Awaking to Immortality
The key to mystery of of human behaviour Guards cruel co-existential truth Spontaneous life is a vision of a madman Pressing minds deride with hollow laugh You are just a function of other functions Slave of human opinions The one, who lays my way With the whip plaited of tears Subjective truth gives you strength To live in lie of objectivity Others' truth is my truth Your truth is no-one's truth You choke with suffering Rigid vision of yourself in their eyes Torment of keeping up appearances Is a whim's string around your neck You plunge in the depths of pessimism Inevitably you are going to discover The darkest recesses of destiny Groaning soul is avid for freedom Drives you to brake the bonds Bastards of human blindness As a testimony of damn truth Scream for puppets' attention Desist from your pathetic attempts In yoke of filthy reality We are just powerless actors In the traveling theater of vanity
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 24, 2025
Reflection of myself is what I've once found in you When I look at me now I see something you'll never be Sculptured by tears and winds of bygone times With storms at my right and fire tongues at my left I stand in front of you Look in my eyes and see superiority – unreachable for you Hear my laugh knocking down rotten foundations of your hideout Weak – scared of your own voice Blind – sleeping drunk with tears Pathetic – begging for scars from orgy of life Realize that you've never existed If people search for acceptation in reflections of themselves Then I'll become your greatest enemy Father, what kind of creator are you Giving birth to crawling crowd Where everybody sucks salvation Through the last resort – trust Which they've been presented with So much blood was lost Small – jester at the mercy of bored lords Crippled – never experienced the ecstasy Ascetic – crucified by imagined sorrows At the peak of the mountain Surrounded by the compassionate people You hammer nails into the feet and palms your love But bloody wounds belong to you Fucking self-created martyr
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 24, 2025
Hypnotic dance of deformed shadows The dance of morbid visions, demons of decadence In claustrophobic space of human psyche Wakes desires of deadly solace up In mad elation of soul Insane motions spread the redness Like a blood, which whiteness is hungry for Apocalyptic landscape, a storm of colours Winding lines roll, sparkle with tints of purplish red Dies Irae, fury of the flaming sky Cover your ears, my friend Because with the howl of hyenas Host of human desires approaches Schizophrenic sights bury calmness Unrestrained nightmares, dreams of the madman Every limit fade away World of imagination comes into life Paleness paints the deadly pale face Sucks all colors out, sucks life out Contorted mouth yells into emptiness Scream drills brain, crushes temple Terror, clouds your gaze Deprives of strength, paralyses senses, inflicts pain However, is not the agony what Your miserable body is afraid of Life is your worst nightmare Int the critical minute of my existence I call you, hear me begging Damn self-portrait of the fallen genius The one brought down from clouds of ideals Apathetic spurt gives rise to yell The last scream into void of the steely sky
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025
Sacrifice in the name of peace and justice Forgiveness at the war with depravity Altruism is response to hate and envy Martyrdom by the choice... Nonsense This is just a desire, vision of your sick mind No-one feels it anymore Loss of humanity Jealousy in the name of pride and meanness Loneliness at the war with reality Ruthlessness in response to sneer and insult Deception by the choice... Our live Degradation of human race, morality means nothing now Profanation of the old values, humanity is an empty word Springs of inspiration die, with ethical handicap No funeral Illusory happiness captured without any rules No scruples Insolence in the name of lust and contempt Apathy at the war with bestiality Cruelty in response to death and evil Atheism by the choice... Future Never-ending battlefield, Abyss, where your soul hurts Even you can't run away Loss of humanity The last hope is distortion, process, which we all feel It is worthless existence End of humanity
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 24, 2025
Raise your head, son of Cain, and look Where paths treaded by the blind have led you Turn away and find the forgotten requests Promised to be carried by the blind out Standing alone at the crossroads of the dead ends Without heavens above and no hells below Answer me, why have you turned from wolf to sheep? Why has the hollow forgiveness become price for your love? Renounce of worms hatched in heaven Spit the truths of the mouldy tome out And recall the pride wiped away with tears Which have soaked into the dead soil of your faith Break the disembodied altar Why do you choke with your own desires? Why do you drown in the stream of life? Have you ever thought in whose name you live? Has anyone seen your face before?
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 24, 2025
Greyness of dreams brings eternal longing For the colour of hypocrisy You have been pushed into the arms of lies By terror of your being Vain hopes, which are fed with your weakness Your fathers' sins hog-tied minds of this world Mourn for ignorance and console yourself with faith The shield, which protects you against real life Take a look through the tears at blackness of your heart And pray forgiveness, Because in presence of the humankind's crimes It is a blasphemy to suspect me of existence You are dependent on finding solace in your extensive treasure, The one produced by hundreds of dreams And conscious mockeries Redness of damnation guards your desires But it is just one of the thousand lies You renounce yourself to experience redemption The new vestment of nonsense, which is hard to believe in Faith is yet a sad necessity The attempt of burying your eternal loneliness In ashes of your pangs of conscience Time of revelation is the time of death End of illusion is our sentence You are of the dust, And you'll turn to dust again I'll follow you
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Hidden in the restless dream I fight with terror Dried heart dies in a torment of fast beasts I sew my faded pupils up with thick threads of subconscious For i sense that my enemy prepares the cruelest of blades My hollow look, so tired of suffering Begs for a ray of sun into the blackness of tear-shaped box But hysterical prayers raised to the old God Are just a frightful groan in the valley of shadows Every motion, every thought deals a dull pain to my senses Tiredness keeps me in the mental trance Irritated with trifle I lost desire for singing Singing, which used to take you to the land of dreams I balance on the verge of ma imagined world World of possessiveness, world of pain, world of loneliness I wish to scream, but my voice gets stuck in moans I am nobody, a dust of nothingness drifting in void I am the sinner – the cause of failures I am the burden – the waste of humankind I am the cripple – my own parasite ... I will be the messiah The liberator of souls Beware of me, the army of common martyrs Waiting for the ritual nailing to cross Under the mask of disease you recognize my dear face You reach your small trusting hand out to the memories So vivid now, here, embraced by soothing feelings But this tenderness is the arms of sick mercy Beware of me, the army of common desperados For on the bayonets of love you will find only death
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025