Mental Reservation

The past deleted. What's left are my memories. They threaten to vanish more and more before being told the first time. So I will Try to escape out of my MENTAL RESERVATION to record what happened. We lived in peace 'till the day the earth burst open and a dark appearing creature gave a crystal - key to a little boy called Boris Jay. Boris was taught by the creature how to use the key and to... ...BREAK THE SEAL It's the hour, the cypher for rebirth A poisoned arrow is darted Liberation, one hope against the dearth Striving for help, but the factions started The screams of pain - struggling in vain To terminate over again Look, man, how it's growing, this child The chosen one Listen, a raven cawing Run wild, your time has come Here, take the key Open the gates of hell - Break the Seal Fear, grant it, train people's mind You'll make it real Listen, how it's talking Talk wild, going insane Brave child, just keep on walking You, child, who deals with the pain Here, take the key Open the gates of hell - Break the Seal Fear, grant it, train people's mind You'll make it real Watch the red sunrise as the ground Melts down The final scene closely See the final act more explicitly Wait for the curtain to fall then follow it To the rise Read are all signs, trodden down the trails The cryptograms of destruction Last aggression this time unveils On your way you got no obstructions The screams of pain - struggling in vain To terminate over again Look, man, how it's growing, your child The chosen one Listen, a raven cawing Run wild, your time has come Here, take the key Open the gates of hell - Break the Seal Fear, grant it, train people's mind You'll make it real

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Equipped with the instruments of evil and an enormous increase of power Boris returned as a young man from the eternal fire. His political ambitions were immense. I listened to his famous speech he held in front of thousands of people on PLAZA DE PAX. I didn't want to believe what my eyes and my ears hand to endure. People were celebrating the... ...UPRIGHT LIAR Human genius rules the world Explores the depth and height Enables us to use the word To give us peace of mind I'll need all strength, I'll fight against a demon Who's leading us to deep disastrous down Dressed in white his lips make folks believe him He's the man to choose again to wear the nation's crown At any time, at any place Old spirits with old thoughts Unstable crowd is mesmerized Salutes an Upright Liar Arms in motion Liar, merciless urge Like a number on the tumbling dice Not aware of where you'll lie At the end you'll pay the highest price Boundless blame will bare your name Too many brains are stormed, their hearts are burning Mind surrenders, passion strikes the truth Words taste sweet as honey: Eat by learning! I'm a lonely soul of doubts fearful of the news Mind pollution Phrases squeeze my ears Rage escorts my tears At any time, at any place Old spirits with old thoughts Unstable crowd is mesmerized Salutes an Upright Liar Arms in motion Liar, merciless urge Like a number on the tumbling dice Not aware of where you'll lie At the end you'll pay the highest price Boundless blame will bare your name One's tongue in one's cheek Praying words while the conscience sleeps Mental dying all around Bleating sheep the shepherd found Big brother loves his siblings without mercy He pretends to keep them snug and safe But once a week on dreadful bloody thursday You can hear the whip tormenting disobedient slaves Mind pollution Phrases squeeze my ears Rage escorts my tears At any time, at any place Old spirits with old thoughts Unstable crowd is mesmerized Salutes an Upright Liar Arms in motion Liar, merciless urge Like a number on the tumbling dice Not aware of where you'll lie At the end you'll pay the highest price Boundless blame will bare your name

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Boris made his way. Nothing seemed able to stop him. The situation became extreme. We were at war 7 nations. Boris expanded his territory to the double. It was a nuclear inferno. And there was an unbearable silence between two waves of an revenge - attack. Hopes were blown away and our souls had burned out. What was left... ...AFTER THE STORM Can't you hear, can't you hear our moans, our crying? Dark is here, the mothers grieve, their babies dying Oh merciful Lord, forgive we kept our heads in the sand Not to blame, beyond is where we'll apprehend Out in the war it's hand to keep the faith Knowing nobody's giving us true hopes After the Storm we'd watch the new sunrise But the sun is obscured in sight doesn't heave After the Storm we'd wish him to arise Again dispel the dark clouds, forgive and let live So many questions not any answers has been told Where should we go How long we'll stay blind in this crystal world Out in the war, how should we keep the faith Knowing nothing gives us hope at all And the blizzard going on... still... After the Storm we'd watch the new sunrise But the sun is obscured in sight doesn't heave After the Storm we'd wish him to arise Again dispel the dark clouds, forgive and let live "I know that nothing gives me a ray of hope But true is my regret - the tears under the iron vell..." After the Storm we'd watch the new sunrise But the sun is obscured in sight doesn't heave After the Storm we'd wish him to arise Again the dispel the dark clouds, forgive and let live

