Dark Is the Season
Scraping the Earth in search of the essence Metallic rock ore where iron is present Extraction smelters burn hot with phosphorescence Rivulets of sweat steam hot in the mold Splashes in magenta, yellow and gold Glowing sparks flashing too hot to hold Made for pounding, a massive weight Forming metal, a willing fate Power blasted streams engage the injection The mechanism reacts with affection Processing starts and so begins infection Altered shape, affected matter Giving form, an ominous factor Never break it, it will never bend The Anvil was Forged in Fire Scraping the Earth in search of the essence Metallic rock ore where iron is present Extraction smelters burn hot with phosphorescence Made for pounding, a massive weight Forming metal, a willing fate Altered shape, affected matter Giving form, an ominous factor Never break it, it will never bend The Anvil was Forged in Fire
Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 07, 2025
Joyride! In my dreams the world is - dark For the longest time just - black No light until the end - fall Witness what is hidden "There are opportunities within life... For gaining knowledge... and experience" A grizzly find Playing on the mind Let confusion thrive Warning her to stay alive Love letter of lead Directly from my heart Will send you straight to hell Deeper and deeper, look beneath Find the secrets that lie Raped in velvet, oh so blue Time has come, unmystify These outrageous events Break through the peaceful silence Into a fragile community Enters madness, insanity A season of darkness No faith in the calm Nothing but the storm Now it is dark Don't you look at me You have my disease Inhale the ecstacy
Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 23, 2025
It had to be done Conspiring web Killing me, the end Let me haunt you A chilling tale Street cracks feed Spilt blood bleeds Perhaps we'll meet someday When I get blown away Bringing forth the light Evil at twilight Bloody family Darkened death An absolute Depravity If a weak linkage found, eliminate Hear the city's fearful roar "Hello from the gutters of the city, Filled with vomit, stale wine, urine and blood. Greetings from the roaches That feed upon the blood of all my victims. I appreciate your interest in me, but now now I asked... What about your children?" Out to silence me Bloodied family Now I sleep The city weeps
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 23, 2025
Clawed fingers forcing iron bars Visions of tortured misery Semi-human tears of frustrated rage Hunched up in this fuckin' cage My emotions are artificially induced Though no further need to feel Now I've fabricated steel limbs Electro-pulses throb within Man made monster Morbid science Deaf to my feeble protests I've served my purpose In my veins life fluid used to flow Now drained and replaced With sedative substances To restrain instinctive rage Man made monster Morbid science Deaf to my feeble protests I've served my purpose
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 23, 2025