The Death of Rhythm and Blues

Man can create a mechanical heart He can Discard the organs for synthetic parts Then he Programs the mind And thickens the skin They resemble humans but They're not your friends They are drones Without meaning They are fakes Without reason They know all the motions and don't deviate They are slaves To false idols They are cowards Bound by fear They think far too long And feel way too late Creator of death Reign down On us May you stand on A grave of our bones Our thoughts Ideas No one will mourn your death Do these gears have a pulse A blood that flows of the revolt Are they designed by love But created with a hate Man can build a face that never frowns But does it understand the reason of its smile Cold hands and warm hearts Hold steady, stay the course Course of action That led us all to here Madman took the wheel to steer Nothing will be left to remember the mistake We are the disconnected We are the disconnect We aren't machines

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026

I met the devil at the crossroads Cause this broken back And hollow bones Can hold no more Brief intermissions Between splintered tongue A defunct barter system I swear I got the best of him Oh I know I've done a lot of wrong And my mistakes , they'll catch up with me But I'll be damned Oh I'll be damned If I'd ever change the life I lead Cause I've got this noose that I call time Its gripping tighter at my neck And with each day Oh with each day I feel that chair Slip Keep keeping on Oh I keep on Carve my name in hearts Cause this marble is ever changing Take all that you can grab And when your arms can hold no more Let's see if if fills the hole In empty chest in your empty soul Hold strong My gritted teeth And when you've ground your teeth down to the gums Hold strong

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026

I've felt the force of gravity Pushing down on me My dreams steadily at my fingertips But somehow just out of reach I've traveled a million miles So What's a few more? What's A few more to go? But am I heading in the right direction I fear ill never know Oh, but I've got this passion It Lies in the pit of my heart Finds its way into the words I speak It knows the end, before I start As I tie this noose around my own neck I speak my final words and pay my last respects This burden of being these dead memories Are leading the way and setting me free Can't shake this Can't shake this feeling It's setting me free Can't shake this Can't shake this feeling It's leading the way and setting me free If each road I take Leads to the same dead end Ill take the scenic route Anchored by fear I descend No, I don't want to Give up this fading ghost Endless cycles Broken records I wanted a revolution And I was brought back to where I began I'm made bitter from the process over time

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026

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I speak these words With a serpents tongue Like the iron lung I'm confined to this I shed my skin With a sirens kiss Our mouths closed tight Oh my friend, the guillotine Has the harshest bite But when she's right I should of packed my bags Left my head behind Cause these thoughts are what keep me up at night I've got this hell to pay But my pockets have been emptied Oh, I've sang the blues till I was blue in the face As I delve to new depths Indebted to each and every breath Hearts on fire Sparks fly from my mouth As Dreams expire I'm handed my ticket out These old bones still move So I'll sing my discontent Until my lungs collapse Break through these concrete hearts This idea holds no ghost It's so easy to drown with this weight at your feet Hearts on fire Sparks fly from my mouth As Dreams expire I'm handed my ticket out These old bones still move So I'll sing my discontent Until my lungs collapse (Hearts on fire) With heavy hands and a heavy heart I knew the words but not how to start So I built my bridge over a lake of fire So when i fell the crowd could admire With no urgency in our glare We found ourselves collapsing into old habits Dancing with depression and pulling flesh from the bone May my heartache be your home And one by one we'll fall from this cliff Waiting our turn just because there's a line Living life between these blackouts Oh, how the cockroaches scatter from the light (With our Hearts on fire)

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Feb 27, 2026