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Madame Pauline She’s dressed up to the nines Walking in her realm Everybody shines Marguerite Goes across the street “Hello, regards Meet me afterwards” Madame Alice On a broad-leave curb Her baby-face Never saw the suburb Annabelle Arranges her white veil Keeping up a weft Which subordinates her breath Bore! The earth Tonight will burn. Bore! The rings, Her fingers hurt. Bore! The mind In magazines. Bore! The necklace. No pristine
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
The girl that I saw in a marble dress A zoom and a click, now she’s mine I guess She was the big draw, her body was stolen A zoom and a click, and my eyes were all swollen She comes and go and comes and go, she never lets up A zoom and a click, a flash and a clack My dream, my star, my hero and the object of my lust A bloom oh so chic, she’s from the upper-crust I need to get the focus right The thing that I swallowed in my marble mouth A zoom and a click now my fingers are aroused She’s my Nirvana no doubt, my double exposure A zoom and a click, I invade like a soldier Glimpse of a shout: the eye for the main chance A bloom oh so chic she’s now completely in my lens I need to get the focus right Hushed are the voices, that broke the evening gloom Shattered in a sweater and waiting in a room All by my own with absent light and day Reflecting who I am, a shabby-chic modelling clay
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
So he goes, he runs, he searches What is he looking for? This little something called modernity Which frees all fashion from the verses, The transitional, the fleeting The contingent : the half-dead art Mysterious beauty of human life Elegant beauty of a modern flagship And today, no attitude, no expression, no grim Which fashion destroys, which fashion hunts down And today no goddess, no nymph, no parade Which fashion destroys to a simple masquerade. A world of mirrors, Intoxicating windows Deathly pale models A new myth of Orpheus No sense of modesty No feelings, no embrace Imposed charm, terrible perfume Quack remedy to be lulled I shape, I cut: conceive I lay the tissue on her skin I hope her not to leave On stage: ready to spin I look, I give the eye I torment the absent mass I crow, I leap and cry And feather’s one’s own nest
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
Everyone around me seems so tall So much taller than me Yet I'm the only one who seems to fall Fall so miserably This place is full of shit Caught up in this ignorance Can't get over it I'm fucking done with all of this We can't escape We're blind from the truth I know this world has gone to waste We only live the lies we've borrowed Now failure is all that I can taste I've never felt so fucking hollow Everything seems pointless to me now Now that I can see This web of lies they just can't live without God it's killing me Suffocate and twist Choking from the lies they spit Can't survive this shit When ignorance is fucking bliss What I wouldn't give to feel alive I cannot take this anymore But I can't escape this broken life Just leave my pieces on the floor Everything is lost and dead inside Give me strength to close the door I hate this fucking place I wish it'd all just be erased
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 14, 2026
You are the light Heartbeat is steady and conscious upright He sought his mentors eye, his diamond strike Reflection is greedy and voracious: fright ! Hide it from me, hide it tight Heartbeat is ready and his conscious elated A god of a pride as Christian one’s stated Mirror is needy and vicious: created ! Hide it from me, hide it tight Heartbeat is growing and conscious with rage On a lower age, here to wage a chase He’s an ace in building a hedge ‘round a pledge I say: hide it from me, hide it tight Heartbeat is floating and conscious defeated History repeated, deep seated, vicarious fleet Living a in sheet, a cheat who needs a steed Hide it from me, hide it tight He holds a candle to his face You are the light! He strings his fortune to the wall You are the light! He folds his lips so he can’t speak You are the light He takes the life mask of his skin You are the light I am the light And the time has stopped in an aisle My twin rose to a smile Scented breeze of melancholy Now it’s over and I’m free Forgive me, forgive your shallow friend I fainted when I saw your hands But I drowned in your eyes And now I pay the price Acceptance. Surrender.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026
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