The Fall of Rome

Frantically running through the catacombs of peril So far from hollow A nightmare interpreted into something so beautiful Flooding your senses like tsunami of light Inferiority races through your veins Monumental photographic memory Converted into self-inflicted amnesia The flowers grow in a perfect circle Displaying harmony and content As you pick each one A part of you dies Like each perfect blossom Inferiority races through your veins Never to surface without warning again

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Calibrate the virus Fold down the edges and call openness fatalistic Count to ten; close your eyes Carrying your dismay by the buckets full Dumping them into a river of fortune Up stream lies gratification Swim with the current Bottle your plague and drink it slowly

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

The stubble on my face engraves my lack of compassion I’m counting the grass blades to pass the time Queen-sized comfort awaits my tired eyes Remember me? I’m your satire’s locksmith You referred to the way of the sword as hope Despite the blade in your back Two days pass and there is still no sign of the sun But your wait calmly playing checkers with your gut instinct On the contrary to the heart’s self-imprisonment Your horse shoes fall like hail I hear your name in the wind my collapsible heart skips a beat You remain in my head only as a bitter-sweet memory I’ve given up sleep So I can pray for you Day by day, I bite my tongue The mental song is sung out loud It shakes the ground beneath you

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Your life painted before you Stolen by the most uneducated of thieves Her smile’s intoxicating So let me make a toast to revival I have enough on my chest to write a novel And that’s where it will stay until your ears are open for business So I can’t sell myself short this time A market full of used death beds The merchant smirks with a mouth filled with saw teeth You leave the store like your past, empty handed The needle in the hay stack lies buried in abhorrence Reverse the cycle Start with a courtship And end with the world

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

This dream I'm living will never end When I attempted to place your abominations into words You fled with disgust Lions weep at the sight of their own weakness The day's darkness overwhelms our spirits I'm still fortunate enough to know someone like you The waves remain placid and invisible Receding the shore with ironically horrific malice Caught in a war against the blues Lions weep at the sight of their own weakness The day's darkness overwhelms our spirits I'm still fortunate enough to know someone like you We walk every where with sheets over our heads Praying they won't recognize us You're a paper wall And I'm your wrecking ball The silence spreads like fire across our field of dreams Lions weep at the sight of their own weakness The day's darkness overwhelms our spirits I'm still fortunate enough to know someone like you You're a paper wall And I'm your wrecking ball

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

One day at a time You count your blessings Then continue to court mine So cautious you are yet you throw yourself into the gears with ease I’ve fallen into an ocean of deceit And you’re holding onto the last life vest With your back to the tides of terror tonight One arm at a time Struggling to set your self free When chin deep in your lies Traveling down denial You’ve lost your paddle in the commotion of emptiness You sit distraught and numb Eyes rolling back into an infinite darkness I will carry you and your gloom Home sweet home Hold my hand and let yourself go

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

Even your martyr wears his best suit to this affair Logical reasoning is something you should shoot for I'll aim for the sky myself Soaring above our city Your heart loses its balance and plummets to this earth Now I walk in circles flipping through old photographs I've been wounded but not fatally Don't even bother trying to assemble the puzzle For my compassion is missing And I'm canceling wishes by the skyful Moving forward I lose track of time and my sense of sight Visit him Lord and kiss his cheek for me And thank him for the glasses You saved me from his grasp and cleaned all of my Wounds The towel in the ring Alone like yourself All alone I sit and read your letters and I force a smile Soaring above our city Your heart loses its balance and plummets to this earth Now I walk in circles flipping through old photographs I've been wounded but not fatally

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Staring at a tree split in two Asking yourself if you can mend it’s natural bane Perseverance falls to the floor shattering into a million pieces Categorizing failures rigorously You conserve light by staring with your eyes closed Sitting there with that failed look upon your lips What happened to this picture? Guided by a candle you try so hard to see miles ahead of yourself A formal awakening experienced for the first time Hitting closer and closer to home with each blow Value your life Impressions of your face hold your character My scars hold eternal regret

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Poetry written in a tongue that only you and I can read We forget the world with one prolonged embrace Marching to the beat of a near end song Your crystal façade cracks quietly With the legend of the mantis still fresh in my mind I continue trying to give you the key But your foot's already in the door One hand on the phone The other on a blank picture frame Left alone to remember all the wonderful memories we Never had together There were no memories for us to have Move your hair from your face and look me in the eyes With the legend of the mantis still fresh in my mind I continue trying to give you the key But your foot's already in the door Forced to forget tomorrow Each breath becomes more precious than the last Drastic weather changes make me tired Hopefully the worst has passed me now Flawlessly gorgeous you looked in that dress Your intentions were more fair than your skin It hurts to smile when your indecisive ways Freeze my emotionless expressions Marching to the beat of a near end song Your crystal façade cracks quietly With the legend of the mantis still fresh in my mind I continue trying to give you the key But your foot's already in the door Flawlessly gorgeous you looked in that dress Your intentions were more fair than your skin Over and over again, I seem to lose my mind Like a leaf in the wind of the most atrocious of hurricanes Carelessly and directionless it floats away Goodbye

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025