Construality

Welcome to my world of pain Enter and nothing will be the same Abandon alt your hatred and grief, ‘cause here my wilt is your command You won't feel anything, except desperation Can't escape my wrath. Your will is broken, Shattered like a piece of glass You're trapped, trapped, caught within me Nowhere to ran and nowhere to hide You'II never, never ever be yourself again Forever lost In my own private hell You won't be able to assemble The fragments of your exploded ego You thought to be strong, But your weakness was revealed by me To be the king over everything, Denying your own smallness Naked and depraved you crawl before me, To receive your punishment

Gracefully looking up to your idols, you get fulfillment in emulating them. Their seeming philosophy of life more and more becomes a part of you. Decadent behaviour and hypocritical laughter, in their eyes the greed for fame; Sooner or later you´ll recognize that this truth is full of lies. Free your consciousness and breathe the scent of truth. It is time to strengthen your individuality. Look around and tell me what do you see ! Truth and illusion - it`s construality. I’m struggling to find the right words, words you hear and understand. Ignorance and foolish prejudices are blinding the peoples’ reason. But I will scream until you listen, enslaving your thoughts from apathy. There's no obstacle, there's no border, no excuse that could stop me. I’m searching for answers still unfound. Words and lies keep circling around. Don't try to understand – just live your way. Raise your head above the clay!

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025

Surrounded by quietness and silence, you look into the face of that creature which once gave delight. It seems to you unreal and slowly blurring inside the mirror of life. You spoke and wanted to be silent. You loved but deceived yourself. Caught in a thousand illusions, your escape was plainer than facing reality. Your face disintegrates in the glaring fire truth casts on you. Your own picture is impressed with doubts. The faith in yourself resembles a battle that seems lost. You destroyed what arose over years. You sold your soul, your heart, your reason. What once filled you with unspeakable pride, you did forsake. Out of deepest night that covered you, days of perception have broken. Your mask has fallen down to dust, your secrets have been spoken. Fearlessly forward ! Open your eyes ! Don´t seek excuses! Do not deny yourself! Straight forward ! Nothing to lose, Never pretend ! But remember your roots !

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

Lying in misery's arms, embraced by coldness. Lethargy fills my mind, stiffened lying there. The night covers my body like a fog covers a moor. Nobody is here to see my final suffering. Wishing to spread my wings and glide away into the black sky. Passing stars and galaxies, never seen and never known. Wish to be the wind blowing through the universe, icy and endless. To be the star you’ve always adored. Always adored! To be the moon shining in every gloomy and frozen night. To be the forest standing in the dark full of silence and grief. To be a mountain covered with bloody snow on the top. To be someone else than me. But these chimeras can never become reality. So I'm still lying in misery´s talonlike arms. Suffocating my lungs, struggling with my life. Death is near and I'm waiting for him to come!!! They’ve fallen apart, my fragile thoughts!

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Mindslaved by a lying system, betrayed and deceived By a spineless government Democratic chimeras they evoke in your head But do they realty care for their population? No! You go to the holy court for a thing done in a rush of hate But you are soon labelled as an extremist, worse than A paedophiliac murderer You have stolen their false peace Now you have to pay for it Do they know what you are thinking? No! You are not asked for your opinion They decide against your will, mercilessly The only way out is to stand against this evil machinery Now you have to pay for it You have stolen their false peace Now you have to pay for it Judged by false prophets They say your mind is sick Do they know what you mean? They will never do Deny their false picture of beautiful harmony Their wails are already closing in Tear them down and show them your rage Defeat them with their own weapon: Indifference! Now you have paid tor it!

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

The day is facing its end and the night rises from the foggy valleys. The wind rushes through the tops of the swaying trees to lose itself in the vastness of the eternal horizon. But in this night, everything that so far just happened in his dreams, becomes real. The sparse light of a candle illuminates the chamber and like every night he is deeply absorbed in his volumes of forgotten lore to dive into other worlds. Together with his heroes he sails the seven seas, climbs the highest mountains on the search for infinite glory. Clouds give way to his path - the path only he is able to walk. If you take a look at the stars, then trust your eyes ‘cause you will see him. He’s the one who walks the nocturnal skies. Led by an invisible hand he runs out into the nocturnal world. Step by step his feet carry him without knowing any destination. The moon throws bizarre shadows onto earth and a lonely hawk glides above his head. How much he wishes to stare at the world from above. Before having ended this thought he suddenly rises towards the skies. The voyage leads him over the sleeping town, passing streets, towers and houses. The scant light of the lanterns draws blurred pictures onto the plaster. Weightlessly gliding through time and space. Never before he felt surrounded by such deep safety and freedom. He does not look back and walks further and further into infinity. But in this night, everything that so far just happened in his dreams, becomes real.

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025

It has gained control of me This torturing, paralysing depression feeding on me It leads me into deep spheres, beyond good and evil Wounds open and close without losing blood The only thing more and more declining is the hope for an end This iron claw - mercilessly throttling me, Not willing to stop because it is forced by my own mind - Won't stop torturing me And it will continue until I have rotted away Maybe we are Just here to die Everything is so senseless only death is certain Don't give a fuck 'cause you'll die for sure Just let It happen For one thing I'm sure: Death won't be salvation! My soul is hoping for alleviation from this agony, But this soul is burning, Scorching my inside, causing horrible wounds It's a dreadfully certain vision of my last days to come

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

Years have passed away - still his soul's condemned. Haunted by remembrance ever till the end. Blood on his hands he can't wash away. Marching through the fields of death. Blood is dripping down onto the ground. Kill to live and live to kill. Slaves of war - slaves of theirselves. Scenes of battle, caught in torture, death and terror ruled the land. Orders led their way - no return. Most of them they went there last, but how to die when life has just begun? Play fate's game to live, or stay on Fields of Aeveron. He looks right into his eyes, looks beyond his self-disguise. Closes his eyes but he can't hide the tears. Blood on his hands he can't wash away. Marching through the fields of death. Blood is dripping down onto the ground. Kill to live and live to kill. Slaves of war - slaves of theirselves. And the sand rans way too fast, way too fast out of my hands. Tell me! Is it worth winning a fight and therefore losing life?

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

The day is facing its end and the night rises from the foggy valleys. The wind rushes through the tops of the swaying trees to lose itself in the vastness of the eternal horizon. But in this night, everything that so far just happened in his dreams, becomes real. The sparse light of a candle illuminates the chamber and like every night he is deeply absorbed in his volumes of forgotten lore to dive into other worlds. Together with his heroes he sails the seven seas, climbs the highest mountains on the search for infinite glory. Clouds give way to his path - the path only he is able to walk. If you take a look at the stars, then trust your eyes ‘cause you will see him. He’s the one who walks the nocturnal skies. Led by an invisible hand he runs out into the nocturnal world. Step by step his feet carry him without knowing any destination. The moon throws bizarre shadows onto earth and a lonely hawk glides above his head. How much he wishes to stare at the world from above. Before having ended this thought he suddenly rises towards the skies. The voyage leads him over the sleeping town, passing streets, towers and houses. The scant light of the lanterns draws blurred pictures onto the plaster. Weightlessly gliding through time and space. Never before he felt surrounded by such deep safety and freedom. He does not look back and walks further and further into infinity. But in this night, everything that so far just happened in his dreams, becomes real.

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025