Mental Confusion
In a darkened soul I draw her face in dust, Memories are drowning in a spiral of time, And silhouette of life lost in a mist of reality, Dark sad and so infinity blank. Mirror of memories shatter in a thousand fragments, In mosaic of yore I lost my future. Fragments of dreams dotted in a swamp of reality, Visions of the future blend with the greyness of everyday events, Incipience that appears to end, Is punchline of a being with a burnt out star. Memories on her smile grind my soul to dust, Capsule on cooling walls of destiny, We are trivial grains of dust in mosaic ages, Sunk in creases in the eternity of time eternity of time. Idea of tomorrow burn out with expectation, Holey cockleboat coloured in illusions dived in to the bottom of oblivion. Life is a disease from which we convalesce every day.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Pyres are not burning anymore, Only hatred has burst into flames. A white Messiah is in your blood, Four walls are now your future. Closed in the digestive tract of hyenas, Chopped alive with the edge of greed, By the guard who are Being torn apart by mirages, On the wings of own delights. The consequence of cause is breathing its life. An ancient myth dusted by today, Under the same flag of fear and helplessness, The idea of power is intangibly eternal, However, penetrated into the ages history and people, Descended to the centre of human nature, Breathing the dust from the soles of intrigue and greed Shining ripples of the old world, Embedded into the pores of scarred hopes. Faith has perished the council is just about to end, Happiness and truth are rolling in the dust, Hope is flying away on the wings of the void, Wound into the crowns of centuries-old oaks. Dragged by dogmas of selfish ideas, Being broken up on the wheels of heartless world, You arc opening a trapdoor under the loop of hostility, Thrown into the world full of lie and envy. The consequence of cause is breathing its life. Faint light of human understanding is falling into heart.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Seizure of consciousness, Illusions fall into the darkness of time, Burning of your mind in ignition of nowadays. Pictures of voices absorb into your retina, So far as you can comprehend. Javelins of real find, Target in your eyes, Explosion of consciousness, Took your power to dream. Pictures of voices absorb into your retina, So far as you can comprehend. Lost in an unreal wasteland, You float in a shadow on wings of infusion. Team of horses haul you from the tunnel of futility, Dawn is coachman in light eternal darkness, Fragments of real cross your body, With impulse of fear and a normal day. Yank out from a vacuum of nothingness, You shatter your life on surface cognition. Pictures of voices absorb into your retina, So far as you can comprehend. Stray rays of consciousness, Haul you to the abyss of awakening. Abyss of awaken
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Interweaved into nerves of thousands beings, You absorb atoms of fear and sorrow. Delineated in colours of malevolence and pain, You filtrate to blood smelling of grief. You will be depict in the last books of this circle. Crys lose in a yell of ignorance. You collapse to the ground under a shadowed cloud of feat, Spreaded to the wings of vultures and destiny. You perceive reflection of your existence, In a mirror of resurrection. You will be depict in the last books of this circle. In a glimpse of truth justice and being, You will soak into to an armful of eternity. Materialized visions of your drear experiences, Beat indications of better tomorrows. You will be depict in the last books of this circle.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
The hearts of the bells stopped dreaming, And hatred rises in the perianth of faith. In ancient times of the near future, Whipped by bare truths stigmas, Truth flared on the border of interest, Bitter taste of enlightenment. In dancing pieces of lofty ideas, Moistening and rotting in the shade of faith. A flying butterfly of the last judgement, In the drops of condensed emotions, Insight hurts and burns in your veins, Desperation sprinkles with force of its power. Apple of the eyes of today's, cut you into two, Burned into the mirrors of past experiences, Coupled in the gear of darkness and time. Revival of ideas upside down naked, Stifled by gestures and swastika forces, In forest ruins of its own shame, The idea caught fire and ash is bread. Moisturised with anger into its own blindness, You will rain into the heart of souls and rocks.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Bare in essence of beaten truth, Cursed by envy of the second bank, Lost into dungeon walls of hopelessness, Path leads out downstream of death only. You are a stranger in your soul, In the nightfall of goodwill destiny. In glimpse of being, You fall through a sieve of infinity. In glimpse of being, You fall through a sieve of infinity. In a slide of consciousness you swallow life, Under the surface of the absurd last days, Surrounded by solitude With barbed wire of fear, Imprisoned in spheres of emptiness and nothingness. You are a stranger in your soul, In the nightfall of goodwill destiny. In outlying spheres of dark consciousness, Sell a soul to nothingness you wait for the end. In Apocalypse of substance of life you died. In glimpse of being, You fall through a sieve of infinity. In glimpse of being, You fall through a sieve of infinity Bare in essence of beaten truth, Cursed by envy of the second bank, Lost into dungeon walls of hopelessness, Path leads out downstream of death only. You are a stranger in your soul, In the nightfall of goodwill destiny. In glimpse of being, You fall through a sieve of infinity. In glimpse of being, You fall through a sieve of infinity. In a slide of consciousness you swallow life, Under the surface of the absurd last days, Surrounded by solitude With barbed wire of fear, Imprisoned in spheres of emptiness and nothingness. You are a stranger in your soul, In the nightfall of goodwill destiny. In outlying spheres of dark consciousness, Sell a soul to nothingness you wait for the end. In Apocalypse of substance of life you died. In glimpse of being, You fall through a sieve of infinity. In glimpse of being, You fall through a sieve of infinity
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026