From Beyond the Vein

Lángok húznak a mélybe. Sosem volt csendességbe. Éltető méreg, eleven tűz rohan át ereimben feloldódva perzselő láthatár. Táncoló tűzvermek, vetett árnyak határtalansága a téli sárba úszik át felhasítják elkérgesült lényem. Mámoros álmok viharai füstillatú hideg messzeségben. Az elfagyott, eleven-halott némaságban örök szunnyadás fészke vár langymeleg halál ízét ontja ajkaim véres átkán. A mélybe vonz egy sötét láng. Időtlenségbe hajló idő. Szertefoszló órák a távolság ölén. Az örök zuhanás síkjain A fájdalom elázott földjein mélyebbre, s mélyebbre visznek míg fekszem a végtelen ürességben - lángok nyaldossák kihűlt testem

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025

Unspeakable secrets in the beds of blood... Fires, turning into burning coals... As shivering preys to the raining flood... Thus let this grey dawn be greeted the feeble decease of streaming veins in solitude's yawning, inhuman lair In a faltering voice wishes fade and die away now wounds of obsession's presence - burning me down taking the last of me leaving a scorched shell One moment of flawless silence left motionless and quiet in rising tides of a lethal decision the incision of (this) final pleasure was taken Giving into the drifting beats of my pulse nothing and none should be reversed

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

This is a daylight descending into the miscarried rivers of sorrow. When even words seem to be pieces, matching a fathomless chasm of decadence at the loss of everything mundane the clearest substance whispers, grasps my wrists to hold them against the surfaces of a lethal trance. Transition, a knowing kept always warm To open doors everyday To find the one that closes behind To find eternal darkness To leave the precipice of life To open doors everyday With damaged tissues, moisted bandages To find fearless, flawless, faceless beauty over the bonds of human minds. To comprehend, to subside, to dissolute, to dematerialise. From the highest peaks a nameless sacrifice is offered as a half-bled prey. To open and be devoured by the gates to the outside...

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

Swept through the familiar lands of passing Through this lethal sense of death's coldness I'm standing above the place Where breath shall perish All is complete The circle ends At my own will It's closing in Right in my hands In my innermost Tranquillity descends Over the borders of structures I'm falling into dissolution Nothingness and completion A deathly shroud covers, descends Tides of unconsciousness Draw me in their roaring pulse The depths of fathomless waters Of the untouched, black vastness Of the dreaming breathless Pain had never existed in this form These very last motions arise Nothing of these dimensions Nothing ties [dedicated to G. (1984-2011)]

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

Leaning against walls, perspiring cold being drifted, overwhelmed by leaden forces of helplessness inhuman urges, to senseless they push - pressed heavy on my posture thoughts pierce through my pulse unable functions to hold minutes of ending it all Gather around me all ye deathly forces Take me through the waves of bleeding I swear I shall bear it to wallow through the thinnest crack ever to destroy this body to stop it in a moment to never feel nothing anymore Unite me, thirst Divide me, ye whisperers of long days Wound me, ye rapist of years Despair's crawling on my fluid loss Faster make your way faster I crave for... in death it devours me deeper As I fall into the void take me through the waves of bleeding I swear I shall bear it! to wallow through the thinnest crack ever to destroy this body to stop it in a moment to never feel nothing anymore Bleed me out... bleed me out... bleed...

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 24, 2025

Enervate stiffening turns in its vessel. Lifeless ascending, a fatal disease, inside the shell of unease... absorbing. The journey incomplete now equals complete, I leave. Forget these lines in oblivious memory of me. Nothing ties but to death. Weightless. Bloodless. Deprived of structures. Standing on the verge of alluring depths. At the severance of these crushed threads. Shatter. Displace all life. Breaking loose, I expire. Vanishing is the state I aspire - A moment of knowing, the lair of Nothing. A body of ash, the dissolution of the I.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025