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

In these days of horror my vital energy disappeared. Even my sister, who gave me strength till then, was not able to beware Myself from my surrender, anymore. One day she left us to support a medical convoy on The way to zene-66. Four days she resisted the fallout. Then they brought her back. Now, in my darkest moments I try to remember our Sunny days. Eileen, and I'll never forget... ...YOUR INFALLIBLE SMILE We believed time would relieve all pain Took an oath to honor faith forever A willow, witness of secrets when Childhood's dreams and wishes were told Not wasting thoughts on sorrows We shared a joyful time Eileen, I'm wrestling for answers All right the wind sighs goodbye Eileen, there's no more tomorrow With your Infallible Smile Nothing remains but my tears You made me fell I could let a rainbow rise At a cloud-darkened grey sky You've been my laughter, my sadness, a tender touch I perceive your still lasting scent You walked the stairs to heaven One way too much that day Eileen, I'm wrestling for answers All right the wind sighs goodbye Eileen, there's no more tomorrow With your Infallible Smile Nothing remains but my tears You walked the stairs to heaven One way too much that day Eileen, I'm wrestling for answers All right the wind sighs goodbye Eileen, there's no more tomorrow With your Infallible Smile Nothing remains but my tears

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

The war lasted a year. After 3 years of Regine Boris Jay was executed by his own generals before capitulation was proclaimed. 3 quarters of the planet were contaminated. We had to live in the tunnels of subway system. In our system most of the population suffered from mental diseases caused by the war. And there was a special mashine which promised allevation. Dubious help from the Mental Healer with his... ...CONCEPTION OF A CURE Give me your hand I'll show you a different space Break the barriers of time I'll be your guide through another dimension Just free your mind Get rid of a bias Have no doubt I'm called the Essential the central computer My name is Captain Voice And I'm the healer - I feed your mind I'm your healer Get rid of a bias, make you not doubt Get rid of a bias, time runs out Mental healer I'm the medical agent when truths belie The drug dealer and you should comply Mental healer The future, the past and the now won't lie The healer is operating inside of you Give me your hand I'll expose you eternity Nothing's obstructing the way Transcendence we'll grasp I'll do all So you feel OK Get rid of a bias, make you not doubt Get rid of a bias, time runs out Mental healer I'm the medical agent when truths belie The drug dealer and you should comply Mental healer The future, the past and the now won't lie The healer is operating inside of you Get rid of a bias, make you not doubt Get rid of a bias, time runs out Mental healer I'm the medical agent when truths belie The drug dealer and you should comply Mental healer The future, the past and the now won't lie The healer is operating inside of you Being in two minds... time's out !!!

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

I could resist his offer. But I tried a few other things instead. And one year later, when evacuation started, the trip to St. Clinton Island, 870 miles from home, was a double trip to STONEDHENGE for me which should last for years. Although I tried to forget about the past with those things, 2 years later I found myself sitting on a hill of Clinton Island revealing my live. And I took a look... ...INTO A BRAVE MAN'S MIND Dawning at the eve The sun melts the horizon Soft winds on their way To follow the dawn Listening to the quiet I hear an inner voice: Remember to seize the days Wasteful passing by Lost forever far behind a curtain A life as wasted as laughter - entailed tears Mystery is calling A secret world's around Mystic constellation of vision and sounds I'm standing calm beside myself Soultaker Speed me up! I'll be a thunder Take me high! Hallowed rise Speed me up! Don't mind the manner Take me high! Tonight Magic sings of devil's fateful nature Don't follow dumb and blind Magic signs of someone who astrays ya Make up your smokescreened mind Powerblast injection My veins are overloaded Body's last reaction My mortal soul is sold Skin as white as ivory Soultaker Brought me down! Now I remember Stole my soul! Snowy white Brought me down! I'm a sinner Stole my soul! That night Magic sings of devil's fateful nature Don't follow dumb and blind Magic signs of someone who astrays ya Make up your smokescreened mind In nomine patris et spiritus sancti In nomine patris et spiritus sancti Los non exiguum Tempus habere Geb multum perbere apparet Ita est: Lon accipimus bregem Ditam, sed facimus Now I live where angels fly And guardians keep my honour I watch the eath with cleared-up eyes And have to stay forever Left a life behind down under Wasn't worth to live Another chance, another time I'd take it as a gift Speed me up! I will remember Take me high! Back in time Speed me up! But my mind the manner Take me back! Tonight Magic sings of devil's fateful nature Don't follow dumb and blind Magic signs of someone who astray ya Make up your smokescreened mind

