Mountain Fever
Snake charmer Forget about the apple, break my rib My monument, my Eve, asunder Save me from that which love cannot forgive Afflicted from below, addicted too It's a defecated light A halo that commands me ill My failure to truly come home If I could make amends and show you how I feel... Heave the arms of the free Beg the cysts of your heavens to endorse Your concrete of your fame Dressed in king's attires yet dethroned And decomposed It's a defecated light A halo that commands me ill My failure to truly come home If I could make amends and show you how I feel... A defecated light A halo that commands me ill My failure to truly come home If I could make amends and show you how I feel... If I could make amends If I could make amends And show you how I feel...
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025
Am I picking up the pieces Or picking up the pace? I guess I'll never know The length of the endeavor, With strength upon a strength She strings the last straw And as the credits go down On unaesthetic ghost towns Anesthetics send me off home Those technicolor skies disclose my own demise And all the ending themes are spoiled Over the rover, over the rover For I've made your poplar branch my crown I hung my harp, I've been let down Over the rover, over the rover Diaspora Diaspora my love I'm coming home... You had me at I told you so This punishment, this endless joke Geographies I do not know (My heart still beats) despite your spiteful embargoes Ignite the emperor, burn his clothes I reached and touched the afterglow Our hearts beat in a tribal rhythm Our hearts beat in a tribal rhythm We'll march the gates to end this prison Our hearts beat in a tribal rhythm Our hearts beat in a tribal rhythm Our hearts beat in a tribal rhythm We'll march the gates to end this prison Our hearts beat in a tribal rhythm Our hearts beat in a tribal rhythm
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025
Since the rain is over Words displaced and thoughts distilled Circles at the doorway To elevate these bars of steel I am going nowhere Honestly, I can't move on Rebelled all the devil's whim Some kind of a holy man The guilt of aspirations led me falsely to your loving arms "Better safe than sorry" - I'm past beyond forgiveness Sugar-coated whitewashed wreckage - ghostly lost its charms The things you know The things you don't know Promise me you'll heal Cure this mountain fever Cleanse me of this danger Kill me if you must Promise me you will Gut out every hunger Pound out every thunder Mend my self-disgust Promise me you'll heal Cure this mountain fever Cleanse me of this danger Kill me if you must Promise me you will Gut out every hunger Pound out every thunder Mend my self-disgust Our love was a placebo Our love is a placebo Our love was a placebo Our love is a placebo Our love was a placebo Our love is a placebo
Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025
Inwards Where did my adversary go? A rival lover and a tempress Inwards As if my breath Merely inhales in a foreign language (Her body from afar) Secrets Have I always been a secret? Have I ever been your lies? Will I ever be revenged? This starlet's love will burn you out Your body from afar Always ahead Always ahead "Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, Fair as the moon, clear as the sun, Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn, Fair as the moon, clear as the sun, Terrible as an army with banners?" (Song of Songs 6:10) Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn Fair as the moon, clear as the sun Who is she that looketh forth as the dawn Fair as the moon, clear as the sun Clear as the sun, clear as the sun Clear as the sun, clear as the sun
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025
Look at where my feet got me now! Not a single word on this piece of paper I cannot! Close my eyes any longer Always waking up at some last station Somewhere I sadly belong A refugee Where mountains kiss the sea Am I my sister's keeper? Have I a brighter hair To keep a future brighter? Exile is where the heart is Somewhere I sadly belong Someplace I always come back to Identity Deconstruction of the family tree What is a last name anyway?! Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? The apple and its core Am I my parents' war? Jerusalems of gold Yet all I see is crimson How can you talk of peace?! You know this damn abyss Was a flat surface Before you built your walls around it You know this barren land Is full of stillborn soldiers Gives hope to stillborn daughters Somewhere I sadly belong Someplace I always come back to What is a last name anyway?! Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it? Are we going to make it?
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025
I can hear them whispering Outside the doors of crown creation Conspiracies Collaborations To bring me back to earth Reminisce your injuries Out in the dark they caused Confusion To separate your spleen Turpentine your skin Servant save your screens A spate of seraphim paves the way within Your stolen hymn The morning star and the morning after Intoxicated saint, a poor investment Oh Then comes forth the evening And with it - scents of contemplations Of reveries, war declarations... Even if I knew I'd never tell you where I am going to Nevertheless I could not spin a thread long enough Long enough to bring me back I'm diving up the drone Through a trumpet blown by god itself Empyrean Empyrean Enoch got nothing on me! To separate your spleen Turpentine your skin Servant save your screens A spate of seraphim paves the way within Your stolen hymn, the morning star and the morning after Your left-hand path, your right-hand path it doesn't matter I have to get some sleep I can hear them whispering Outside the doors of crown creation Conspiracies... Collaborations...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025
Ya shema e’veyonecha Hamchalim paneycha Avinoo Levaneycha Al na te’alem o’znecha
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025
Damn your confessionals, I am in pain Damn your forgiveness And damn all you stand for I need no witness I need no pardoner Your grand inquisition Shall fear my return Shall fear my return Forgetful As if the moments Are all away (Away the storm had swept me) Over the razor is over the rainbow That seizured the first-born Both Moses and Pharaoh had Loved all too well The eyes of your nations are blurred By the dust of a soldier once fallen, oh How can't you tell? Poisonous are your fields of sleep I do not sympathize none of your troubles! And vengeance like an enterprise A towering bygone Dims a collective recollection A blanket of longing, as vast as my heart For the leader, a psalm, a song that detonates My own Song of Ascents. Hear me! Hear me say: No lord no king no one to resonate My time runs dry, my blood runs drier, drier Anoint the earth with ornaments With ointments my tongue was oiled Benevolent bereavement beyond achievement Dims a light beam Be on your way Be gone to bend the tombs of tomorrow Toe by toe the tonsil grows so Cancerous, ra-ra-ra-rainmaker born and burnt And buried there must be something more more The more the more the merrier But nothing comes to mind... But nothing comes to mind... But nothing comes to mind... But nothing comes to mind... But nothing comes to mind... But nothing comes to mind...
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025