After the Burial
Album • 2016
Collapse We fold in difficult fashion, pinions clipped and forgotten So we grow fray and suffer the cold Like a shiver inside our own reason Your feigned regard a frozen lake I’ll leave you trapped, I hope your winter never ends Replicated errors, we smash against these glaciers of mistakes Replicated errors, and as summers melt we just Find ourselves drowning in the flood We melt away at the summers heat, stuck between Our own ideas in paralyzed nights we kick and turn in searing waves Like hollow shells, dread echoes inside Reverberate in infinity, reverberate in infinity Replicated errors, we smash against these glaciers of mistakes Replicated errors, and as summers melt we just find ourselves Drowning in the flood We smash against these glaciers of mistakes And find ourselves drowning in the flood Smash against these glaciers of mistakes And find ourselves drowning in the flood
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
We feel so much better here below Down here where the eyes are yellow and gold We rot inside out, we crack and flake Nothing is better than deep down below My whole mouth brimming of leaves, submerged and gasping for air Let the earth swallow me whole Fertile graves bury me engulf my bones Eyes full of stone as they close Intertwine with the sediment as we sink into the mire Oh I sense a confused declaration We beat the horse with a sort of unknown conviction And nothing ever matters, we sink into the mire So I lay here tangled in vines and a mouth brimming with leaves Theres nothing to eat but she fertilizes me We feel so much better here below Down here where the eyes are yellow and gold We rot inside out, we crack and flake Nothing is better than deep down below Do you know what it's like to be inside separate from life A shallow grave for benevolence Submerged we grasp for light but none that truly exists Better then, nothing now, You feel the earth surround you as you fall Inside a new life animates itself We feel so much better here below Down here where the eyes are yellow and gold We rot inside out, we crack and flake Nothing is better than deep down below We feel so much better here below Down here where the eyes are blank and cold We rot inside out, we fast decay Nothing is better than deep down below
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
And I was over taken, over whelmed and out of control Visitors on parallel trails, unknowingly bound Blue solitaries deluge, though I felt that I could swim Sight kept on the skyline so we become builders of ships Aiming to be forgotten, waiting for the rain to regress I’ll never look back, nothing really mattered ‘til now Decades waiting to be caught in your wind And when your voice gave notes it pushed my sails We found safety glowing within ourselves Just two children waiting at the window for the rain to stop We found safety glowing within ourselves Just two children waiting at the window for the rain to stop Decades became wading but we were never meant for a watery grave Trapped in trivial downpour, decades became wading But we were never meant for a watery grave In solace, finding our footing, stepping out onto dry land Dawning a life of worth discovering a glow within Blue solitaires deluge broke down walls and I gave in Everything and anything I ever wanted really never meant There’s so much greater gifts two give, we finally found a way Everything and anything I ever wanted really never meant There’s so much greater gifts to give Never meant for a watery grave We found safety glowing within ourselves Just two children waiting at the window for the rain to stop We found safety glowing within ourselves Just two children waiting at the window for the rain to stop We were never meant for a watery grave
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
Ever-flowing white ghosts form on my fingertips Balanced in peace, dancing in light My grip blooms and blossoms forever more Incubated, in silence we find tranquility Distilled into memories, we shut off, retired among the infinite We aim for balance standing on cannonballs, outside the battlefields We aim for balance standing on cannonballs We slam on clay and dig deep, and labyrinth trenches around craters we call home Such an amazing defeat RAGE, I will put this all back inside of me Ghosts of my past lift me up, carry me through blinding night RAGE, find me beneath the iron mines, below 10,000 lakes, find me beyond the pines Now face your back to the storm, forget the shelters you would seek before Let your feet hit the ground, don't look back to where the siren sounds We aim for balance standing on cannonballs, outside the battlefield We aim for balance standing on cannonballs We slam on clay and dig deep, and labyrinth trenches around craters we call home Such an amazing defeat, we misplace dreams and study braille throughout the dark And there’s hope for a better future, and theres hope for a better life RAGE, I will put this all back inside of me Ghosts of my past lift me up, carry me through blinding night RAGE, join me beneath the iron mines, below 10,000 lakes, join me beyond the pines