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Hundreds of thoughts were storming my brain. The night head already spread out it's cloth above the landscape. The willage of Clinton Island with it's appreximately 200 inhabitance lays peacarful in the valley. Not giving a hint to the terrible past of it's inhabitance. Still I had not found a wife. And once again I was captured by thoughts from the hidden past right... ...OUT OF NOWHERE Here I am at a standstill No move I'm biding time Desultoriness in my proceedings Cought by her spell I'm coming Out of Nowhere May wounds be sutured without scars? Out of Nowhere Hatred to nurture?! So damned you are! Still we live in the world We're judged by the colour of skin Plated with silver and gold The radical changes in fits of spleen And now more and more fed With depressions backed We're crying but nobody hears Coming out! Now I see I'm blind! Out of Nowhere Isn't the future termed by stars? Out of Nowhere Hatred to nuture?! So damned we are!!! Die! I remember... once I believed in God But he left me in the lurch Now I return, I build my own kingdom I'll make your desires burn And all the nightmares come true Sweet lullabies Darling, I've been held in your arms Hear the truth, the freedom's bell See this lie through the eyes of my hell Here I am at a standstill, no move Can't you see I'm crying out There's no sun in the shadow of unrequited love Caught by it's spell I'm raving mad Keep the silence, I'll make it burn! Out of Nowhere May wounds be sutured without scars? Out of Nowhere Hatred to nurture?! So damned you are! Out of Nowhere Isn't the future termed by stars? Out of Nowhere Hatred to nurture?! So damned we are!

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

While years were passing by on the island a troop of children was growing up, bare of any experience of war and dictatorship. all in all we lived in a peaceful and self-sufficient society. meanwhile i had become president of our little nation. and Clinton island was our little kingdom. but one day all children were spirit away. dark clouds were handing above there volcano at that time and it might have been a sign of satanic mights. and at one night during the rainy season some strange creatures sleeped out of the volcano down to the village. like paralyzed and under the influence of a strange might we all followed them silently to were they had come from, not knowing if that was just a terrible... ...NIGHTMARE Welcome to your joyful plotted nightmare Yeah, this cute horror-trip was booked for you Don't dare to flee before this night Has climbed it's gorgeous peak Enjoy the games of shadow-mights The growth of Satan's seed Coroner's dance They've come to lead you to the dark Coroner's dance Your life is at stake No chance to awake Out of your nightmare One sperm caused your total incarnation Millions let their life for you to live Now tables turned the other way Your body for a soul Still caught in hell to be released With your infernal fall Coroner's dance They've come to lead you to the dark Coroner's dance Your life is at stake No chance to awake Out of your nightmare So every time you close your eyes Beware to fall asleep Cause creatures from the other side They gratify their greed Coroner's dance They've come to lead you to the dark Coroner's dance Your life is at stake No chance to awake Out of your nightmare 1 and 2 we gonna come to you 3 and 4 we're knocking at your door 5 and 6 take your crucifix 7 and 8 we appear at night 9 and 10 we gonna meet you then

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

But it was no dream. Deep inside the volcano a dreadful creature ruled ever all other creatures. We were their slaves. Also we had found the lost children there. They were krypt in cages until we had to prepare their brains to meal for the creatures. I remembered Boris Jay. There was not much difference between him and these creatures. One day he was a braineater, too. One day I was chosen to follow a special ritual in the master's cave. The master, looking like an awful rubber-monster, was incarnating one of us to his fool. It was Albert Twostone, who got the crystal-key this time and immediately he started to dance and sing to the drumming of the... ...RUBBERMAN Course: Straight ahead There's nothing that can stop me now Born again that's how I feel I'm on the run I ride the wind, the height of the storm I defy always changing form Don't worry, stay cool There ain't a rule Rubberman Body an soul Rubberman Play a role Rubberman Set the spirit free Rubberman You and me We are a perfect team I'm one of those Who can be down but stuck out Be what you are No matter what they say but: BE IT ! Don't worry, stay cool There ain't a rule Rubberman Body an soul Rubberman Play a role Rubberman Set the spirit free Rubberman You and me We are a perfect team Course: Straight ahead There's nothing that can stop me now Born again that's how I feel I'm on the run I ride the wind, the height of the storm I defy always changing form Don't worry, stay cool There ain't rule Rubberman Body an soul Rubberman Play a role Rubberman Set the spirit free Rubberman You and me We are a perfect team

