Craving
Woke cravings Like the world perceived from idol's outside Followed complement Of longed-for experiences, execution of mysery Didn't you forget? Let's think About other reality Prosy cause of next Fall, conceiving an affection for hate Prosy event of lack Of fight, inclination of accomplish the equality It's prize For learning of perceive the world of lay bare the feelings (The only vital and deep) of lay bare the feelings, wish...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Fortunately you feel that once again - Temptation to oblivion, silence tears, gratification, improvement In the past it doesn't existed Existence between world of space And world of sufeit, brutality Absolutely entire contrast Conslation prize, searching Virtually, you have never used Assistance of visions - sensitive Exactly reflecting not - your thoughts But for you, inside you - real This is like there was nothing before... Just now, maybe forever you have more You've obtained almost perfect execution It's nice - conquest, spread selfcontrol Irrational top of unadaptation You see the great picture - You're learning to understand the world - Stupefying gradation of pleasured aims You hear perfect sounds You feel, nobody knows is that mercy, love compassion, craving or faith...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Affecation swollen beyond all borders You feel that everything's gone Horrible unfortunable moment For everything you used to lean on Another day started with Inhabited lameness You turned out to be born Without your face Next revaluation of attiude Not wanted now Weird feelings - though known from the past Constipation of minds Possibility of come back - doesn't exist Possibility of recall - doesn't exist You don't want that No sense in pulling this shit No power to stand it all It's a fucking need to pretend Feelings overgrown by ambitions The worst punishment for likeness You've got no chance for reformation - Consequences of not wanted mistakes
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Poisoning by venom of importance Non - priority it would be a gravity not to raise But the march of hyperindividualities Without any trace of fear of unmasking Inflicted insults upon myself More and more... Caused by ostentatious destruction Rusting scutum of alienation The first surfeit of the deepest desires Just like Shanghai at dawn Always ready to unite All possible excitements I built myself scaffoding Upon beautiful, illusory sounds upon beautiful, illusory love Now I will dance... Instinctive attempts of invastion (As one wish to think) the entrance into paradise That's plain absurd The truths revealed lately vulgar provocation Lack of joy is ability of symbolic fight Lack of other orthodoxies of "true art - soul" type Generally make the specific collection of scoundrels From under the highest mountain At least I experienced the knowledge Of feelings always turned down Nothing I destroyed, rather ennobled All primitive experiences Now I'm clear...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
(<em>Instrumental</em>)
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
I cannot understand I cannot fit Found reality The visions of past, love These are very sad visions I try to imagine Possibility of such absurd Deformation I reflect if observe of face Practically its shapes Could be so absorbing Fitting to those circumstances It sounds like soundtrack From the great movie Very cruel, gloomy Why cannot I forget About visions of past and desires?
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Funeral of beams, inspiration, practical widsom At last a crucification form afar of light Escalation of pain - atrocity, unjust case So don't try to open your eyes...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Grey, absolutely emptiness Spare plaintly tengible space - Here you cannot be alone Just like you tried You feel that your stick on from the remorse You drown in the sea of scorn You deprive yourself of trump, of trust, of mercy, of covenant Reminiscences of past You've lost them a long ago In your own world of scorn Sick, you have dared say That in incomprehension you're in force You've believed the cloaks and love tested in another reality Now you've understood that You've been lost the years of hard work You've forgotten about fight of smile You've forgotten about true advices, about mind
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026