Honor Is Dead

I call it a phase, I call it a phase The bottles, the bottles are killing the pain I call it a phase, I call it a phase When no one's looking I'm taking all I can I kiss the bottle until I can't stand I wake up grieving By noon I won't care I count the minutes 'till I start again Oh what have I become? How have I come undone? What fills the hollow? Distills the venom I need So hard to swallow The facts I need to be free I call it a phase, I call it a phase The bottles, the bottles are killing the pain I call it a phase, I call it a phase Unturned to toll in and now I'm in to sing I'm in control, I'm in for a drink My compass spinning I've been making mistakes You can not hurt when you can not feel a thing Oh what have I become? I have come undone What fills the hollow? Distills the venom I need So hard to swallow The facts I need to be free What fills the hollow? Distills the venom I need (I call it a phase, I call it a phase) I think it's killing me The patches hurt me I won't remember a thing I trade in, I can force some empathy I wake up grieving By noon I won't care I count the minutes 'till I start again Oh what have I become? What fills the hollow? Distills the venom I need So hard to swallow The facts I need to be free (I call it a phase, I call it a phase) What fills the hollow? (The bottles, the bottles are killing the pain) Distills the venom I need (I call it a phase, I call it a phase) So hard to swallow (The bottles, the bottles are killing the pain) The facts I need to be free

Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 21, 2026

Life and death are shaking hands with no regard for my futile plans And I've licked the wounds and tasted red and nothing mends me now that honor's dead Life and death in every breath, I hope I choose the words that sell us best And I've made my bed in the viper's den Nothing can save me now that honor's dead I can't rely on this anymore I can't rely on this anymore I watched them weave the noose around me I watched them raise the gallows high Never saw the fools that hung before me Never saw a warning sign Life and death are shaking hands with no regard for my futile plans And I've licked the wounds and tasted red and nothing mends me now that honor's dead I can't rely on this anymore I can't rely on this anymore I watched them weave the noose around me I watched them raise the gallows high Never saw the fools that hung before me Never saw a warning sign I watched them weave the noose around me I watched them raise the gallows high Never saw the fools that hung before me Never saw a warning sign My face is turning blue From up here it's the best view My neck is breaking from my own weight And I'm supposed to say thank you I can't rely on this anymore I can't rely on this anymore I watched them weave the noose around me I watched them raise the gallows high Never saw the fools that hung before me Never saw a warning sign I've licked the wounds and tasted red and nothing mends me now that honor's dead

Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 21, 2026

Some men are born to reap the harvest Some men are born to sow the seed The lines between them are all drawn in The lie between them is belief If only we had eyes to see The lines blurring Fall in line if you're willing Defend these shores to the bitter end Everyone's got a reason To name the victims and the villains But who drew lines into the sand? Does anyone know why we're fighting? Does anyone know the other side? The lines between us are all drawn by The lies that we choose to believe If only we had eyes to see The lines blurring Fall in line if you're willing Defend these shores to the bitter end Everyone's got a reason To name the victims and the villains But who drew lines into the sand? Does anyone know the other side? To build a wall Between us all It's our downfall It's our downfall Fall in line if you're willing Defend these shores to the bitter end Everyone's got a reason To name the victims and the villains (And the villains) Fall in line if you're willing (Fall in line if you're willing) Defend these shores to the bitter end Everyone's got a reason (Everyone's got a reason) To name the victims and the villains But who drew lines into the sand? Who drew lines into the sand?

Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 21, 2026

My sails are torn and I'm lost at sea The stars refuse to guide me The ocean's churning and I'm burning to see What horrors await me Horrors await me Hold my breath Waiting, watching for a break in the storm For a course worth a chance But all I am is whipping in the wind For too long I've let it take me where it will I see the waves building out of my view I see the depths past the blackness There's no surprises left to throw at me What's another storm to sail? Another storm to sail Hold my breath Waiting, watching for a break in the storm For a course worth a chance But all I am is whipping in the wind For too long I've let it take me where it will What's the difference? When the sea has taken all from me What's the difference? I'm indifferent Hold my breath Waiting, watching for a break in the storm For a course worth a chance But all I am is whipping in the wind For too long I've let it take me where it will

Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 21, 2026

All the headlines read of tragedies Force fed to fuel the hate All the headlines read of tragedies Stones thrown to separate So wake up Wake up A stone thrown, aimed to separate So wake up All talk is cheap When from the screen But we believe it all All talk is cheap When from the screen But we believe it all If the mainstream's reach is what you preach Whose pockets are you filling? If the mainstream's reach is what you teach Whose pockets are you filling? So wake up Wake up A stone thrown, aimed to separate All talk is cheap When from the screen But we believe it all All talk is cheap When from the screen But we believe it all Further and further they divide us and conquer Wake up and stand up, we're in this together All talk is cheap When from the screen But we believe it all All talk is cheap When from the screen But we believe it all But we believe it all

Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 21, 2026

Our time is borrowed and forced We atrophy in your ascension for more The writing on the wall is fading Cascading down and blacking out our light We atrophy in your ascension for more The words are weighed to chapters closing The pages kept the ones who've lost their stride I see you've written out the lines upon the course you'd have us ride But what if we refuse to sign? I won't follow you down You fan the flames to torch the future While I watch you burn it to the ground You fan the flames to torch the future I think I found the answer to the question Maybe moving on is our salvation It's pulling teeth to start again Lines still remain suspend your sentence An open-ended story you would bind This ink we bleed is drawn from knowing You'd lose the plot in trying to survive It's pulling teeth to start again and again But what if we refuse to? And I won't follow you down You fan the flames to torch the future While I watch you burn it to the ground You fan the flames to torch the future I think I found the answer to the question Maybe moving on is our salvation Is this a self-fulfilling prophecy? Is this your self-fulfilling prophecy? And I won't follow you down You fan the flames to torch the future While I watch you burn it to the ground You fan the flames to torch the future I think I found the answer to the question Maybe moving on is our salvation It's pulling teeth to start again

Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 21, 2026

You've got a way of finding peace in being incomplete A silhouette you exhibit, so you'll never have to claim defeat Cause somehow, someway, someone found a reason to betray Maybe I can be your shelter, maybe I can be safety But this silhouette you exhibit will never let you be complete Cause somehow, someway, someone chose to throw this love... Away from this You can find me waiting, when you're ready Away from this Lay your torment down, cause I am with you now Somehow, someway, we'll find a way to love again Lay your torment down It's ok, I'm with you now, I'm with you now I'm with you now Away from this You can find me waiting, when you're ready Away from this Lay your torment down, cause I am with you now

Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 21, 2026

Blood letter On a parchment so clean But day by day the stainless Fades from white to gray Blood letter Penned with pleading hands A dialect of neglectedness I'll never understand She's writing red calligraphy On the razor's edge between Hope and loss and out of ink Blood letter Doesn't wear it on her sleeve But knows the brush and depth to cut To make the canvas bleed Blood letter Emblazoned on her skin A gallery of tempt and pain For which there is no end She's writing red calligraphy On the razor's edge between Hope and loss and out of ink On the razor's edge between A badge of honor Or a wound that's festering I want to understand Why won't she let me in? Why won't she let me in? A cry for help is now bleeding out A cry for help is now bleeding out I should have known that it wasn't a show I should have known, I should have known She's writing red calligraphy On the razor's edge between Hope and loss and out of ink On the razor's edge between A badge of honor Or a wound that's festering I want to understand Why won't she let me in? A cry for help is now bleeding out A cry for help is now bleeding out

Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 21, 2026

Explosions shake the city I thought it was part of the show A craven is screaming prayers In a tongue that I don't know Paris lights are winking out I can hear the city scream While the faithful are rejoicing In the sound of tragedy Find me one reason worth this hate One reason worth this endless violence Find me one reason worth this hate Cause I have 130 reasons to change This stage should be a temple Where anyone can sing Yet we are one divided Waging war over beliefs Paris lights are winking out I can feel the city scream While the faithful are rejoicing In the sound of tragedy Find me one reason worth this hate One reason worth this endless violence Find me one reason worth this hate Cause I have 130 reasons to change 130 reasons to change Parents' cries are ringing out While their sons and daughters bleed And the faithful are rejoicing In the sound of tragedy

Submitted by Grave666 — Feb 21, 2026