Suffocated in Slumber

Gruesome display of victims Of the age of extermination Testimonies of eyewithnesses Skeletonized bodies Get to know the truth Believe in bloody totalitarianism - - Sickness of the times In which we are to live Feel the taste of T.N.T. - - A synonym of power Of demented kings, of this world Hundreds of thousands suffering Unjust deaths Bursting arteries of bodies burnt alive The scream is almost heard A groan of tormented souls Heading for nowhere Avoiding their assassins A gruesome display A gruesome display There are heads hanging on the walls The bones crunch under your feet Great is the force of memory Punishing the guilty for their deeds Posthumously vindicating (Punishing for deeds) Touch the truth Open the hidden tombs for the world Open your eyes to the past Touch the truth

My existence Life - mixed up with death Obvious union As is the first into the second A fist pressing in... I am only The unuseful garbage here From the day of my birth As if I have a sewage I let everything Go through myself Unable to react Unable to react Fixed to a place Far away from the noise Of the civilization I suppress hate in myself The hate to everything That moves on Unable to react I am something not important Apart from all the norms I continue to exist In the only world Unable to react Unable to react Unable to react

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

Suffocated in slumber I won’t manage to return to the living Floating suspended in a void Detached from reality Dull light comes through the window-panes Any contact is impossible I can’t distinguish between night and day I am the outcast Faces are more and more distant Objects consumed by their own outlines Depression grows around Tightening persistently on my neck If you know my destiny Let me guess How many days are left Before I burn like waste Suffocated in slumber Suffocated... I once believed in the rubbish Fostered by dignitaries I let them lead me like a child Here I am but I ceased to be Suffocated in slumber Suffocated in slumber Suffocated...

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025

There’s a deep scar inside me I was hurt twenty one years ago I know the time heals scar... I know that one can forget... I know the time heals scar I know that one can forget many things But I can’t I steel feel the same Deep scar Deep scar Various cases are out of control On callings for you with a desperate voice I’m falling on my knees The situation has just appeared And there’s confusion in it Little pieces stick in my heart The faith’s hesitating Moments of doubt are coming back to me Deep scar Deep scar The bitterness is the bread The hope died a long time ago Where are those Who took away from me?

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 24, 2025

Could I kill my brother? How is it to take someone’s life? What does the victim feel then? Do these questions make sense? Swallow the murder We slay for ages Kill each others Justified by authorities By the alleged rightness of the case Slay the unborn Slay for pleasure Slay for money Slay naturally Taking someone’s life Is like swallowing your own saliva Crusades were once lead Now wars are daily bread Fanatics level off These followers of violence Another shot is fired Just around the corner Yet another manslaughter Swallow the murder

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025

I wouldn’t believe (If I didn’t know you) That you can fall so low When satisfying your animal instincts Becomes the very goal Every man is a master of himself Is responsible for his own life So when you loose your soul There’s no one to blame but yourself What has remained (when I look at you) Is a walking carrion Decaying flesh on human frame Walking carrion - hard to identify You have destroyed your body and mind Is masochism unrestricted? Slave to the foolishness The life you ruin just ain’t your own But those of your loved ones as well Expected no mercy It was your fucking choice It was your fucking choice For which you’re gonna pay The suffering that you caused Is difficult to express So the moment you pass away Will be my moment of bliss

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

False looks Every more calculated Lie is the point of reference Accomplishment through tricks Is always justified We keep on looking for different ways To harm each other Tools of mutral harm Unconscious damage The only stimulus to act Is money and vision of power Endlessly absorbed In the obsession of possession Further and further we blunder Into the alley, drawn asunder Lies, frauds False, tricks We all sink In our own shin Reference - lies References - frauds References - false References - tricks Tools of mutral harm

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025

When the light disappears And all the brightness ends A daybreak won’t be the oracle ...and the last Of the lasts The time’ll raze to dust... The filthy word Shouted out by the sick mind It’ll stick in shapelessness Like your breath washed out By the contempt I don’t want to wait for it So kill me Through I don’t want to die But kill me I hide my face in palms And sin in dirty conscience I want look any more I no more look with blasphemy

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

Something emerges from my back Trying to humanize my feelings Doing its best to help me out Of the chasm of negative emotions Whoever it is It seems to modify Remove imperfectly working elements Burst fetters binding the soul Jealousy tangles hair like a mouth Envy twists fingers Anger in clenched fists Hatred in bloodshot eyes Anger in clenched fists Hatred in bloodshot eyes I gave vent to fatal impulses On account of which I suffer now So many burnt bridges around Almost improbable to step forwards I can observe a slow change I am not anxious to punish the guilty I don’t hold the blind in contempt I shake off the infected skin Anger in clenched fists Hatred in bloodshot eyes Anger in clenched fists Hatred in bloodshot eyes

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025