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
Bound with iron chain, solitary feed me to the grey We dig fields of apathy, excavating endless burial mounds Heavy lies the ground I get what I give, so I die where I dig Never go home, just tunnel a hole inside this field of apathy Never giving what I could, I get what I give Never wanting more so I die where I dig Never wanting more so I die where I dig Illusionist grant us safety nets made of your decaying sutures and of Fraying string, wave your white gloves, enrapture me and send us ease Leave us all to rot inside the facade A solitary man ragged and worn I cross out days on the wall and I beg for mercy Were begging for mercy, ragged and worn Beg for mercy, beg I get what I give, so I'll die where I dig I get what I give, so I'll die where I dig
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025
Sweeping barricades red with rust Quiet this mind abandoned fields of thought Searching for meaning, wandering in opaque Closing my eyes, and let the color in Quiet this mind ignite these fields of thought Everything around me cold and still, searching for feeling screaming Open my eyes and let the color in We venture through time blind Running hands against the walls Everything around me slowing down I feel a cold wind pierce through the wall Abandon these fields of thought, try to quiet this mind We'll serve a lifetime of terror inside Wandering through these catacombs Sweeping barricades red with blood Quiet this mind, ignite these fields of thought Searching for feeling, screaming in opaque Closing my eyes colorless We venture through time blind, running hands against the walls Forgotten still searching the deeper we go We venture through time blind, running hands against the walls We will be forgotten inside these catacombs Truth will always find me, I'll disregard the meaning Caught with my head underground wide eyed and afraid to look up Nightmares replicating on concrete sleep, trapped inside a feverish dream Waiting for the weight I'm carrying to adjust Waiting for something to wake me up I've dug these up on my own, I’ve dug these up on my own I will stay in these catacombs
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
Eyes flare, this glow becomes our lanterns We are searching for truth, but find dust and dirt Though sight falls hard, trudge headfirst and forget what matters Caught in the trample of the tow, bones scrape against the asphalt Gaze into the depth and try to find the fire within I try to pick up the pieces, try to pick up the pieces Pick up mud and re invent these limbs Caught in tow we are a sight of endless marching and swaying lights We leave lumber for the need - Rebuild this broken body Lumber for the need - rebuild this broken soul Try to pick up the pieces, but timber becoming decay Excavate bone and sculpt mud into limbs, following the sequence Leave a little bit of ourselves behind with every step Broken teeth fractured and spread out Blending in the scene hands swell and branches break becoming lumber for the need This glow becomes our lanterns, though sight falls hard Trudge headfirst and forget what matters Gaze the depth and try to find fire within pick up mud and re invent these broken limbs Forcefully held down, friction burns our bones that scrape against the asphalt Forcefully held down, fragments of our broken teeth spread out around us Forcefully held down try to pick up all the pieces, become decay
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
I’ve watched the lamplights fade, a flare trembles and quivers that kept me safe warm concrete streets, I used to call home laid in brick and broken stone so a merchant I'll stay staying caught in the sway of the break set aflame, set aflame, set aflame Oh the sand covers me, grains the colors of ash they follow me here, I'll never leave, anchors of memories melting iron made of hours forged through eras hanging fire trapped in glass bulbs bludgeon toxic burdens and unearth my roots flip me over and set me free I’ve watched the lamplights fade, a flare trembles and quivers that kept me safe warm concrete streets, I used to call home laid in brick and broken stone so a merchant I'll stay staying caught in the sway of the break set aflame, set aflame, set aflame the sunlight fades and we still feel safe settled like worn beacons fought in the flow Lift the tide, and let the stoic moon still guide me charmed by glow we follow and forget to even ask why we're here become the practice by accident, we become the practice by accident as time flows by it phases our lights, castaway, castaway swept away not forgotten, so we will set aflame caught in the break All will be set aflame, all set aflame
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
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