Still Life

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You've been hand fed Then misled You've been beating the horse because you don't want to die all alone Who is worse The one who's feeding you lies Or you for just swallowing them whole Raised by wolves We've been raised by wolves Thoughts worming inward Am I the hunter or the hunted I guess we'll find out the answer when we're both dead My heart, my compass, my coup de grace We fought for so much more but always settle for so much less The dream is over

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026

These poison fingertips The venom on your lips Taste of regret And the mistakes that you have made Misery loves company I'm the death of that party Bottom feeder Parasite You seize the day I'll seize the night Devil lady, Release your grip You've got a hold of me but you ain't seen nothing yet If you've got the knife, I've got the disease I want to cut every bit of it out of me I want to build you up just to knock you down Fill half your cup just to watch you drown We're the best at finding all the bad We don't care what we've got It's what we do not have Bottom feeder Parasite You seize the day And I will seize the night

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026

Sent to the corporate gallows Stepping stones for the strong to survive Hanging from neck ties as we swing We don't have the look No we don't have the face For your new business model I'll be gone a long time, baby I'll be gone a long time, honey Overworked and underpaid Coffins for cubicles and I'm underdressed A wolf in sheep's clothing at the company masquerade Soul train down the profit margin I'm just trying to keep my head above the water It's getting harder everyday Becoming one with the machine I don't know where it ends and where we begin Remove the heart but demand the function All for progress and production Progress and production

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026

Now is the time we figure things out Or we both go our separate ways Have they taken our will and the thrill of the fight Or are we giving them hell to pay It's not alright It's not okay It's not the way things have to be It's gone on too long Complacently Comfortably numb The human disease Abstract oblivion All fore mentioned just doublespeak We're overwhelmed with the underwhelming Over fed and starving for more Buying all the pitch is selling If the good die young What am I trying for Still life surrealist, You've lost your way We've found the movement in the rhythm of the beat Our destiny is machine made Living life through these minor chords Taking the path of least resistance instead of following our hearts Flat-lined No we don't have a pulse Our blood is on the market Stock prices are falling The thief has broken in but there is nothing left to steal Robbed of each last dignity Salivating at the kill A televised rendition of this lethal injection Perfecting imperfections peeling back each layer of skin If this blood in my veins was oil, they'd kill me, bleed me dry Salivating at each last drop We put a price on our time We put a price on our life We put a price on our heart And now we have nothing left to sell

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026

Do the worker bees die on their knees through the time lines that they live Devoted to the red queen and the hives best practices The innate capacity to understand Decipher the blueprints to master plans Devised thousands of years ago March to the drum The trumpets, false prophets Propaganda the dialog of choice Rewired brains Antennas receptive to what's black and what's white Diluting our minds Stand idly by Find comfort in submission Assembly line editions From cradle to grave, we've romanced the idea that silence is golden Seducing the mainstream with my punk rock ideals Hey worker bees Hey soldier ants With tongues sharp as knives you must clench your teeth Speak up A revolution built upon sound bites Falling in and out of the context

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026

We took two separate paths but we didn't meet in the middle No, sometimes it feels we're right back where we began Disappointed at an endless world of impossibilities And the overwhelming obstacles along the way Facing barricades that warn do not pass Shattered dreams like broken glass So we shrug it all off and get by with a laugh I take one step forward for each two steps back I'm constantly moving but not getting anywhere So I start running just to stay in place We are more than what we have become We aren't mirror images of what we're supposed to be When I thought I had hit the bottom You handed me a shovel But maybe, baby we were buried from the beginning Oh, I feel I've been digging 26 years just to get to ground level So I climb and I climb to get to rock bottom Sometimes I feel I'm stuck in the still life

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026