Salem
EP • 1992
The pounding wails of fear Beating, pulsing in my head Rising and descending Like ritual panic My entire being becomes Engulfed, encircled In a never ending maze Of sound and sight Lungs inhale the vacuum The nothingness of the unknown Inhaling the fear that forever flows Pulsing, beating, rushing from my heart No escape, petrified, paralyzed Pulses of blood beat harder within The black outer skin of a grotesque charade Masquerade in airless cell The prison of the mind, a blackened shell
Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025
Sitting beside the mirror Looking at the face he's always known All he sees is a shadow of himself An image covered in scars Pain, suffering, all he's ever had Pain, suffering, all he'll ever know He was the object of his parents' fighting Their aggressions always turned to him He had no outlet to his feelings And so he turned to his inner self The pain got stronger every day Until there was no way to stop it The natural way of conformity Is to mold each child to society's needs But this system can't fit everyone Each individual will always be different Reality is morbidity Reality is insanity Society creating reality Society ignoring Humanity We are creating our sins
Screams of death It's happened again The nightmare has been revived Old wounds re-opened Desecration of the graves And the writing on the wall Power of hatred Can turn the wheels back again France - Destroy the ancient tombs England - Riots in the streets Russia - Property was burned What happened to the human race? Is their hate so strong that they cannot feel? Millions of bodies buried in the earth Turn inside their graves Their holy sleep has been disturbed They will never rest again
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 25, 2025
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