Trauma
EP • 2006
It's the world to which only we have the right Although only one gene differents us from fly Ideas, values created in one goal Next curtains to hide the craving for power When the paradise and hell permeat And you don't even know if you are there Freedom you have believed, has always been a myth Remember, someone always controls your destiny For every balance of profits and losses Someone pays somewhere milions of tears How muc hbullshit must we believe? Even they have gots lost in it all The world which has been decaying For thousands of years And every millenium gives birth to the prophets of mess Mad man and fool might be a king here Man is only an accident at work Who will give us back the wasted time? Is there anyone to take over the guilt? The infernal algorythm where there are no answers The trial of comfortis only our destiny Every Day you choose your time Let your instinct be your oracle You have risen to wipe out your ancestors' stigma You are the key to the future
Submitted by The Void — Apr 24, 2025
Don't waste this moment Don't run away from questions You know that moment must come But you have a lot of time You estimated life for tens of years Joy happiness without bad events Subtly created unreal world World in which death is just an empty word How many times have you cried? How many times have you felt weak helpless? Sometimes unhappiness is a blessing Brutal memorable revelation Don't waste a moment Because it's one of your chances To find the real purpose of life Vitalism and courage decrease with flow of time Don't let you get decayed surrounded by false All you've created have never existed Come to light Neverending lithany of virtual lies Weakness is a matter of your choice It depends on how you will use your time Memento mori who remembers that Is life only a physiological cycle Your every weakness is only an illusion You are master lord of your last days
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025
Desensitized by the values of life Maligned and despaired by government lies Revenge is so strong I taste it on my tongue My gun will be Your angel of mercy Dislocated by the eyes of disdain Abused beyond recognition I can't hope with The madness abounding Blasts in my head Of gunfire resounding Firing relentless Killing the senses I've got no more goddamn regrets I've got no more goddamn respects I am the thorn In your eye I am the thorn In your eye [X2] [Repeat second verse] I've got no more goddamn regrets I've got no more goddamn respects [X3]
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Nov 13, 2025
They think they know who I am All they know is I love to kill Face down, dead on the ground Find me before another is found I come alive in the darkness Left murdered and nameless Dead unburied and rotten Half eaten by insects She was so beautiful I had to kill her Tied her up Taped her mouth shut Couldn't scream Raped violently Rope tight, around her throat Her body twitches as she chokes Strangulation caused her death just like all the others Raped before and after death stripped, naked, tortured They're all dead, they're all Dead They're all dead, by strangulation I come alive in the darkness Left murdered and nameless Dead unburied and rotten Half eaten by insects It Felt so good to kill I took their lives away 7 dead, lying rotten Unburied victims their naked body putrefy Strangulation caused her death Just like all the others Raped before and after death Stripped, naked, tortured They're all dead, they're all dead They're all dead, by strangulation I come alive in the darkness Left murdered and nameless Dead unburied and rotten Half eaten by insects They think they know who I am All they know is I love to kill Face down, dead on the ground Find me before another is found
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Nov 13, 2025
Blind man ask me forgiveness I won't deny myself Disrespect you have given Your suffering's my wealth I feed off pain, force fed to love it And now I swallow whole I'll never live in the past Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Burn my fist to the concrete My fear is my strength Power, rage unbound because Been pounded by the streets Cyanide blood burns down the skyline Hatred is purity The bullet connects at last Let freedom ring with a shotgun blast Scarred Pour the salt in the wound Unscarred
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 13, 2025
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