Dante
“Midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark For the straightforward pathway had been lost.” The veil of obsidian shadows The cold of the lifeless sky The desolate stench of indolent Miscreants, born to never be alive "God in his mercy such created me That misery of yours attains me not Nor any flame assails me of this burning." They march through the noxious pressure With heads hung from folded spines Beyond the bellow of the triple headed beast Through miasmic fog of apathy Through the silent screams in their eyes, drowning beyond death in atrophy By their hands, their lives debased, as fate ordained Misery and justice entwined by pure disdain They have no place Among the blessed or damned, to lay to rest their weary bones Step by step, eternal journey from despair to despair as they erode This vaunted mission to assuage this wretchedness is mine and mine alone To reach the hearts within the cesspit To redeem them of the sin they were fated to commit I will be the voice that heralds their salvation And I shall listen to their desperate lamentation Billions of broken spirits writhe in disconsolation Crying out in vain, begging for their second death In agony within the fire, they grow content in condemnation Abandon all hope, O ye who enter here In the shadow of the world above Three heads bellow, all as one Harrowing beyond mere flesh and bone For three decades, I have walked alone So it was, so it shall still be Through three aeons of Babel's fall So it was, so it shall be no more Three heads bellow, as they march along So it was, so it shall still be Step by step in circles, so it has always been, so it shall be no more As it was written in stone, carved into my bones, I will always walk alone "The infernal hurricane that never rests Hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine Whirling them around, and smiting, it molests them."
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
"Beaten, writhing in chains Recoiling at the shadows flickering in flame Unseen, unheard, the perfect keeper of our little secret Slaves have no need of angel's wings Whipping boy, too beautiful not to destroy Stay still, not a sound Don't you dare to cry A hundred lashes for the tears in your eyes For the dirt on your skin For the sound of your cries Catatonic child, shaking, ripe for the taking I can feel your spirit breaking." Wasn't just me, was it? I saw their eyes change We were never the same I hope they managed to escape A hundred lashes for every single line you crossed And every time I had to watch you sign the fucking cross For the blighted bane Still flowing through my veins After all the blood I've lost Escaping from the pain Broken bones tethered to chains Writhing in the air, in subhuman shame I don't usually enjoy the sound of others' pain But now that you're here, it's so nice to see you again Hands that reach out of my foulest dreams To strangle me from restless sleep Abyssal barricade of memories, let me leave, just let me leave Let me leave Let me leave A hundred lashes for the crippling shame For every soul you defiled and drove insane A hundred more for every single sleepless night of silent screams in vain For every breath through the pain For every story that ends the same For every story that ends the same, I hope they manage to escape
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
"New torments I behold, and new tormented Around me, whichsoever way I move And whichsoever way I turn, and gaze In the third circle am I of the rain Eternal, maledict, and cold, and heavy; Its law and quality are never new.” Red eyes he has, and unctuous beard and black And belly large, and armed with claws his hands; He rends the spirits, flays, and quarters them."
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Oh my father, how I crave the colour The flavour of your human essence Save me from my emptiness I am your son, the only thing you've done of any worth Now breathe your last damn breath, so I can take what should be mine The saddest state of a man The sag in your flesh as it begs to escape you How could anyone want such a hideous part of a family picture? My son, he waits for me to die, after all that I sacrificed He's waiting, I know he's waiting for me to die Oh my father, how I crave the colour The flavour of your human essence Save me from my emptiness How far did you think an apple could fall from a withering tree? There's nothing here to give to you, why do you think you feel so empty? I've lived a life of giving nothing, taking all I see I can't explain how proud I am, you've turned out just like me Who will nourish me now, my bastard father? Who will save me from this emptiness? With only your dying flesh for finite sustenance Who will save me now from this eternal emptiness? The saddest state of a man The hole in the heart of a lifelong treacher How could anyone want such a hideous part of a family picture?
