Days of Nothing

Cold in my land Whate'er the time I've been Running too fast or walking too slow For a long time. Tomorrow I will hate and celebrate my greed Wandering the Waste And tasting my heart Smells like sour and filth. Tears don't belong to me And no one else, I'm running to my hell 'Cause none of us can make a stand. Running to my hell... Cold rain, rush me into my hell, All alone when light's off. We are born to procreate And subjugate. Tears don't belong to me And no one else, I'm running to my hell 'Cause none of us can make a stand. Running to my hell... Cold Waste of a bloody Taste we're alone And ready to fall. Frontiers without volunteers. Who asked for a penny of love? Skyscrapers with a hellish view from above. We're ready to fall. Cold Soul, if you're feeling old you can call When you can't go on...

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Our souls are not ready for life We're gonna have a fight Our souls try to be swept from our bodies Coming out to the streets They'll complete what we did Or what we wished to destroy. They'll mess up despite the next Outside our souls react to raging crowds. Tonight, They'll kill and demonstrate what fight is all about. Inside I'm wandering, wandering, "what you're doing, what you do has the logic of a soldier and people will curse you" Blood and Ruins, Blood and Ruins. Our fragile conscience lies waiting for a war where liars and honest fight to get some more. Inside I'm wandering, wandering "what you're doing, what you do has no meaning consider the fight all around." Inside I am wandering, Inside I am wandering...

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

The weakness of times We'll pay for it. Distrust for the next and fear of death. The poor and the mighty live in the same place that we shared. The good and the evil The destroyed The destroyer Death is our freedom makes us equal men, regardless of our place and birth regardless of our plans and deals she'll never break her promises. She decides for us when the wretches stand In the wreckage. She makes us more miserable. There's no compromise To escape our lies They're running to nowhere. We had a feeling, a shelter, and some air to breathe. And exposed to distant clouds, we never saw sunset and dawn. Death is our freedom makes us equal men, regardless of our place and birth regardless of our plans and deals she'll never break her promises. Slow decay and rest as we're running fast, and the mighty ones are nothing but the last ones. There's no compromise to escape our lies They're running to nowhere. Death is our freedom death is our freedom...

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

From mortal wounds we suffer. Old men outlaw us and break laws. Decide for youth and celebrate the disorder, the great disorder of this life The departure, the sad departure to the endless river Old inside cold inside In my hall where they can spy and lock our minds My conscience's blind and maybe it's worth to give up. And an old man came with giant steps to the room where I lived alone. He kept his promise to destroy me, then cut my body and ate my heart and brain. He stole my slice of glory, Outside the doors the world has gone. Suicide of youth. We celebrate the disorder, the great disorder of this life the departure, the sad departure to the endless river the disorder, the great disorder of this life the departure, the sad departure to the endless river

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

When you embody all the silence that make us proud I walk like death through your gates, and thunders light. A sound and our world is gone. It's a sound that burns lies and weakness of might... It's a sound that goes down with the scent of the mortal divine. It's the vengeance of tears cleaning all of your smears. It's a promise of fear for the rebels who live. Gone with the world without a cry. It's a crime That we can go on and nothing goes wrong. We're slowly down. What have we done living just like parasites? They watched my tears and looked inside him and slowly down As we're collecting the remains of a tragic life I look in your eyes and in no time we're paralyze. A sound and our world is gone.

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

It's time again to take my last minute train, and I let my hair down. In spite of my prayers I have found something bad and my plans now belong to the edge of this place. And a weekend I've paid, my extreme sacrifice for a piece of worth. I'm spending here I'm spending here my time I stand and I hope to fight Hold my hand Hold it if I'm lost Hold my hand

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

Killer, what you know 'bout me? Killer, what am I supposed to be? Killer, what you know about me, is that I'm wrong, wrong. Killer, don't be proud of me, Killer, I don't feel like living. Killer, what you know about me is that I'm wrong, wrong. I'm gonna give my very end to you cause you will be my murderer, you'll be my killer It's like a final dance for me and you Where if you'll get some pleasure, well, I will get it too... Killer, what you know 'bout me? Killer, what am I supposed to be? Killer, what you know about me, is that I'm wrong, wrong. The world is miserable and fits for fools I mean it ain't worth living, my life is meaningless so just take aim and pull the trigger, but I just forbid you to kiss me or kiss me before I leave. Killer, what you know 'bout me? Killer, what am I supposed to be? Lady, what you know 'bout me? Or is it better to say "Do you know what I used to be...?"

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Lonely in my world, I accept this role And mornings and evenings crawl. Lonely in my world, I'm so scorned To watch this light that makes me blind. And people get me nervous when they say nothing matters. Every day is dull and filled with grey and I feel better. And the silence, and the silence turns the soil dry. Feeling of agony. "Free from my world." It's what I can wish. What's more than I can see? I've had enough, all in all it's better when it comes to leave. A fall is a cold blow inside That paralyzes my mind The sight is blurred and white and all around me is dark Feeling of agony. "Free from my world." It's what I can wish. What's more than I can see? I've had enough, all in all it's better when it comes to leave. Lonely in my world, I accept this role and morning and evenings crawl. Lonely in my world. I'm so scorned To watch this light that makes me so blind. And people get me nervous when they say nothing matters. Every day is dull and filled with grey and I feel better. And the silence, and the silence, and the silence turns you dry.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

Words have no meaning, When a fake broad smile Tells my living in a rainy night and I feel the thorn of life. I walked a river, 'Twas my tears at night My running fast was not my last sacrifice, as the hours went by I found... Days of nothing and loneliness will be my bride, Like motionless pieces of dolls, Days of nothing and loneliness will be my bride., Life's a murderer and you keep being a stranger round the crowds/ There's something strange when our life's deranged. Someone would lay the blame on someone else. Hall is crowded When the door is locked, I don't live here and don't forgive who you are cause you hurt me more than once. There's something strange when our life's deranged. Someone would lay the blame on somebody else. Whoever lives with a fault inside of him Is nothing and nothing is changing here. Don't go straight Take me by the hand I stumble like a fool and the stupid standing still. I stumble like a fool My stomach still aching and although I'm walking, walking straight.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

No one can cease my prayer Silence once again Right on my way. You can be here beside me Yet my innocence comes from Mother Earth. And I feel like I, Like I am underground. I'm so alone that I could cry. And I feel like I, Like I am underground I'm so alone that I should cry. And I feel like I Like I am underground I'm so alone that I should be...

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025