Digital Resistance

Locked in the darkness his purpose is clear The tape running fast through the gears Lost and forgotten it's his greatest fear The lone obsolete engineer is here! Infernal trappings of long distant age The Luddites march on in a rage On through the darkness their purpose is clear The novice is guiding the seer, it's clear! Algorithmic memories (fill the air) Memory cells are coded (sit and stare) Interfacing clouds (fill the brain) Grotesque applications (kill the pain) Programmed children stare at (vacant skies) Pixilated landscapes (fill their eyes) Cryptic messages sent out from (magazines) Range guides soon arrive there (death machines) Now your fate is resting in his hands Victim of his vulgar lesson plans Manumitted of this innocence To a miracle of circumstance Lust turns to avarice Overwhelmed by cowardice Sophomoric, indiscreet In a violent trance Overwhelming as it seems today Inappropriate but who's to say? Silent binding of authority Good intention wrapped in irony Blustering arrogance Lost in pomp and circumstance Guilty in just one glance Never to be free Mustering the strength to hold him back Waiting for misfortune's whip to crack Worth a lifetime of repressed desire What you can't have only fans the fire. Lust turns to avarice Overwhelmed by cowardice Sophomoric, indolence In a violent trance

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

The season is ripe and free for killing technology The seeds of revolution sewn 12 inches of overstock Cleaned heads on the chopping block This is where mind pollution's grown And as your viruses are burning through shields Corrupted firewall is turning the reels The seeds of revolution sewn They'll weld your eyes to a phone And churning out one more drone To free up space for one more mind They'll try to conceal your fate Too far but they just can't wait To find the upgrade for your kind And what works in your head works well in the field Leaving a pornographic memory concealed Big Brother's federation grows

Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025

I did my first job in Chicago And took a razor to his eyes And when he tried to struggle It's difficult to juggle lies It was a wedding in St. Louis Where she was strangled with a tie They tried their best to help her But all just stood there hypnotized An endless conversation, a faithless revelation dies It's always gentle on my mind to say I'm not the killing kind The phony accusations fly The endless conversations that end in dissipation, why? The photographs were no surprise I'm not an agent for your pity You're not the slave of my desires I'm always drinking just to remember what I fought to hide A faithless revelation, an endless conversation dies The phony accusations, the painful salutations fly A faithless revelation, why?

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

As I'm swimming through the atmosphere a discontent's always brimming Passed the age where I can fantasize and disbelieve that I'm living Always scared of death, so take a healthy breath Fantastic altitudes and platitudes of attitudes that I'm giving Sharpened senses tell me this may be the end of peacefully living Like a monogram tattooed on my skin Black balled by the law, Magic Hooligan! Now the seeds are sewn I've bounced right through the atmosphere where I'm living As the ancient ways all fade to grays in power plays that they're giving Like an atom bomb underneath my skin Crawling in the dirt, Magic Hooligan! So it seems I'm just a casualty of shattered dreams but I'm grinning

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

What night has cast upon these halls Concealing faces in the walls Portrayed against the grain of sight Monstrosities that shine at night Appendages that grow and spine Vague forms that glow a ghastly shine Alas unto my bed they crept Where tangled limbs and organs slept

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

I try to make you understand That there are forces in this universe that you cannot comprehend X-Rated beam is in my hand, and when it's pointed at you You'll change but you won't know when Witness your parallel in time For this is a more than senseless crime I try and make you see the light And when it's shining through you, you'll burn into the next century No need to count no need to find, that such my learned friend Abuses just feed technology This is the animal inside Resistance is always pacified This is the end of all you know To witness the one that steals the show I try to make you understand That there are forces in this universe that you cannot comprehend X-Rated demons in my hand, and when it's pointed at you You'll change but you won't know when Witness your parallel in time For this is a more than senseless crime This is the end of all you know A mutated animation grows!

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

This oblong box I owe my birth Like I'm the last man on this earth Another journey into fear The cry of banshees getting clear The mask of Red Death never weeps And creeping while the city sleeps Relaxing on a bed of nails The mad magician never fails Despite the ravages of time The Tingler's creeping up my spine The house of Usher's falling down The Raven claws his thistled crown And talks to spirits of the dead The madman's diary has been read These tales of terror never end As Dr. Phibes rises again

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Amidst the burned-out minds Automatons and their mimes Their ignorance is clear The learning-curve's severe The chasm's opened wide The blind leading the blind This generation's doomed Sucked back into the womb

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Programmed children stare with vacant minds Pixilated landscapes fill their eyes Interfacing clouds, binary brains Grotesque applications numb the pain Algorithmic memories fill the air Girls with psychic implants in their hair You can see it growing everywhere Cryptic messages sent from coded brains Memory cells are useless just the same Thought you'd never come down from the trees Range-Guides soon arrive on Death-Machines

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

As we rolled from the hill to a bridge by a quarry Legends were born from this story Painted men, once again, turning blue like the buried Accounts of this story are varied And the winds blew us right over the trees And the ancestors returned on their knees Rusty nails on the trails, burning boards in a fury Smoldering insects did scurry Smashing stones, digging bones Where the unknown are buried Accounts of this story are varied And the boards started to smolder again Burning bones over the insects and men But then warriors don't age well as it seems When they shower you with mortgages and dreams Was it something that you found? That made you turn around? Knocked you off your throne, left me here alone Tangled in the trees, and gave you their disease!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025