... Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust...

Cross Clild Now the world goes round and round my eyes keep the fear the pages of fate over the floor There are shadows that talk to us they say softly that we've the shadows Wisper night and day os sins There are winds that cut Tear us apart Decipher Us They see in our flesh Insecurity Sand escaping throught my fingers Cross Child I'm ypur little soldier , without wars I'm destiny of cables that are born from the roof My blood is sucked and spat in the veins The pages of fate over the floor Oh gog, help this poor child You've already used your child once.... remember? Cross Child

Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 16, 2025

Escape to the Arms of Lord Silent tear dropped in morbid pupil it shined A morning mother cried Her child lied on her arms FLOATING....FLOATING.... Would it be better to crowl In a corner, a sad shadowy form Echoes a moom deep in the soul Darkness thicken the mist babbles In the somber night that coldly comes CROWL....CROWL.. Would it be better to know how to fly A deep moom out of the chest Tears cutting the face What is god, this dark mistery That with his power, damned the world? THE BODY FALLS...THE BODY FALLS....THE BODY FALLS.... THERE WILL BE A FUNERAL AND I'LL BE THERE !!

Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 16, 2025

Disaster Try to Run Try to Run Try to Run Your Skin Your Eyes Your Bones Your Lies Your Feet Your Taste Try to Run Try to Run Your love Your Hate Your Teeth DISASTER Your Luck Your Gear Your Fate All your world is falling Down

Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 16, 2025

Hell is here, You said that But we all said, hell is inside us This pain will bury your idiot smile A lot of plotters with theyr asses stuck on the chair Telling ya :”Dive your money to the preacher” And all machines that created these losers Their values , Their Brothers Theyr fucking dreams All buriesd in tear deposits Your silence stinks move than all this trash Dredges suck oil from your arteries Tthe gears jammed by dust Taste of insects, hermaphrodites and scum The drug of your blood feeding this towers “Discgrace, faggets, war, ragtag, shooters, terrorism, and all that scum! ” Afraid....! Scared...!

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 16, 2025

NAKED LUNCH Worms in the shoe box Things that should not exist. Dirty and addicted dreams Sex written in a T.V. Screen Beetles and millipedes dance on the roof The table ready for the lunch Typing machine sucking the kiss I have all the city eyes Feed! Feed! Feed you brain and your blood. Hunger! Hunger! Insecticide is your new drug now. Worms in the show box Things that should not exist. Dirty and addicted dreams Sex written in a T.V. Screen Beetles and millipedes dance on the roof The table ready for the lunch Typing machine sucking the kiss I have all the city eyes “Beetles and millipedes dance on the roof The table ready for the lunch Typing machine sucking the kiss I have all the city eyes” Wake up your mind! Wake up your mind! Wake up your mind! Try to react! Wake up your mind! Wake up your mind! Wake up your mind!

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Nov 16, 2025

HATE I hate, I feel hate. Nobody can take it away from me. My eyes express hate. My body is only hate. “I’m telling ya: Hate makes the world goes round.” Hate in my eyes. Hate in my blood. Hate in my being. Hate in my tongue. Hate in my hand. Hate in my sex. Hate makes me stronger. Hate makes me squeak Hate makes me roar Yes, hate makes the world goes round. I hate, I feel hate. Nobody can take it away from me. My eyes express hate. My body is only hate.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 16, 2025