Sleepwell Deconstructor

Put on your mask Put on your gloves We're heading out We're going down Drowning Draining Blazing This feast is the feast of the rabid When all the sheep's blood washes off the wolves It'll haunt you all It'll fuck us all Keep you running and roaming Keep you starving and stalling This feast is the feast of the hunted Prepare

Submitted by The Void — Nov 12, 2025

It's alright, i'll sit this out...and see how bad you fuck your virgin voyage kiss the blood on the back of your hands, and lick the necks for the water you've spilled are you ready to fall? ready to break? i've never told you, but i've been changing the locks on these goddamn doors so you can't make your way out so get in that room stand on that chair kick it out from under your feet and let's get on with the show the greatest revengers it's the ones who got fucked so subtle the ones who remained so quiet as they marked their turns and the greatest remembrance? it's when we buried you with your glamour and a blank page because that's all you've ever meant put your hand on the bible put your tongue in this cheek this is holy gospel choirs choking on the dirt we fucking speak the greatest revengers i've walked in your churches your halls and your schools and your warehouses and i've pissed in your pools im starting with one im ending with all there won't be flags flying or sirens wailing distress calls or towers falling just the sound of shovels digging the greatest revengers the greatest revenge we end unbelievable we end in battles we end unforgettable we end in holy wars we ar ethe greatest revenge

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025

Lessons submissions inept yeah, i fucking lost them like my teeth expressions came their blood while the vital lost it's touch damage you're sweating your growth on a chart? i've seen results from emergency room jaunts yeah i fucking lost them just like your gagging queen she walked while you battled and i told her "get away. now" as confessions go, we're elite lessons lost them like my teeth fuck all, this failgiver is free

Submitted by The Void — Nov 12, 2025

Saw the price tag you put on your eyes and ears and watched as you sold your mouth for the lifestyle of a saint you got on your caps and buried your mug in that hole it's always the ones with hte most cracked driftwood imaginations that buy into the thickest of crucifixes the biggest of brick walls the brightest of whitewashes we won't serve any boundaries no borders of blood, no altars of worship no buildings of damnation no kingdoms built on rape and slaughter we'll never be sacred lives only traitors our war is the war you won't listen to the war you won't speak of the battle for the battle of the breath when it fades, when it settles when it burns and crumbles we'll be your traitors and we survive we survive

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 12, 2025

Align your devotion decide on your weapon of choice whether it be earth, water, wind or fire bleed true nature forever, however you desire the filters are clogged, nails all rusted over miles upon miles of deliverance scenarios with everything taken for firewood enemies luck starved and shooting agree on distinction with dissention amongst the ranks of commanding sugar coated generals who crumble and melt away always infinitely who will battle the beast? lay waste to the clear cutters? crush you destroy you deface you debase you your weapons will but, your weapons won't answer the smell of the frail

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 12, 2025

You and i we're cut from a different soap than the rest we got wreck in our fluid and it makes grenades get stuck in the talk we clean our own abrasions our own decisions while the clan outside that iron curtain still rolls in the mud maybe it's the ethic the lack of a pattern the thrill of the kill from the hunt that we build then again, it's all perspective so put your fucking guilt away walk down that corridor with your limit in hand and call out for the riot what did you do before your first night of bastard life? that's right you slept your full eight and pledged alliance to the most miserable craft i don't want to go back to those grounds we washed our hands, so let them fend for themselves we all gasp like an ultimate heist we won't sleep until we know until you know until i know...

Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 12, 2025

I haven't slept in shifts vexed and wrecked like the print you infect diligent honest aside from that, we've got some points to discuss they involve you in that furnace me in this program and mary in her hotel room waiting for the drill to drop hang your hat from that hook/link/sinker there's no outlets so you're gonna have to recharge on stockpile, grade A belligerence so i say let it ride on six wheels with seven days we ate our stark, nude ambition plated with coercion blood money in a collection box it's not wrong what's in these lungs it's not wrong at all i'm telling you, sweet charity say it let it ride

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

I know how we talk i know how we work this is hostility, deceiver this is hostility, and you can put it wherever you'd like amongst the curdled soil in our backdoor bribes under our strobe-lit crimbes won't concern me anymore can't arrest me anymore won't defeat me anymore i am who we are i am one a fallen fighter under weight of universal gun and i want your gold all of it because im no god because im no good because im your fault and just like another anticipated autumn crash we end with earth in our hands our knees in distressed walk alongs and our faces in dry dead grass yeah i am one i am your silver tongue the pills you take at your humid wake the pills i've always (never) done no, i'm not your saint not your flesh on stone this guilt in destination or your drunken bag of bones and this can't be your story, reporter, because it's all mind, all mine and you are not my angle, my distance we left those days behind so yeah i'll be your god i am my father's son a am my mother's child and i'll submit to none i'll be no one's cause this is alli want this is hostility, deceiver to be your greatest failure to be your darkest sinner i'll be your greatest failure i'll be your darkest sinner i'll beat everyone i'll be everyone i know how we talk i know how we work i am who we are i am one

Submitted by Warbringer — Nov 12, 2025

What's it like eating that lunch? feasting on that wrecking ball so, you've got some roles to reverse and some polaroids to bake into your mold it all functions on the same timekeep just like we breed below the radar under that fucker this is your testament some things don't get fixed no, team, they don't you'd rather choke on the sawdust of the 'would's' listen up, glory faders listen this will be the seamripper of all your credit fetish

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 12, 2025

None of this sounds right to me so, let them come and get me for this for fucking saying it they know where we all live as it is so fuck it come and get me try and fucking find me we're no secret i'd rather be a blad e in the face of a hunter than another sinking ship at the bottom of a hidden harbor of welfare water and pension plans come and get me of platinumized lives and celebrity scams i'm no secret, i'm just your fucking night we're not safe

Submitted by MetalElf — Nov 12, 2025

Forget about that film that one with te rounds we make with the guns we hold up to the temples we build and from what i recall it ended on a sour note just like that call where the rug was pulled from underneath you you're not going to last, mr. axe-grinder not like this with your general store know how and your future all lodged in plastic they make suits for your weekdays so that you can decide which one looks best for you to buried in constant rotation unending relief? with the culture you speak? not on your fucking life ( or lack thereof) guard up we're about to choose sides and get on with out headlines

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 12, 2025

Maybe the bombs look better from where you're standing maybe the chronic fatigue and lifeless noon-times are something you've been waiting for but i don't see it like that taking harm for health and blood for tolls your three piece isn't war paint and your polished vocabulary still doesn't get you to say what you want so i stole your students i gave them color in their faces and revolt in their steps let them call out all of your officials with half truth blindfolds and gave them reason to strip all of your system failed defense took all of your lab coats and handed them to the frozen faces in the dark alleys on these midwinter nights lifted all your padlocked journals and plastered all the hidden antidotes on every billboard that boasts your names, your cancers, your invasion techniques we offer shower for the victims of your presence, your ultimate degradation this is final this is seizure

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 12, 2025