Ley Lines

Swallow dead drink oblivion The end resonate disastrous surrender No one likes to be the bearer of bad news But it's time to put this old girl down Our frames are riddled with holes No big loss by friendly fire Sew your seeds in the coffin Breed us foreign cuddle time dancers Bottoms up to cruel examples Here's to the times Here's to an epic failure Now take swift flight Aboard chariots in the sky We'll put the powder in our guns And take aim while our faces go numb The studious courtship of cold steel on flesh Zealots on rooftops will always shoot you down So light up the night Traffic is at a standstill We're laughing in the face of imminent death Flaunting our riches to the destitute The power lines hang too low around here Hanging their corpses from the overpasses We're dancing on the teeth of a bear trap The power lines hang too low around here Cup our hands against the murky window Eyes as wide as the sea In eager hopes of catching a glimpse Watching the lord undress

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 25, 2026

Separate skin from bone Flesh of my flesh Would without a second thought disown And I'll break everything in this room just to prove I still care Well if that isn't love… I'll be dead by the morning Color me shitty for you Capsize This craft surrenders to the black holes inside your eyes The last thing that I see An empty glassy gaze on a blank face Staring back at me with no remorse In a perfect world it wouldn't come to this Send me off with a judas kiss Taste the poison from my lips Seize the blade Vanquish the flames that set our eden ablaze I'll bear the scar off your name Color me shitty for you We were scud missiles headed for the capital And now we're driftwood rotting in the sea Eradicate the memories and I will feel no longer Bound and gagged Ever I remain your captive

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 25, 2026

Tonight, we'll make moments because it's all that we've got This is gutter bravado This is our punk rock I'm starting from scratch and there is no pretense This is romance This is called love for the workers in song Keep us holding on Heaven sent relief for those of us who still believe In the therapy and the merit of screaming Reckless anthems of youth until our throats give out Burning down the highway in a broken down van Seeing the world through said go nowhere dead end We are famous We are brave And our words will change the world Today we'll tear open the heartland Our amps go to eleven and our hearts will beat forever So here we are, three thousand miles from home We're all in this together and I never feel alone Songs are made for singing Leave loose ends be Looting super centers cooking in truck stop microwaves Sleeping on bottles of piss and the floors of the gracious This is our life and it's so glamorous From here on out it's all disappointment From here on out it's all compromise We are ugly but we have the music

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 25, 2026

Business is business And who stands to gain? Just follow the winding paper trail to the top I can get away with anything And let the blame fall where it may...upon the heads of my enemies It does not affect me, it's not reality until there's bloodshed on our own soil This is a new age These are the last days Put a soft light before our eyes And a caked on pretty face spewing vomit, manipulations, and lies Witness the triumph of freedom delivered When objective news media is a notion just as absurd as towers to the heavens brought to the earth (sent to the ground) by two birds Off with their heads and out with their secrets May the private interest revealed provoke public digest Snap a frame of groveling, faultering empire. On he last leg With a crumbling foot made of clay Oh, gratuitous honesty Lay your burden on me Suffer us this appalling blessing Let the truth be set free Fear is the catalyst Wrap us up in blankets of misplaced trust, fear in itself is the catalyst Unified by tragedy and acts of aggression on our homes, on our families The land of the heathens is ours for the taking

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 25, 2026

Dust in my eyes, lead in my feet No reprise no retreat And I'm still not getting any younger What does it mean to trust? When it's all reduced to so many thinning lines So many hard times just waiting for an end In squalor we lie Watching ruins rise and compassion die While our better halves get f*cked in the head It's no wonder I can't sleep at night Every streetlight is a gravestone Ever road leads to the unknown Broken bones and broken spokes but my wheels are still turning My ears are ringing The choice is not choice at all When there's a gun to your head and a knife in your back What is it that you take me for anyways? Alone in the picket line For this I'm forever mired to this we all bare witness So where do we go from here? Hey lonely heart it's the end of the line and I'm writing your name

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 25, 2026

Only one ghost ship floats in this still deserted harbor Only one way out loaded in the chamber In the beds of fevered lovers In the wake of all the others Desolute and barren Nothing will ever grow out of this dirt again

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 25, 2026

Please tell me you tuned in to last nights stunning episode Young dashing Billy's true intentions were made known And a projected sweet, presumed innocent, small town heart was torn And we all felt for her Well she better get used to the sting All these hollow bitches are desperate housewives in training In lieu of camera crew firing squad Herd the lot of swine at the celebrity sneak preview Through the gates of the slaughter house We'll be waiting in the dark Strap teenage heroines into electric chairs Pucker up sunshine, and smile big for the bright lights They'd all look better in red with bullet holes in their chest Host a ceremony to celebrate short lived fame Broadcast depravity The season premier left us covered in tears White knuckled, trembling, cursing college co-eds Wishing we were sweet and sixteen Divulging dirty deeds via video feed Our ratings are down and next season is cancelled Nothing in our days makes us feel alive The drama we feed on doesn't light up our nights So swear to me that this is real life Apparently, you and me, we've been voted off the island It's just as well... as time will tell, this crew and vessel are damned to hell

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 25, 2026

Hopeless clouded eyes conceal The faintest flicker of fear Sporting the newest plague A life enduring travesty Up to your ears in shit You were born in a cage You will die in a cage Tortured and imprisoned in the worse of conditions Desecration of nature and logistic rape Wrongly brought into this world Never to see the light A vermin's plight

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 25, 2026

This year the harvest was washed away Borne on the back of a black water water wave Drown the eastern seaboard and lap at the southern plains All in all it's a hell of a day to ride the high horse down the straight and narrow To deliverance I can harness the cosmos in the palm of my hand Bring the earth to a grinding halt by single silent command Lay the mountains asunder, turn oceans to dry land I've found the key that unlocks the shackles of gravity Stones are floating overhead suspended in perfect symmetry And the stones they sing to me...whisper soaring melodies Accept this offering. For the past to be buried. Sustained by longing Breathe your life into me and cure my disease Open the window. The center of your chest Take an axe to the glass. Find a friend and hide I've built a home for my sweet across the brooding sea Every cut that I made, I thought of your face And every stone that was laid made your image cease to fade But alas I am scorned. Hereby sentenced henceforth to wander In empty castles Body is a device to calculate Soul is the earth trodden under our feet Mind is the beauty begging to be raped God is a child tugging on the shirt tails of fate The snake is charming us Our voices will ring from skyscrapers down the ley lines And carry out to sea Accept this offering

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 25, 2026

Sign says one way east, I cut west They can't touch me Turn the corner look behind still the voice that screams inside And it seems to be that No matter how high we set our sights, all that we are is a far cry And out of our mouths come dying sighs Although we look so good in the moonlight Oh my God... The lives that people lead And what a world... Sordid, cruel, and wretched world What a world we live in Raise your hands to the skies We're all just along for the ride Reader: tear out another page, let's leave this chapter open for interpretation We're all open books and we end up the same And what kind of bastard author would right us in this way? Exalt, exalt in every shortcoming Stand up, stand up... There's a big train coming Leave our baggage unattended at the station Push away from the platform and don't look back With no indulgent farewell, no Hollywood estranged lover goodbyes Rejoice, rejoice... And get the fuck out of town As far as I can get from here Distance is a friend of mine and I have somewhere else to be We're leaving naysayers by the wayside Now who's holding the reigns to this death machine parade? Slowly crawling down the tracks with the weight of the world on our backs Everyone wins in this race to the death

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 25, 2026