The Night God Slept
Mother, tell me a story or sing me a song It's a sacred sort of disorder how these sisters came along Of flocks, of fools, and dozens of men Who fell through their thrones into the abyss of again The kings of earth, crippled with crowns And the cursed criminal who turned it upside down So we shout: "Hold us together, tear me apart" May our suffering sing the hymns we couldn't hear "Hold us together even if it tears me apart" May our blood be spilled for the life of this world "Do you feel whole?" Will you see my face? You are, you are, you are, you are I'm not, but you are I'm not, but you are Dead to conceive life that tells our stories Dead to conceive life that tells our stories "Hold us together, tear me apart" May our suffering sing the hymns we couldn't hear "Hold us together even if it tears me apart" May our blood be spilled for the life of this world
Submitted by The Void — Feb 21, 2026
This injustice renders my thoughts ineffectual Forgive me, Lover, and forget my sullen face Privilege brings us to this place Of human currencies Buried our sisters in a glass display Only to evaporate to a toxic skyline Underneath we sell off the bodies My body became a graveyard where they buried thirsty souls Show me your righteous leader, I'll show you the bullet holes The preacher with the parched tongue and the "God" that he controls "Shake off the sin, shake off the sin" and spit out your cacophony of lies I'll climb through your screen And bleed out the image you left in me But God, are you man? Then how do you see me from where you sit up in heaven? Looking down on my hell, my body chokes back "I have nothing to draw with, and the well is deep Where can I get living water?" Enslaved in the "Land of the Free" , my prison is our wedding bed Where you left me for dead, you'll leave us for dead Apathy was our anchor to a digital sea Where you drown in the comfort of our complicity Can love save me? Will Your wrath avenge us?
Submitted by The Void — Feb 21, 2026
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The barren wastes bearing down on me Cracks in the clouds leave me wondering Did the oceans dry out, return to the sky For a privileged perspective of our final goodbye? Pretend it's a house of peace while she's buried underneath You built your father's house over my mother's grave Bodies, a mass grave collapse the concave floor These sanctimonious steeples will meet us in the dirt Because the earth is trembling, if only we had eyes to see it shake Ignorant until we expire When the ocean fills our veins and the soil becomes my bones Maybe we'll fall asleep tonight To the madness in the melody poured out for slaves We were dressed in potential, now we're draped in sorrow Our race is a bloodstain spattered on a profane political campaign Manifest your destiny Stripes and stars comprise my prison bars The cost of liberty Maybe we'll fall asleep tonight To the madness in the melody poured out for slaves Maybe this storm is a perfect score For wretched bodies washed ashore, poured out for me The life I loved looking up at me Saplings struck like daggers hemorrhaging streams As the breath of my people return to the ground So forests can once more abound The suffering cross that overcame The name of love made concurrent with shame This melody, I thought it familiar It sounds like your heartbeat keeping time Then you turn and remind me that this pain has a purpose And maybe we'll fall asleep tonight
Submitted by The Void — Feb 21, 2026
You'd be choking on your flame, my Son without a name Made king of all the wastes And forever will swallow us alive, we'll be abstracted from time We can let the tides wash over This is the epilogue to the introduction (Lost in the sound) Hold tight to all your systematic theories That help you to sleep at night But remember that there could be no sufficient certitudes in hell Father, forgive them For they know not what they do Mother, receive me 'Cause I'm coming home to you, does this cup run dry? Look at what we've done again, we wage war in the name of love Using gold to fill the holes in your hands Caught in the paradox Juxtaposed between bifurcated black and white And my propensity to fail you Caught in the cyclical narrative of violence That invokes your name to justify genocide They'll take everything We traded water for salt Something whole for something equally as broken as us Now dying of thirst, we'll write this out in blood And shut you in a stone-cold time where the air rots out, leaving us alone We chose to be alone I was given this cup to quench parched tongues But I became drunk and lust lynched my lungs Father, forgive them For they know not what they do Mother, receive me 'Cause I'm coming home to you, does this cup run dry? For they know not what they do
Submitted by The Void — Feb 21, 2026
Awake, awake your eyes or be forever fallen Sister, can you see me through the boundaries of this garden? When every man will take your voice Every God will fate your end You planted paradox in the center of our humanity My ambivalent proclivity for insufficiency Should I sleep or should I die alone? Life to death or flesh to decompose; captured I'm awakened by a fate that screams "You will bear the weight to give this world a beating heart that never ends" Now bring me a love that will live And die by my every word I speak Won't you lie in this bed that we have made? I must become something more than this Should I sleep or should I die alone? Life to death or flesh to decompose, you've captured me Should I sleep or should I die alone? Should I die alone? Life to death or flesh to decompose, you've captured me
Submitted by The Void — Feb 21, 2026
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All the world was a dream I couldn't shake In a midnight reverie of which I'll never wake That started mundane enough With an incessant tapping on the windowpane, separating me from the storm Where inside I sat, me the loathsome fool With my head cocked sideways in confusion But as my looking glass became a two-way mirror And you can watch me hide from everything on this living sphere But don't you dare darken my doorstep, stranger Never a step more, no, no, nevermore You see, I have this reoccurring dream Where we snuck past scores of slumbering guards And fixed that rustic iron key and that lock to set you free "I would bring you liberty" where, in reality, I'm a coward I'm collateral matter, swayed by banalities of time and space, I'm a name without a face My trepidation reached threshold, my terror turned to madness When I awoke I was swinging at shrouded silhouettes and stumbled out the door My anger was extinguished by this downpour Compelled, void of volition My steps propelled me through this chronic storm Where there in the clearing, throughout the gaps in the trees Dark smoke flickered from fire, illuminating my unease Like clockwork, seven sisters turned together in a circle Autonomy abandoned, they moved singular and perpetual Around a dark blue flame where I heard you call my name "I am the fire that is never quenched And I am the river that will not run dry" When I slept in that garden Lord, did you see me as I was dreaming? This is the end of everything We'll lose our divisions and forget our names The precipice of eternity I caught fire, I caught fire I caught fire, and you'll watch me burn
Submitted by The Void — Feb 21, 2026