Jar of Kingdom

Help me! I am watching atomic warfare from the safety of the moon. I am dancing sacrilegiously to the sound of infectious tunes. There is no sunset, is no sunrise, things on earth don't seem as they are. The opal planet I once called home is now revolving a dying star. Strange! Awakening from cryonic sleep I vacate my homely hemisphere. My soul travels on turbulent thoughts whilst my innards remain here. I feel pity for the ignorant one who leaves the egg but the shell remains. The severance of umbilical ties multiples his deepest pains. Through the eyes in my head I hear the purple flower's scent. Casting shadows in the shade Lusting for the gates of jade. Through hallucinative wealth I cannot comprehend myself. Sterility, fertility - the life that dwells inside of me. I often stop to wonder whilst gazing to the sky. Is there life beyond the quasars, will I find out when I die? Is there a being out there who gaze into the night And see our burning star as a tiny spark of light? Repeat verse 1.

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

The abundance of pores in this shell Manifest as I draw experience. Only time will tell. If I've manufactured a spiritual cell Filling each space with what I see. Experience molds my destiny. Life is the rezoning for the cause. My existence bids to nature's laws. My body a shell of human cells that contain me. Myself a kaleidoscope of thoughts that won't set me free. With each breath that I take I slowly fill the space which will be me! This feeling it causes me to..... While away the years and suck experience. Till my shell is filled and I die. Woven flesh tomb - encases my soul Changes in seven year cycles. Still wandering - does my shell have a cause? The end. A measure of my worth.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

Looking in the corner of a magic round room, trying to find the bottom of the top from the imbetweenal plane. Ultraviolet craniums glowing with seductive scent. The circus now surrounds me, attractive but obscene. I do not understand me! Can you repeat me please? A strange and distant melody. Provoking an absurdity Opaque, my existence from the end to the start. Numbing creation but creatively inspired. I do not understand me! Can you repeat me please? Particles of edis saloc. Taste the thought-provoking breeze. An interpretation of creation. Feel the uncontrolled in oscillation. But a vision of alienation. Enter into a labyrinth. A new direction to uphold. New inputs accepted. Then as earing the world still turns. And Mother Nature will never grow old! Purple. Angles found in symmetrical visions- impossibilities come to life. Edis saloc stripped from nature Severely severed Placed in a pyramid.

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

Unleash your swimming life. Allow it to be caught by science. Life's boundaries are being smashed. Processes in natures defiance. Existence without creation. Life without conception. Humanity pushes progress. But is this in the right direction baby? Cones. Not knowing where you came from. Professionally created. Who were you spawned from? Frozen you have waited. An after crop of technology, not knowing the warren crop of Flowing milk and honey. Experiments no longer restricted to animals. As long as you got the money. Caught in a realm of fantasy - is an actual reality. Life of mass brutality. You've blossomed from modern surgery. End the tears of infertile parents, embryo's paused in time. Is your life an endless question or an unnatural crime? Now you know, you have been told, the truth about your life. You're father was a sterile test tube, your mother a surgical knife. Unable to carry a child so meek and mild - who's fault is this? Our seed shall blend with science in an alliance - our minds insist. So now you find your life's an endless cause The endless question that haunts you - you can not pause. Your parents say they are truly yours. Answering questions, opening doors.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

I feel and I smell and I taste and I see. Experiences they dub reality. I'm living life's journey the best that I can. But sometimes I find I don't know where I am. I often perceive the world out of context, The more that I wonder the more I'm perplexed. So I look to balance and self-harmony. While I'm in life and life's in me. I am a being who is unique. What I discover depends what I seek. I with to travel without to within. To discover existence outside of my skin. I feel and I smell and I taste and I see. Experiences they dub reality. I'm living life's journey the best that I can. But sometimes I find I don't know where I am. I often perceive the world out of context, The more that I wonder the more I'm perplexed. So I look to balance and self-harmony. While I'm in life and lives in me I feel, smell, taste an I see Experience called reality And I live the best that I can.

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 25, 2025

once had a vivid dream, Where all was so clear yet unseen. And boundary less I could go, My physical form did not show, And looking down from below, At the people who gathered and cried, Came the realization that my body had died.

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

A captive soul returns. Limited to materialistic boundaries. Repeating the process of learning. As previous knowledge dissolved long ago. Bewildered by totems in nature. We quest universe reflection, but When mind potentialities exhaust. The answers remain untapped. Homosapiens terrorize one another. Conforming like drones. Homosapiens, molesters of nature Homosapiens, parasites of the earth. Concepts of existence astonish. Reality resides within myself. Significance is questionable. We're less to the universe than amoeba to the oceans. A mass of molecules and atoms. United to host my consciousness. Ending in physical erosion. Repeating the cyclic process. Is this concept mirrored within my self?

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 25, 2025

This track is instrumental.

Is this song not instrumental?

Like creatures in the deepest oceans. You are existing unaware of worlds outside your own. Disregard what is believed and fantasy shall enter. Begin to think of concepts that are slightly left of center. Begin with out beginning and conclude eternally. A mass infinite cycle I am in and is in me. The not yet born and dead shall know. Where we've been and where we go. What's to come and why we're here? But when I look it's most unclear. At times I'm lost with things I find. Is god creator or just image of mind? A macroscopic universe, a microscopic view. Variety of astonishment I can't see through. Imagine places I've not been. Picture sights I've never seen. Believe in world I cannot see. Those I'm in and those in me. Through life's torment, I now find Life may be a state of mind. Disregarding the impossible. We believe in what is tangible. We feel the warmth of one in a trillion stars Ethereal continuation - thoughts beyond infinite cycles. Are we just a chemical equation that reached consciousness through evolution? Earth's nature confines itself. But with cosmology - infinity.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 25, 2025