. The brain is a strange thinking body Sometimes receives morbid drives While the rain drops No one can hear your screams.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

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Confess your love for me then kill Before my brain dies Get rid of the blood flowing into the sea Burning together with the truth, while dust reaches for the sky. Schizophrenia, a man with two identities Releasing the monster within Flashback like few years ago When the blade penetrated the flesh Of woman he loved Uncontrolable madness, sanity lost A pale corpse left cold Uncontrolable madness, sanity lost

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

Marrakech, in the chaos of the eastern city A knife, the weapon of a crime among the screaming crowd A doctor can hear the last words Those that will fly over the London sky Those damned voices in my brain He’s among us, in the shadows of the theater. I am in panic, I have no control Nobody can understand this feeling I am the man who knew too much The killer is among us I am the man who knew too much The killer is one of us They play violent drums like death The drama can go on again.

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Once London was smoky, gray, industrial England, the land of the queen Tales of violent crimes and killers Women, stolen virginity on the sidewalk. Women raped, dissected, dismembered. So many mutilated bodies found Near rotten garbage Mice eat each others. So many mutilated bodies found Prisoner, escaped, I will follow you London, a gathering centre that has no limits Crime strikes and hides within its dirty walls A man in the throes of a sexual crime You like to feel the breath becoming wheezy Today you have won again, cunning, runaway. So many mutilated bodies found Near rotten garbage Mice eat each others. So many mutilated bodies found Prisoner, escaped, I will follow you

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025

Redemption…salvation Life on the mountain makes you lose the sense of time There’s no contact, I miss the physical, the mental one I offer my hand to the sky, where eagles fly Day by day you’ll learn to love Big trees have made your bond The eagle flies Day by day you’ll learn to love Big trees have roots, your bond The eagle flies Redemption…salvation The way you feel is not rewarded Sad truth with a bitter taste The mental desease, the innocent plot of revenge Running through the woods you’ll find salvation Day by day you’ll learn to love Big trees have made your bond The eagle flies Day by day you’ll learn to love Big trees have roots, your bond The eagle flies The eagle flies

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

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