Vagabond
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In the abyss inhabited by beings With die hard old habits Way before the Tower of Babel Learning disorders Disagreement, warfare The fear of the unknown And borders everywhere Where do they go? They keep asking still What they deserve When the end is near Beyond mankind Lies everything else there is We’re grains in the sand Given the brief existence Who would claim the ownership Of something, someplace, someone else? Newcomers can’t escape the truth There is no holy grail for two Narcissism of minor differences Where do they go? They keep asking still What they deserve When the end is near Beyond mankind Lies everything there is We’re grains in the sand And hourglasses of life Come to remind there’s no rewind Or escape from this place Behold, mankind Beyond mankind Lies everything there is We’re grains in the sand And hourglasses of life Come to remind there’s no rewind Or escape from this place Behold, mankind Behold, mankind
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
What are the odds of being here? What are the odds of lightning striking twice? The problem with the probabilities Is that it doesn’t tell That some inherit luck A few more rounds, a larger sum Success So many sides So many dice Many outcomes Yet, it goes on Fortune favors Fortunate men Those in control That spin the wheels of chance Born and raised Amazed in a maze Players are pawns Caught in a russian roulette Things changed a lot over the centuriеs Still they’re not random as they seem to bе Some fruits grow only on some family trees They sell to you Their seeds of dreams that never sprout “You only aren’t lucky enough Try again” The rules may change And so the board But the game is Still the same Fortune favors Fortunate men Those in control That spin the wheels of chance Born and raised Amazed in a maze Players are pawns Caught in a russian roulette Fortune favors Fortunate men Those in control That spin the wheels of chance Born and raised Amazed in a maze Players are pawns Caught in a russian roulette (The rules may change But the game is the same Players are pawns Amazed in a maze Awaiting for the wheels of chance They spin a russian roulette)
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
The times are changing Slowly, but still Who can blame me for looking back? I never asked for anything Meanwhile, the streets are calling I wish i could be there Still they all look back And i do the same thing When is it time to move on? One decides the fate of thousands I can't handle my own Freeze! subversive rebels You're under arrest For awakening The sense of freedom (Freeze!) My vanishing memories Except that You can't prevent When the time comes A small crowd there stands Against this common sense The big media either ignores Or make them look like a menace For good citizens like you That work, that vote, that pay But everyone has a cross too I'm bearing mine my way When is it time to move on? One decides the fate of thousands I can't handle my own Freeze! Subversive rebels You're under arrest For awakening The sense of freedom My vanishing memories Except that We can't prevent When the time comes Subversive rebels You're under arrest For awakening The sense of freedom My vanishing memories Except that We can't prevent When the time comes The times are changing, my friend
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
Here you are again Out of the closet Full of your old fashion skeletons Pointing their finger On all that’s different Announcing the end that will come Once you wore black Once you wore white Always in some disguise But uniforms change Your manners don’t Playing the same old song Hear the trumpets of the apocalypse Ancient prophets now announce the end Frustration on a choir of lunacy The valkyries will ride Back to their graves again Behind a weapon or kеyboard A vulnerable biggot Pretеnds to stand tall Repressing feelings for years Everyone’s a sinner And pleasure disturbs Once you wore black Once you wore white Always in some disguise But uniforms change Your manners don’t Playing the same old song Hear the trumpets of the apocalypse Ancient prophets now announce the end Frustration on a choir of lunacy The valkyries will ride Back to their graves again Hear the trumpets of the apocalypse Ancient prophets now announce the end Frustration on a choir of lunacy The valkyries will ride Back to their graves again Again Again
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
A sound is suppressed Somewhere, somehow For some reason Not reasonable at all The walls, they have ears As many have found As soon as they got lost We sing as we walk Some birds congregate Around crumbs of bread A condor approaches The dove flies elsewhere But not far from there The eagles they spread Their wings and their freedom South of their land Ooh...oh-oh-oh…who-oh-oohhh The nightmare comеs more often It ends in a basеment again On a on I hold the key on my throat But I ain't gonna give in That I know for sure On and on As I figured On and on and on I'll cross these fields Barefoot, on my own And pass through defenses Made of ghosts Between the tombstones, then We shall score Score And then at night Amongst the crowd We'll sing the forbidden anthems loud And by the dawn we will be too far Far I'll cross these fields Barefoot, on my own And pass through defenses Made of ghosts Between the tombstones, then We shall score Score And then at night Amongst the crowd We'll sing the forbidden anthems loud And by the dawn we won't need to run Run
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
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The comes and goes of the passers The trend parade that marches on The most recent disorders And their cures The surface trembles in disdain Observing tenants passing by Signs of wisdom Signs of paradox Longing for what may never be The mirrors reflect insecurity To walk alone or go with the flow? The solitude still comes along Everything is a distraction So be it I would trade a few years To revive that same embrace That in the memory Appears to have been Minutes ago The aliens that need acceptance The choices to regret the most Things you don’t need People you don’t know Beyond the thrill of the moment A vacant space there lies unknown A black hole that gets swallowed On and on Longing for what may never be The mirrors reflect insecurity To walk alone or go with the flow? The solitude still comes along Everything is a distraction So be it I would trade a few years To revive that same embrace That in the memory Appears to have been Minutes ago It hurts to say so long But what matters stays Beyond the states of matter I would trade a few years To revive that same embrace That in the memory Appears to have been Minutes ago It hurts to say so long But what matters stays Beyond the states of matter
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
I’m no Stilicho I refuse to spend my life Trying to prove what I am And let’s suppose that Some would speak on my behalf Wouldn’t the end be the same? The verdict fills A case already built A conviction from the womb And guts that spill the pus, thus The birth of justice comes In the end The ends just seem To favor who controls the means Isn’t it odd? The odds are even Though we can’t ever Feel this karma twist Rise and fall And so I’ve chosen to be skeptical It may take a while Take lives away This undesirable masquerade If this day comes Be prepared To play the part alone All on your own
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
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