The Best of Eighteen Visions

Sit down and shut up So I can sing you your fucking love song Yeah So sit down and listen to me I've got something to say You took that line with too much pride So sit down and listen to me I've got something to say I'm not going to let you die The money's on the table, baby The lunatic sits on the glass Emotionless and white Just sit back, relax, and hold tight You're not the big shot anymore It gets worse, you've taken this too far I say I should give up on you I say I'm giving up on you He makes the cut long and wide It hurts to breathe Your suicide So where's your lonely cigarette? 'cause it's time to come clean Knock yourself out, boy But you won't have the last laugh Laugh Laugh Laugh So chalk up that line So chalk up that line and hit it hard So chalk up that line So chalk up that line and hit it hard Now can you feel the rush? Now can you feel the rush? Now can you feel the rush? Now can you feel the rush? Now can you feel the rush? Now can you feel the rush? Now can you feel the rush? Now can you feel the rush? Now can you feel the rush? Now can you feel the rush? That rock hits hard, hits hard as hell That rock hits hard, hits hard as hell That rock hits hard, hits hard as hell That rock hits hard, hits hard as hell Now I can see why you left The taste there was all too good And that gloss across your eyes Is just shining way too bright No one can help you anymore Could you come back down? Would you come back down? Could you come back down? Would you come back down? Could you come back down? Would you come back down? Could you come back down? Would you come back down? Could you come back down? Would you come back down? Could you come back down? Would you come back down?

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026

Worn, worn down to the slate Worn Worn I want to taste lead on my lips I want to taste lead on my lips Flooded with abscent actions of seductive thoughts Can you stare at me and tell me these ideas are not profound? The valves are starting to shut down Loaded, put it to my head baby Loaded Put it to my head baby, understand Put it to my head baby, understand Put it to my head, put it to my head Put it to my head, put it to my head I have a strange killing desire building up within this crush Watch the rounds spin Pull the trigger It's so complex And I can taste the lead on my lips

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026

Death to your king in his glorified horror Killing time Bathing in his own beautiful sin Kill your maker and the shadows will unleash a forgotten soul Releasing the evil within The human nature of a bloodbath Born by the night Let them take praise to this extinction Who wears the horns now? The psychotic thought that you gave us..."kill each other or i will kill you." He has spoken with a forked tongue The prophecies begin to unfold You sold your soul to the devil for a day And now your kingdom has fallen to his reign Don't you know? You're the devils advocate...satans' psychotic thought And in this dying hour of life The prophetic one leads the non-believers into war You had it all planned out And i saw at winters solace that you tried to freeze hell over Laugh at me while i burn in ecstasy Laugh at me while i burn One true armageddon God is his own antichrist

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026

Read. learn. love. hate. fist. fuck. remember. rape. flesh Burn. scar. murder. innocent. cry. laugh. face Smash. kill the smile. bones. broken. wound. heal. die memories. gone You couldn't suffer on an angels wing today It slowly drains you. paralyzing cancer Its hard to let go and it broke you down Look into your oblivion...i turn away Weakness your desire I have no strength left to face you Deformed reflections That of a broken man with a broken addiction A broken soul. your broken hope Lifeless. dead Blackmind insanity Absent thoughts to nosebleed Break his silence The breath of the dead angel has spoken forevermore

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026

Tears fill my eyes Tears of sorrow as I watch the rosewood heal From the hole I just burned Bow down This ugly scar will mend itself again But when will its figure die? Pierced through the heart I watch the red elixir spill from the center of its life I depict eighteen visions for its demise Not even water can bring back two thousand years of life I've watched die Rise to your glory on the third day You are not my Christ Rise Utopia Damned to hell I rest this figure of ideal perfection There will be no funeral for this profane existence Always on the left hand path

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026

Flying high through midnite sky on your way back down Induced. drunk and suicidal Diana's gone Watch the figures fall and crumble Watch that fucker snap There goes the end of your rope That fucker just snapped It fucking snapped Is that where your heart stops? Ride the horse You're dead in your car Get off the horse Beloved victim's faces cold You can't see them The dreams and lives that lay within Saturated Beloved victim's stories told You'll just read them Execution at its best A dynasty lost again and the world shuts down at the sight of a car crash And where does the chase end? Everyone is watching you This is where your life takes a turn for the worst It just took a turn for the worst Shed your tears and live your lives through theirs Its all a part of the game Is there someone inside of me who really cares? Or do i even give a good god damn? Political figures rise in their passing hour To break your system with mass poluted minds and television Now let the boddies be burried and with them...pieces of you

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026

Pennies from heaven and now the sky is falling I've cut the throat of purity with twisted thoughts of perversion Naked perfection become my wrath Raping. laughing. tasting temptation And i've tasted the bitterness of what is impure Know what i'm thinking Turn my head upside down Frame this moment Now all is lost Bleed Shut up and kill my pain I've gone heavy I return to the child's cradle where my innocence was lost As i dwell in the shadows of the drunken demons Where i dance and play within each movement Now shut up and kill my pain Turn my head upside down what the fuck was i thinking? Frame this moment and let you slip away But you mean everything to me Now you mean nothing to me Shut up and kill my pain

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026

What are you swinging for? Swing for the fences or sit down Break the fence and then another Bloody face look away Cornered in an empty room With nowhere to run Stand on your platform Today is your day Touch the dying feeling and the flame will burn you dead You said it yourself, but you don't know what i've done And you can't see this dream that just won't leave me alone My mind is fixed on this The tracks desolate With something to shock I think i'm in shock Someone knows my sin Now bury that thought Sick and sadistic The karma Moonstruck red The blood drips Clouds Uncover Scared They witness its over

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026

Peel this flesh from my face ripping you from my mind Pull back the layers of skin Knee deep in piss Crawling in spit I thirst for life I've watched this passion slip through my fingers Prayers of these few parish in the clouds of emotion Feed my depression with ain and excursion Drop the hammer on life Stone this tired soul and caste this body to rot Taste the life Greet this pain with open arms The blood is life and it shall be mine I envy you

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026

She held my hand on a rainy day in hollywood listening to isola talk And she let go on a rainy day in hollywood listening to isola talk She said to me, "kiss me you son of a bitch." If you're not gonna ride the rocket...then get the fuck off

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026

Smell the rose Sweet inspiration Does it make you want to fuck? Then go fuck yourself You're scarred with imperfection, but aren't we all? Harder. does it feel good? Oh how we love the pain Consume. buy yourself love Love doesn't want you It hurts, but i was born into this. love hurts Makes me hate you. make me fuck them Corrupt minds, thoughts and feelings beauty Fuck it hard. harder. fuck me I have. our love is dead Pain orchestrates this art Sometimes i feel, but i can't feel Unwanted by my virgin And i'll slice my throat on a thorn of the dead rose you left me with And on our last kiss...she leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. dead rose

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Feb 25, 2026