The Great Fleet of Echoes

We are waiting for the end of this abstract reality the light no longer shines from your eyes and the words that fall from your mouth slowly evaporate I'm falling through I'm falling through my mind I can hear you call my name through my descending dreams and I recall a world just like this where we lay hiding beneath a grey steel sky Holding the entropy of those moments passing away Now that you have gone to a world where nothing exists I hold your image I hold your image Silence is the language you speak to me

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025

Slow is the murder of my soul Lost in so many absences open in all directions Please be with me this dying hour inhale my voice absorb my life Before the ignition of the grey sky Clouds like airships set in motion moving slowly to unfold Inhale my voice absorb my regrets as I hand you this darkness wrought from the words empty of meaning Screaming with emotion

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

You may try to follow You may try to reason me out You may try to save me But you can never understand The way I have burned The way I have burned For years For years The sound of approaching violence the pounding hammers of depression the stifling sense of pressure Something you can never understand And Love may offer a brief relief And light may scatter the darkest storm But there's no release From this velver chokehold

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

The subtle hum of machines underground a cosmic journey through the volatile mind Close your eyes and hear the voice afar The soft whispers of the chemical sun A fleet of missiles in the picturesque sky Your white body lying under the sun From the open wounds the future runs like soft whispers of the chemical sun From open wounds Our future runs You are cold but your eyes still stare the passing bodies in the river red We shall wake you when the moment comes With soft whispers of the chemical sun From open wounds Our future runs

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

The closing darkness a mouthful of your chloroform Drifting inwards all features liquify The equation of all the goodbyes will soon open for you I lost the cypher into your voided world Do you still remember Do you still feel the pain The unseen hands holding our throats The cold needle pushing through the tongue Above the mute stars blazing high and numb The silent witness for the amputation of dreams I was lost into your voided world I was lost into your chloroform

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

And life spins in slow motion faded pictures of you lie scattered all over the floor Sedatives and memories the daylight left behind Searing into grey opium dreams I held the moment the wordless sequence Saw the death of reason the endless Spiral down Years ago through our futile juvenile eyes We watched as the days caught fire The constant noise of the burning world Growing ever louder and louder I held the moment the wordless sequence Saw the death of reason the endless Spiral down Down Down Down There's a place where the wounds grow Beyond the reach of words Where the dreams lie suspended in slow motion Breathing in and out these pictures come in violent repetition Somewhere down in the immaculate depths Distorted and false You come to me With open arms

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

Another me Another you We wear the best of our masks in this masquerade Of the all-lost emotion of all decay We stand apart Infected by the sick world in satin longues in velvet rooms the symptoms growing worse Camouflaged among the empty Court jesters Lost kings This is life This is life This is life We take from you

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

You set me free Flowing through the Lethean sea Turning away All that I've been A touch of your ultimate void Burning away All that I've been Oblivion You taste of medicine and foul rooms of the black sleep Inside your room it will all be so different It will soon be over It will be painless

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

When we have used all of our mistakes When we have lost the faith on ourselves How deep is the darkness How frail is your mind Are you far or close to your dreams? Watery-eyed and broken in a life of decay Do you think you are free? Living to wither We cut ourselves to fit into the world's grey machine Gathering memories Frail evidence Falling pieces Oblique fragments Traces of a purpose Our voices echo the shattered freedom Do you hear these words I say Flying through the mouth Burning through the head Set fire into your soul and never let go Do you see them Do you hear them These words moving through the air Are you far or close to your deepest dreams? Do you think you are free? Overhead in a broad formation out through the smothered hearts of men come the great fleet of echoes in spasms full of life all shapeless and surreal echoes of shattered freedom The great fleet of echoes

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025

Blue Dead Skies for me for you is this all there is All of the courage All of the will opened from the seams The guilt The shimmering pain The fear of future endless blue fields The empty smiles at the happy ending a world of colour a world of hope an open door with no way out

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 26, 2025