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

I made my decision to let nothing undone to escape out of this hell. After several trials I reached the top of the volcano one day, living my people and some slaughtered creatures behind. It took me 2 months until my float ran ashere at a stony coast. I had returned to civilisation. Cities were rebuilt and the people had learned how to handle the radioactive contamination. The society did not change too much. Still there was poor and rich, the difference between the colors of skin and the money was ruling the world again. Just the population in each city had increased to an amount of 50 millions because living in the outlands was not possible. I was one of over 6 millions unemployed people in the city and the government had still no idea to solve this problem. There was an explosive mood under the troop of unemployed people and most of them damned this... ...WRONG LANE SOCIETY Spend my life in misery And stand it going on But recently I got this dream Lasting all night long Woke up to my damned disaster Expected nothing new But someone there's been kidding me He tidied up my room No stink and no poisoned cockroach No dust of ages Either found my boots nor blue jeans That's why I tried to escape Living on the wrong lane Welcome to the ball of pride and glory Living on the wrong lane Take what the mob gives to you The mob gives to you Walking through my strange dream People stared at him At first I didn't recognize I showed my nude pin I was called Mr. McDonnald Relleased from by mess Was treated like millionaires When I reached downtown Could buy me some silken clothes No need to pay cash Was invited to Hilton Hotel Changes I could not explain Living on the wrong lane Welcome to the ball of pride and glory Living on the wrong lane Take what the mob gives to you The mob gives to you Folks I'm gonna tell you honestly I have this dream Captured in a symphony of living easily Enjoyed my life like it had been before I reached that realm Boring situation if I'd become a rich fat man No silken socks and no credit No golden cages Wanna live in my dirty chamber Don't care if life's trash remains Living on the wrong lane Fuck off to the ball of pride and glory Living on the wrong lane Give what the snob's gossip needs

One year later I found a job at eddy's chip-repair. The work was not bad and many people brought whole data-consoles to our service center. One day I recognized Albert Twostone on the screen of a data-station I was going to repair. Although I could not understand what he was talking there was no doubt that he was candidate of the next election for governor. The new governor was Albert and within a period of 3 month our city lay under an embarge of all other cities. He brought on a crisis which was accompanied by his campaign to solve this problem with the weapon he had developed himself: The quarks- streamer. It was a hot sunny day when I started the engine of my small jet-beat and Albert started his first quarks-streamer to begin the last... ...20th CENTURY CRUSADE The orange is peeled, rapped are the brains Hopes are all lost Apocaliptic: "Live and let die" Love's dying first Blessed is the power of death The ultimate god and leader Respectfully called: the best Ruling their mind's fateful disease Watch out - Lurking in the dark Stay tuned - Set your controls and hark Hell arised to demise it's legacy No prayer to pray Heaven waits, hesitates, looks for a better deal Johnny - boy, a shepherd boy, and the lamb Marked off the way But the beast from the east obviliating them now Broke the seventh seal Upcoming fears, horror of cries Kicking your ass Approximate lie, nipped at it's rise Don't cause a mess Seer, or thing of evil, where does my fortune lie? Watch out - Lurking in the dark Stay tuned - Set your controls and hark Hell arised to demise it's legacy No prayer to pray Heaven waits, hesitates, looks for a better deal Johnny - boy, a shepherd boy, and the lamb Marked off the way But the beast from the east obviliating them now Broke the seventh seal Who made who Who released the beast Who breaks through To fire first - danger Born just to be lost Cursing with joy spit out of hell Agression and hate Satanic forces are tolling the bells Sealed is the fate Blessed is the power of death The ultimate god and leader Respectfully called: the best Ruling their mind's fateful disease Watch out - Lurking in the dark Stay tuned - Set your controls and hark Hell arised to demise it's legacy No prayer to pray Heaven waits, hesitates, looks for a better deal Johnny - boy, a shepherd boy, and the lamb Marked off the way But the beast from the east obviliating them now Broke the seventh seal There is not much to tell anymore. Clinton Island lies under a dense stratum of clouds which did not change for month now. Down from the cliff I watch the ocean. More or less hopeful to see survivors one day. And at some days it seems to me that God's face breaks through the stratum of clouds and a tear sliding on his cheek sets out to fill the ocean. [The End]

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025