Trinacria
Album • 2008
Turn away Distance no longer dependant No need to adjust Amplify, magnify and negate Bleed the wounds Lose the numbness Gnawing at the stitches Turning away Increased distance Radio-active memory Chained and shackled In self-made cages Fear of the light Not trusting the dark Repopulate Turned away A distance too far gone Towards the triangular The all-seeing Eye Leaving a trail of smoke As it all burns Across the border Into Neither-Neither land
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025
Probed and persecuted The watcher out of place Or am I Who is the enemy Silence or flight Shroud-red smoke Masks are falling Hinting at the truth I know now Escape with me Penetrate the walls Running alongside Interlocking hands Now she is smiling Letting the secret out This was not the way To freedom
Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025
Silence is not to be mistaken For consent Lack of commitment will not be seen As submission Destruction can not be treated With means of control Retraction is a different route Nowhere near defeat Dedication and narcissism intertwined We will break them apart Strength and silence polarized Welcome the newly bred Between freedom and slavery Stands the flesh and the cells Suffering precedes sloth any day Make no mistake
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025
Been down this road before Seems to extend itself with each step made upon its hide If there is such a thing as completion it cannot be found The infant and the dying sharing a seamless breath Not a single day has passed With me wanting to get off these tracks It is not a place of congregation; mute communion We might have passed along the clouds Without the recognition of two desolates Illumination seemed less intimate than he had hoped for The winds blow with no molecular embodiment Yet they’re cold to me, old to me Solitude becomes a trusted party out here In the deserts of self Yet we do not ask for anything Raving through the crossroads, spared of choice
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 24, 2025
The other side Of the white sheet wall Shadow movement It will make sense Rapid shape shift Maintain thought integrity While going insane Quantum truths, spatial defeat Watching the watcher Friend of fear Collision Mass expansion Magnet eye I think a fork Try to breach
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025
Looking back it makes sense Breaking off the branches Every old drop drawn Nourished through new blood Do I miss the memories? Before and after the storm separated me Travel now journey infinitely Upside and down the dream fields Weightless wandering I Truth’s tail severed and reconnected Liberated lunar seas Tranquil nonsensical nucleus Thoughts like radiant razorblades Travel now journey infinitely Gravitation push propulsion Further inwards inside Both universes unfolding upon themselves Bidirectional bronze imprint The individual insignia Nothing can touch us here Travel now journey infinitely
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025
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