A Leftover

Emotions changing from anger to despair Feelings filled with fear and emptiness How can I live to see tomorrow? How will I face today? Mentally - so weak but so strong Physically - so strong but so weak Which is the best way to deal with the reality? How am I able to get over this? The pain inside of me Outside of myself Forever stronger than ever Between all I have around

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 24, 2025

Synthetically Created substance Transforming proportions Of body so strange Change of reality By the reactions of the chemicals Depression and anger Replaced by illusions A beast revived can not defy (Emotion of) incompletence If someone refuses to deify A new personality By the reactions of the chemicals All dimensions of worlds So near but so far Paying expensively with life The consumance of financy Causing the endpoint of another addicts life Living in the wrong side Just for the desire to get hing Misunderstanding the meaning of time Playing excessively with mind The lack of mentality Change of reality By the reactions of the chemicals Depression and anger Replaced by illusions A new personality By the reactions of the chemicals All dimensions of worlds So near but so far

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025

What I feel But cannot see It's the fear of a man Reality of man and woman If I could be a child with a hole in my head I'd take my mind out and rape it in my bed The juices of my naked soul shall slow Then I'd be more then just a man Before I go I've decided to find The mind I've lost to the gardens of grey Where it was left with children to cry If I could be more pure and naked than those Who brought me in here, I could have rosen My hapiness out and engrave the name Of my hatred god to it Though others say that I'm often sad The deserted valleys and the sand Will prove with every springful rose That I still exist and be What could be more beautiful than A funeral where grief and fear of a man Are floating grey to the face of the truth Of the deceased

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

The great balls of fire Controlling my inner self Filled with a desire To take iver my rational consciousness What a hell is happening inside my head? Once so well determined - now I'm just frail Uncertainty of constancy of my own state Is pushing me towards to a suicide By being a leftover to this society By feeling the fear and seeing it clear Through the desperation into a misery Estimation of the last day closing up near The other one of m hands tells me to get over with it The another one tries to prove that I am sick Where to seek the truth? How to be approved? By being a leftover to this society By feeling the fear and seeing it clear Through the desperation into a misery Estimation of the last day closing up near

Submitted by MetalElf — Apr 24, 2025

The symbiosis of organics A reli from time before chronologies This supremacy of homo sapiens Among each other, over the food chaind Every head has a tale Some of them sparkle, some are just pale. Only one thing seems to be the same: Only obsession to quiet all other tales! Social Acceptance The survival code of our time. How to survive When all life has been killed or is going to die? No feelings, no sympathy or mercy Only Economy, greedness and efficiency The race to reach huge amounts of currencies Senseless competition over selfish benefits [lead: Hannuksela] Evolutions dreadful mistake A being who's able to hate Fortunetely it's going to vanish By deeds of it's own hands Every head has a tale; Some of them sparkle, some are just pale. Only one thing seems to be the same: Only obsession to quiet all other tales! Social Acceptance The survival code of our time. How to survive When all life has been killed or is going to die?

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

Lack of success in the start Umbilical cord around neck Whispers (from the other side) heard for the first time Summoning to a stable state Unsuccessfully died for the first time Body holding enough life to survive Too long without oxygen Major braindamage created Just survived from the death Unable to communicate Totally unsucceeded as a child No-one to care for or to live by Totally unsucceeded life Nothing to live for - no way to die Life's passing by - Institutionalized Can't understand when to feel good or bad Parents passed away in an ancient Relatives couldn't take the shame Pushed in orphanage all alone Left in there without a friendly soul Totally unsucceeded as a child No-one to care for or to live by Totally unsucceeded life Nothing to live for - no way to die From institution to another Meaningless transportation of disabled

Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 24, 2025

Dreams for perfect descendants Giving role models for imitation of boring lives No room for creativity Forced acceptance below parents eyes Acceptation - an adult ord for mass slavery Expectations - no humanity left in those beings Activity under parental advisory For fathersglories, for mothers prides Hobbies teach how to live a life In this rotting society of our time Acceptation - an adult ord for mass slavery Expectations - no humanity left in those beings Inclination to artistical nature Suppressed by general views of social behaviour Tendency for original ways of lives Destroyed as an unbelieving deceiver

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 24, 2025

Day by day, every morning To the same place he arrives Same clothes, same old hat A bottle in a paper bag People going to work Or to buy a newspaper They never wonder why Does he sit here He used to have a life All he has are memories And people passing by His name is known That's all they want to know Just looking to somewhere else Thinking (about) problems of their own Then one day the place was emptied No bottle, no man or paperbag Still something in there reminds of him An abandoned ol wretched hat... Something that has always Been in there and gone Almost everything's unchanged Life is just the same People go to work Or to buy a newspaper They just wonder why Does he (usually) sit in there He used to have ambitions He use to have a life All he has are memories And people passing by

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 24, 2025

Flick of the dead, life's passing by eyes There's only pain and everything flies Remembering the moment of birth and pain When memories end it feels like the same Bleeding Completely red Internal organs are outside From their shell Skin cut with a knife, an guts are outside Made part of a machine, it's impossible to shout Sudden sharp pain, bloodpressure decreasing inside the veins Slowly blacking out in the brains all is starting to fade Feeling Completely pale Inner thoughts are outside From their shell Chaos taking over in the operating-room Mistake that was made with an improvement tool Cut wrong in a deadly position Nightmare of every surgeon Voices going every moment more far away Mind is starting to turn to grey Flash of the brightest light never seen... Total darkness and calmness

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 24, 2025

People of nature. Children of the sun. Dancing around the campfire Beating to their drums In their minds they have one desire How to reach the knowledge of an eternal Birds in the sky are their eyes Mountains are their protectors But snakes are always appearing In every paradise... Glowing gold is sacred It's a symbol of the sun god According to a legend He'll return from sea to land Strange people boarding from the sea Looking kind of weird But gods are they not They just want the land Woman an gold With the sand Temples are destroyed Gold has been traded with some toys Mountains couldn't protect them Birds in the sky. Didn't tell. People of nature Children of the sun Dancing around the campfire Screaming and beating their drums

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 24, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Nobody talks about her anymore They all have thoughts they hadn't before Relief and peace is what they need And requires someone to bleed Malleus Maleficarum Converted her differency to her doom Burned at the stake An innocent look in her face She didn't do no harm Never to hurt anyone Envy and hate... To misfortunous fate Malleus Maleficarum Converted her differency to her doom Burned at the stake An innocent look in her face Nobody talks about her anymore Relief all have thoughts they hadn't before Relief and peace is what they need And that required someone to bleed Malleus Maleficarum Malleus Maleficarum Malleus Maleficarum Malleus Maleficarum

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 24, 2025