The Oculus

Go! With so many words we stand upon our dreams With all the hell around, it's exactly what it seems Lying at the bottom we can't derive our fate In the dead of night, absent are the saints Changed men, will change There's only two kinds, ones with truth within and ones with plague inside... I don't want to see it all come crashing down, down in the ocean Altering the course, untangle this weight and send off the poisons Mountain size the pain, if ceased would bring us sound No clarity to shape the lost all went unfound But with the hope of man, shine faith from all unseen Braided hands that reach for nothing but belief Changed men, will change Hope lies unlost, gain strength at all costs... Absent are the saints, absent are the saints

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 20, 2026

Voice reminds of where we are, in a cement city... Arrive We gave it hell and we find ourselves coherent and so unclear And I'm lost at sea with guides to spare Lost at sea with guides to spare This is the sound wave of desperation Ones of reminder and things that just won't heal And in time we will step away from this 'Cause it's the hardest and longest And in time we will make this all just disappear Let this dig in cause I can see the shore I think I can make it, crash through the door And I'm lost at sea with guides to spare Lost at sea with guides to spare This is the sound wave of desperation Ones of reminder and things that just won't heal And in time we will step away from all of this 'Cause it's the hardest and the longest And In time we will make this all just disappear We will make this disappear, fight on We will make this disappear, fight on We will make this disappear We will make this disappear Ones of reminder and things that just won't heal And in time we will step away from all of this... Ones of reminder and things that just won't heal And in time we will step away from all of this 'Cause it's the hardest and the longest And In time we will make this disappear We'll make this disappear, fight on We'll make this disappear, fight on With the weight of the world, I was born for this... With the weight of the world, I was born for this...

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 20, 2026

We've got to come down, we’re going crazy Feeling so goddamn unsatisfied Where is the justice? Where is the jury? When will we all be set free? It's getting colder, and I am not ready Ready to take on the world tonight The troubles are rolling, we should've known better Lord knows the pressure is on tonight To spin you around, ’round, 'round, 'round, yeah Will the winter ever be over? And when will my heart know the coast is clear? So wait for my hands to clap when I'm ready Ready to get on, on with the fight And maybe it's too much for you to take Maybe it's too much, your heart is breaking Maybe it's okay if you cry Maybe it's okay to know why It’s only disaster It’s criminal justice It's deep-rooted baby To spin you around, ’round, 'round, 'round, yeah Crowd around, crowd around and tell 'em now Ain’t about to tell you how Just get off your ass and run Run, yeah, just for fun And just remember to hold on tight And spin all around, 'round, 'round, 'round, yeah 'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round, yeah 'Round, 'round, 'round, 'round, yeah

Submitted by BloodShrine — Feb 20, 2026