And the Mouth of Time Is Open

I stepped into the rain the winter of 1985 And saw a subtle chaos dripple from tips of my fingers And the hurt bleed through And the shadows grew long And the great storm of misery collapsed around me And the body of time fell faceless into my mind and dug its claws into the visions of twenty thousand hells and four hundred millions fields of fire and glass Pissing into existence manifesting themselves as rain and illness I stepped into the fire the dreadfull fall of 2004 connected with space in all possible ways Tore my fucking heart out and smiled As the world burned and the sky screamed

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

And you fell as a bird with no wings And you shivered as a tree with no leaves And you stood there on a field with no crops And you were naked as a forest with no trees And you spat into the face of the wind Calming the waves with eyes as fire And you ripped out the fabric of longing and offered it to the storms And the house of kindness deserted And a chasm between bitter shame and laughter shall be your final reach for a dream of death And fear shall own you no more …

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 25, 2025

Screaming like a dying pig in its ceremonial rot the machine of arrogance collapse And I see fair children Bathing in its blood lit by sunlight and bliss Your reign is blessed by emptiness and beauty This realm is free and remains eternal ... This realm is free and remains Splendid Bright Graceful Beautiful and sane

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

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Crippled white wings scratch the inside of a darkened hill bursting with noise Your voice trembles Your voice is roaring through dreamscapes and other walls yet to be broken down by force We leave everything behind but the shattered remains of what once was our secret desire to cleanse the smudge and the filth and the dirt and the shit And then stand beneath a white sun Burning holes in the clouds to reveal a bright sky underneath Your rivers run beneath this bright sky Beneath this white sun your rivers run Your rivers run They pass a withered hill once bursting with noise now rejoicing in trance This realm is free and remains eternal … Forever and eternally this world with all its grace and deformity with all its subtle despair and blood soaked glory is truly brighter than Death My worlds collide (in dreams) Shattered across the universe Putrid and broken Sinking into the soil of being Yet to rise … shapeless … formless Like an infinite void Yielding only to the beauty of chaos And the noise of crippled white wings scratching the outer spheres of what once was the echo of your trembling voice silenced by a reckless hunger for madness

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025