Hungry Hands

Tell me the beat has gone missing Tell me the sirens aren't lying Feet fail and lips laced with whiskey Death is cold but so is the void inside And when the clock Hits the two I'll take just one more drink And savor till it's through The dead don't dance So I know I'm alive But when song ends Will I survive We've shed our skin we were hiding in (We shed, we shed our skin) Our bones bleached white Our hearts worn thin We've become the framework of a disaster Oh, the hollowed out eyes Of all the scarecrows They keep our shadows Keep our shadows at bay Oh, the hollowed out eyes Of all the scarecrows They aren't so threatening When we know how they're made I hear the heart beats cut through the night air And when I wake, i fear this feeling won't be here If we don't don't go to sleep This night won't end If we don't don't go to sleep This night will never end I won't close my eyes I'll let the sirens carry me home Death grips me a little tighter We made it through another day

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026

I had the perfect picture To bring the world to its knees But when the people heard of art They couldn't see the forest for the trees And I want to feel to earth shake Every bone left rattling And I want to feel I'm awake From a people fast asleep Mirrors facing mirrors Can't break away from this Can't break away And of the ill equipped we're armed to the teeth It goes around, around, around, around and ends now Replace my sweat and tears with gasoline And let this fire burn for all to see Mirrors facing mirrors And now we're stuck Replace my sweat and tears with gasoline And let this fire burn for all to see Replace my sweat Replace my tears Oh, Time My mistress And patience, my disease My heart, my love, my passion guide me

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026

Our fears are razor thin but always seem enough They cut right through the skin and settle setting rust We'll carry this weight Carry this weight Carry it to the grave Carry this weight And as the cockroaches crawl from their holes They survived, intact but alone Breathe in the heartache of living a life in regret It's a crime We laugh and dance on open graves As the nails rain down It's like pulling teeth Grounded by our roots And riddled with disease I've got to find something that damn kids believe We here aren't very long No time in wondering where we all belong I can't relate I can't relate at all We laugh and dance on open graves As the nails rain down We've become smokestacks of men Polluting the earth with our material filth The wreckage lining our bones And our tongues bitter from the taste of failure But at the first site of that sun We need to come out of the darkness and step into the light Oh I know the house has its money on death But living has a nice stride So I'll play the odds

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026