Angel & Abyss Redux EP
Losing sight of what I'm searching for Is this the end or the beginning Can't tell the difference between peace and war If I'm losing or I'm winning The angel reappeared and lit the path Returning to eternity This path encapsulates the future and the past This path is only you and me Learn to be unborn Dying to transform Conditioned to resist Destined to emerge from the abyss The spell was cast so many times before We held the power in our hands But we were taught to crawl instead of soar I can't face dying as he damned Darkness and light Truth and a lie Wrong and right It is older than time No need or desire Flying higher and higher I am everything Everything is me, we're free
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
I think of demons they never kill I think of demons they never will they don't need to their scare is true I think of demons for you First, first, first, I ran demon with arms with black tubes first first first I ran demon with arms with black tubes fangs in the day's moonlight blood never touches my lips I ran demon ever since Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer he's been waiting on you Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer, Lucifer he's been waiting on you demon eyes and demons do wait until you come through to be our leader we've been waiting on you for you they don't need to, their scare is true i think of demons for you
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 09, 2025
After all the jacks are in their boxes and the clowns have all gone to bed You can hear happiness staggering on down the street footsteps dressed in red And the wind whispers Mary A broom is drearily sweeping up the broken pieces of yesterdays life Somewhere a queen is weeping Somewhere a king has no wife And the wind, it cries Mary The traffic lights, they turn, uh, blue tomorrow and shine their emptiness down on my bed The tiny island sags down stream 'cause the life that lived is, is dead And the wind screams Mary Uh-will the wind ever remember the names it has blow in the past? And with this crutch, its old age, and its wisdom it whispers no, this will be the last And the wind cries Mary
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 09, 2025