In Becoming a Ghost

And in that moment of strange ritual, I became you A vast nothingness in which you found completion Until there wasn't the slightest space left for anything else Draining the life behind your eyes is my finest masterpiece You may exercise me, but know that I will haunt you forever For I am the door that cannot be closed Though you walk the earth, in becoming a ghost, there is no return

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Feel a pain so cold under the skin As I dig the grave to bury these sins Taste a misery so real that purity stains Obsession with a thrill that possesses my veins Reveling in depravity As I drown in the agony The entrance to nothingness The eternal winter that's blacker than death I walk in a void in the absence of magnificence A pitch black misery of malevolence Visions of tomorrow becoming irrelevant When the plethoras of demise have become a feeling of decadence Oh the old familiar shame I buried all the pain away in the ashes and grey Drifting out and astray I dug the grave The empty hole that keeps what's saved And now I know that it's misanthropy that's killing me Digging the grave The sickness is tightening Digging the grave The sickness is tightening Digging the grave The sickness is tightening Digging the grave The sickness is tightening Purify these stains Digging the grave That possess my veins Digging the grave

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

A thick shroud of death covers me like a blanket of lead Panic! The black star shines a light into the void, into the void And hysteria! Tightening their grasp A sensation like drowning Grips me inside, grips me inside Stealing my vivacity Grips me inside, grips me inside A thick shroud of death covers me like a blanket of lead Terror! The black star shines a light into the void, into the void And trepidation! Tightening their grasp The parading of horrors Grips me inside, grips me inside Draining my vitality Grips me inside, grips me inside Bringer of the night Extinguisher of the light Beckoned by the black flame Drawn to its chaos Violently descending, our thoughts betray us A thick shroud of death covers me like a blanket of lead Panic! The black star shines a light into the void, into the void And hysteria! Tightening their grasp A sensation like drowning Grips me inside, grips me inside Stealing my vivacity Grips me inside, grips me inside Beckoned by the black flame Drawn to its chaos Violently descending, our thoughts betray us Bringer of the night Extinguisher of the light

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

I found a place where nothing can touch me It seemed so perfect So unbelievable Nothing effects me No one to rush me When I'm laying in my six foot hole When did my heaven become this fucking hell? I quenched my voracity Indulging myself from the cup of Mephistopheles An efficacious potion of a puissant poison Like the sirens' call It's brilliance and allure are a glittering path to revel in a decadent, sick compulsion I returned to the chalice to drink again Enduring a taste so bitter for the sweetest sin It's virulence has corroded my soul So desperately begging for completion Toilsome and arduous Backbreaking it is to console One who comes face to face with their own depletion When did my heaven become this fucking hell? This paradise comes at a price So you'll suffer well in a private hell This paradise comes at a price So you'll suffer well in a private hell I quenched my voracity Indulging myself from the cup of Mephistopheles An efficacious potion of a puissant poison Like the sirens' call It's brilliance and allure are a glittering path to revel in a decadent, sick compulsion There's a monster somewhere inside I keep him at bay I keep him denied When he wants to come and play It possesses me when my strength is rendered thin It caresses me when I'm reveling in sin I found a place where nothing can touch me When my strength is rendered thin It seemed so perfect So unbelievable When I'm reveling in sin Nothing effects me No one to rush me When my strength is rendered thin When I'm laying in my six foot hole When did my heaven become this fucking hell?

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Life is pain and the world is grey A spiraling void in the frantic soiree Sunken eyes see only misery The figure I feared in the shadows was me Wallowing in hell To lift the grisly spell A prisoner in this flesh A sense of hopelessness Round and round and round we spin With feet of lead and wings of tin I want to be punished for my sins Tear through my muscle and my skin I want to be punished for my sins Tear through my muscle and my skin The shroud of bewilderment My infirmary beyond the throes of the spiraling void A longing to be free from this desolation… Denied A spiraling void in the frantic soiree Sunken eyes see only misery The figure I feared in the shadows was me Falling faster Losing sight of what I am Rip my flesh off of my body Peel the muscle from my bones Sentenced to this wretched vessel Suffering to be atoned Round and round and round we spin With feet of lead and wings of tin Wallowing in hell To lift the grisly spell My skin, my cell, where I will suffer well

I'm not going down on my knees Begging you to adore me Can't you see it's misery And torture for me When I'm misunderstood Try as hard as you can, I've tried as hard as I could To make you see How important it is for me Here is a plea From my heart to you Nobody knows me As well as you do You know how hard it is for me To shake the disease That takes hold of my tongue In situations like these Understand me Some people have to be Permanently together Lovers devoted to Each other forever Now I've got things to do And I've said before that I know you have too When I'm not there In spirit I'll be there Here is a plea From my heart to you Nobody knows me As well as you do You know how hard it is for me To shake the disease That takes hold of my tongue In situations like these Understand me

Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 10, 2025

Writhe, twisting pain, stabbing deep, in my brain Alone Throb, suffering, tormenting, misery So bleak (I am the) sickness inside I am the pain that you hide I am the wound that won't heal I am the madness you feel Writhe, twisting pain, stabbing deep, in my brain Alone Throb, suffering, tormenting, misery So bleak Crawling Stand up on your own feet (No more) Crawling Stand up on your own feet (No more) A strange twisting sense of madness And the all enveloping endless sadness I am the sickness inside I am the pain that you hide I am the wound that won't heal I am the madness you feel Chaos that grips my soul Dominates with complete control An enemy that won't let me be Struggling endlessly to be free Suffering in solitude A pain that has gradually accrued A nightmare from which I can't awake A feeling that I can't seem to shake I am the poison flowing in your veins I am the feeling that you can't sustain I am the pleasure you so desperately crave I am your master and you are my slave You are my slave I am the one who hears your prayer I am the only one who cares I will deceive I am the lie that you believe The feeling when I'm under your skin You're so alone The cursed affair in which we're ensnared You're so alone The feeling when I'm under your skin You're so alone The cursed affair in which we're ensnared You're so alone So alone

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Though I gaze into the vast nothingness time and time again I stand at its edge, never staring long enough to spiral into the madness it holds I pick up pieces of my scattered remains as I cross them Searching for completion amongst the living What lies beyond the open door that cannot be closed Haunts me forever But I'm only a ghost If I

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

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I court eradication For it's most perfect rest I covet decay This life I dispossess Bring forth a thousandth winter To bring the thousandth death Consumed by darkness So gasp a terminal breath I became something I couldn't recognize And with my strength rendered impotent By a venom coursing through my veins Frantically I drown under the weight of a fool's crown I summon you to this realm of despair No comfort of light I call upon oblivion Trapped within the cold grip of night Obsessed with emptiness The eminent pain delivered in unfamiliar forms The spirit crumbles Torn and strained under its own rusted might I became something I couldn't recognize And with my strength rendered impotent By a venom coursing through my veins Frantically I drown under the weight of a fool's crown Oh deceiver, you have me How you crush me I can't see As I lay in your arms Whisper to me that I'm safe from harm Bereft of fervor I renounce this mortal coil Bury the remains upon a fruitless soil A dispatch of fate; the poison in my veins Fixing nature's aberration; Life, the hideous stain I decay I fade away I court eradication For it's most perfect rest I covet decay This life I dispossess Bring forth a thousandth winter To bring the thousandth death Consumed by darkness So gasp a terminal breath

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025