Self, Dare You Still Breathe...
Step up, sharpshooter take your shots Two bare arms spiralling to the floor Beautiful blue veins thirst for Beautiful blue veins something more Cry for your attention, go ahead give them love How they need your sensuous touch You take such good care of me I'm not addicted, I'm just happier this way I'm healthier than ever, I'm superman I can take you out with just one blow Just help me get up first Back stretched across cold wet floors Quench this thirst for something more I'm learning to live for a new god I've taken lessons from the best These idling hands that once held Have lost sense to even care I pray for this fix
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
I'll make love out of you, and we will burn this sun on a blue day Zero gravity, your presence I am weightless Turn to this sky, your company I'm inhuman A love styled born to defy any doubtful tongues, expropriate, subjugate no more, I am whole These four eyes clash with lips to match We are the only ones, I'd bathe in fire because you're just that cool... How you've quenched all the heartache How low we go under dim lights How well my arms fit to the curves of your back This is jet propelled, so it will excel We've changed the rules most would have given up You created love for me, turned me to a man Made these dead eyes see, oct. sixth I'm a man Every doubtful step, nervousness dies with time Q. Can It be that I love? A. Of course you can love Q. Then how does it feel? A. Like you're drifting above Q. And if that feeling is real? A. Then I'd say you're in love Q. Can it be that I love? A. Of course you can love Q. Then how does it feel? Is it real? A. Yes, I'd say you're in love
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Self, dare you still breathe? Knowing, showing, growing this will to deceive Eyes burn holes through these walls These mirrors that stare bring knees to the floor Person is what i am is what i abhor, no one wants my love, sliced wrists it would seem so practical defying odds of nature why save you all the pain? I've tried to avoid me, but I always find myself And if i cannot use me, I may as well throw me out This pronoun slices thin the skin of self esteem As i am wed to barrel in mouth, i take this self My finger was on the trigger and i came so close tonight, my dream is blood and pain, face down in mud in rain I soak the soil with stain I'm sure i'll dream it again and again The art of taking this self is far beyond eyes One with cold steel lay this self quietly to rest I die...
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Held at gunpoint, at the expense of fashion Smile so plastic, bent on self-reconstruction These lies feed starvation, caged in your beauty For the price of vanity you are purest in form The ugliest of creatures, sculpt your body at any cost, create, whore, uphold this image I've now aquired the taste to loathe you Paint yourself the prettiest colors, feed this lie absolutely, grotesque in perfect uniform, so beautiful in surgical attire, feed this lie, standing brilliant with this body I prostitute this face to every household You may purchase this product for the mere fact that i've tortured starved and beaten this body to market this item, how much did you pay for this body? As i slice away another layer, i know it's not your fault We are indeed your new role models, in the cruelest form, the most beautiful creatures, how you have passed logic so many punctures ago Feel warm at heart to know you've gained so much disrespect for trading your dollar to bleed a thinner you, what are you worth? Is it beauty? Is that fashion?
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
Cushioned by an alliance of malfunction and ridicule As days count down and friends rust from exposure to exposure I'm realizing that i am the waste of reason Clean and serene, the dirtiest being I'm the alchemist in reverse, i lost all i was And i never felt this sick, bellyfull of rocks, rise to throat, this image never looked uglier, i'm not fooling anyone, neither earth nor sky will grant, i would love for it to end, misplaced my childhood, overlooked inertia This piercing stare holds more than lies I've now married the thought, this is not just ink on paper now drenched in life's blood Now drenched in life's bitter blood Stagnant relation of space and self Staggering toward my ruination These are all just actions to entertain the eye Hell of a screenplay, who i am? Empty arms, make me a leper, now ruin is my skill I will never be happy, i would die to hide Try to find a shortcut to love
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 04, 2026
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