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Do we drown ourselves to stay asleep? Or rise for a fight we never win? Do we suffocate in the sullen depths of the swollen Styx? Do we drown ourselves to stay asleep? Or rise just to go down swinging? When did I start to beg the question? Are we even worth saving? Are we even worth saving? We didn't start the fire, still haven't put it out We choose to dance around the flames as the world burns down Another day, another goddamn circle to walk in To keep ourselves entertained as our backs are broken So damn inspiring for our pride and joy to be a downward spiral Same old story with different names Different hate in the same old cycle They're destroying our home for no fucking reason And you expect me to keep my mouth shut? Go fuck yourself Stay silent for the slave state, smiling as we starve to death Every day is a blessing Oh isn't this heaven, discovering a new rock bottom? "Bear your burdens with pride", they deride As they laugh while they nestle In the break in our backs Exponentially fattening, savouring every crack Stay silent for the slave state, smiling as we starve to death Spirit, society, environment in extremis I'd rather die than be remembered as a part of this fucking hell Spirit, society, environment in extremis Misinformation technology The widespread eyes of authority Selling lies at a billion for a buck To synaptic flux, seven billion at a time Tin foil flags tantalise the majority Unquestionable lies from authority Of false enemies, left and right While sitting in the top box "Bloody good fight, boys!" Prosperity and morality, could there be more natural enemies? So maddening that humanity can't imagine a better reality Circling down the drain to insanity Heave the obsidian stone to oblivion Heave the obsidian stone to oblivion
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Stay away, stay away, lest you lose your sight Stay away, stay away, lest you lose your mind Stay away, stay away, lest you lose your life Flame of mind spreads like wildfire Stay away, stay away, lest you lose your sight Stay away, stay away, lest you lose your mind Stay away, stay away, lest you lose your life A giant maw screams bloody murder Dulcet tones strained feral in rage In its daily beg for change "There has to be more than just survival We're too damn precious not to thrive Time of day and creature comforts Or the flourish at the end of the strive?" "When did making a choice become impossible For those so spoiled for choice? Why would people who walk as gods Insist on spirals of self sabotage?" Stay away, stay away, lest you lose your sight Stay away, stay away, lest you lose your mind Stay away, stay away, lest you lose your life Stay away, stay away, it's just how things are Step by step in circles, so it has always been, so it shall always be And so I listened to those desperate lamentations The spirit broke further down into disconsolation Crying out in pain, as if desperately begging for death To be spared a life lived in condemnation I lay thy bones to rest No more suffering for you, my friend What choice did I have? Crimson stains in the cracks of the skin of my cursed hands, these human hands No more suffering for you, my friend
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
How could I hold out for Something so abhorrent? A species so obsessed with sustaining their own torture? A creature so contorted, with hearts and minds distorted From tender days to blindly single filing to the mortuary Ruling from the rot in rock bottom Even those of us Godless See only war, Gomorrah and Sodom Three heads, five eyes Ruling from the rot in rock bottom Even those of us Godless pray for flood War is hell, Devastation Day Mega Sale A bloodstained slapstick show of mankind's favourite self-betrayal War is hell, Devastation Day Mega Sale Another day, anothеr circle to walk In this bloodstained slice of thе bloodlust life in Hell I can't deny I feel it too It's all I think about Hell built by human hands Brand new ruins left to rot in the sand Same day delivery by invisible hands All for a place in the world we could call our own home How do we know how to make it stop? It's all we've ever known All for a place in the world we could call our own home Geopolitical figureheads, dancing on strings like marionettes Slaves for the green, with the gall To call those on the surface degenerates A corporate bloodsport Colosseum for despots Three heads, five eyes Ruling from the rotten bedrock of rock bottom A vicious, oh so fiscally delicious, cycle Ruling from the rot in Rome Bedrock of our home in rock bottom The lowest of the low In the bedrock of a rotten rock bottom Ruling from the rot in Rome Bedrock of our home in rock bottom The lowest of the low In the bedrock of a rotten rock bottom We're eating each other How could we do this? How could we be this unforgivable? Hating each other, killing each other How could we do this? How could we be this? My flesh immortal My pain eternal Mankind's betrayal My shame eternal
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
Spiralling, always spiralling Down the deepest crevasses in search of the sun Oh the irony, sweet irony That you ever assumed you could be the one To pick up the people from their own demise Only the finest of wool for your eyes Charlatan, useless harlequin With your songs and your dances To mask your inaction Look me in the eye You know what you are You've never been anything more than nothing, since you were a child Now you have nothing left but yourself and your rеflection That's the gift of this mansion of mirrors Therе's nothing to see in here but yourself Why the shivers of fear and distress? There's nothing in sight but yourself Confronting yourself too hard, my friend? What's wrong with what you see in truth? Is it that you were stupid enough To think that they wanted to be like you? Why the hell would they? Who do you think you are? How could you show them a better way? You were born to be nothing, always Spiralling, always spiralling Down the deepest crevasses in search of the sun The irony, oh sweet irony That you ever assumed you could be the one To pick up the people from their own demise Only the finest wool for your eyes You charlatan, useless harlequin With your words and your comforts To hide your incompetence, you fraud But don't sell yourself short Don't forget all the lessons Time has come to stare the truth in the face Hell was built by human hands “I just wanted to help There was nothing that could be done Now I have nothing left.” Yes, that's why we call it Hell Spiralling, always spiralling Down the deepest crevasses in search of the sun Harlequin, self-righteous charlatan On your mission to salvage the scum from the scum
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026
"How frozen I became and powerless then Ask it not, my friend, for I tell it not Because all language would be insufficient I did not die, and I alive remained not; Think for thyself now, hast thou aught of wit What I became, being of both deprived." "Thence we came forth to rebehold the stars."
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Jun 30, 2026