Trace the Artery

1. Conceptual Decay Disposition in no light, forgotten Sterilize and defeat, any right to project The overlooked, with the martyrs, strain upwards to find Integrity lost, sanctity dead Understood that no understanding survives That with no one to lead, no one Is lead way untold, towards a lack of such reprise still, integrity's lost, sanctity's dead still with honor we claim outright full within all of our thoughts, brief in all of our claims on what we all hold to be our significance unto the world to never be bought until the meaning proves itself infinitely too much to bear to be right, as we celebrate, the age of conceptual decay it just doesn't fair, to hold sight, and in confidence, search for a way moving forward, were advancing on square one and losing all ground set before through the depths of civility, but seeing only what we spawn to be right, as we celebrate, the age of conceptual decay it just doesn't fair, to hold sight, and in confidence, search for a way motive to abridge, exhibition of restraint Disposition in no light, forgotten Sterilize and defeat, any right to project The overlooked, with the martyrs, strain upwards to find Integrity lost, sanctity dead Understood that no understanding survives That with no one to lead, no one Is lead way untold, towards a lack of such reprise still, integrity's lost, sanctity's dead

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025

2. Enemy The testament you pray for, is counteracting everything The surrogate, the savior, the undertaking straight into the ground Your dying eyes will never see your fate in front of you Fall to arise in the unknown, fall to arise no more on no account arrange tradition, of high morale but guarantee your place in self assurance of complete return a plea, arise a hope, arise, a light to clear the look of desperation from these eyes a plea, for closure a hope, to stand, to stand for anything a right, to understand a reason, to never, to never look away is it really much too wide is it that incomprehensible are we so far too the side that well never fine our way at all

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

3. Ever Again Resign to post a hollow ensign in regards to days of old Progress or a lack thereof, confess turning to face the untrue A passage new, a passage bold Wayfaring a path one may never undo Re-paving the ways, long forsaken Adversities never forgot Re-righting the wrongs that have always proved Undeserving of reform Resign to post a hollow ensign in regards to days of old Progress or a lack thereof, confess turning to face the untrue The time passed long ago can still alter you Custom disdain over the wake of your past If only the mindful felt for the lost, would the error persist If only the innocent fell for denial, once hopeful, now blind And the light, as blinding, and yet as faint as it may be Has lead us nowhere but to our graves, much like it does now And with hands shaking, a prayer out loud To guide a hand into hallowed ground For a genesis like every one before Pride forged, ambition in the dark Regret is still only a spark on the Fuel that is almost but a rhythm set to echo ever again Trace the artery alone And lead, in vain, your path to conceive the unknown The time passed long ago can still alter you Custom disdain over the wake of your past

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

4. Altruist Deceit

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025

5. As Eden Burns Through time, its proved slight-to-no prevail Through myth, proved a journey that no ship could ever bear For no hull was ever found, nor the men set out to find it set foot on ground? Their doubt they would not admit and so it was said, there was to be, one to transcend all generations passed through the undertaking, finally to end. Calm, collected, and condemned Confidence in stability lead confidence in disregard Stem on the horizon, the stern more among integrity With vitality unwavering all concern lies in gaiety Carousal, constant and paramount Contrition, due in this account The unsurmounted taken from the angle left to guide Such stir brings their lazarette quarters to find its place in ash Theres soon nothing left to pass With whose essence lived for you, and whose efforts fell to nothing The course, first charted off the bow Now, merely charted below Not only one, not just the obvious provides for you Not only one, merely reliance gives you no virtue The absolute now nothing but a crypt

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025